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General Forums => The O' Club => Topic started by: Rash on February 18, 2012, 05:41:22 PM
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My mom drove a white gto, and I got to shift grears when I was about 4.
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i had to wait another 10 years before see the day of light.
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I raced a bunch of friends to this giant egg. I won the race :P
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I bought my first car for $75. A clapped out 57 Chevy. Oil burning 6. Three on the column.
I was 15, to young to drive on the street but I wore 2 grooves in the backyard going back and forth...back and forth.
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My old man bought his first new car, a BelAir with a 327 cu engine. He couldnt sleep the first night and kept looking out the window at it.
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i had to wait another 10 years before see the day of light.
30 for me xD
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pooped
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This one time in 'nam... :old:
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Celebrated the birth of my older brother... Oh wait...
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Rode from Texas to New York to California and back to Texas with my Dad in his 18 wheeler. This was pre-CB days and there were all kinds of hand signs and light flashes you had to know.
Old school trucking. :old:
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most likely i burped and threw up on my mom's shoulder.
semp
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Played with my train set.
(http://i1002.photobucket.com/albums/af142/barneybolac/6220535628_94607f56b5_o.jpg)
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Still pooping in my pants and making baby noises.
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Still pooping in my pants and making baby noises.
66 not 2012 bro :)
*ducks and runs away laughing
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Still need 7 years.
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Rode my bicycle, went to school (HS),chased girls. Learned to drive on my Uncles ranch, worked on his tractor, hunted jack rabbits, rode a Honda trail 90 on the dirt road there.
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my only responsibility in 1966 was to be an annoying little boy. i did that job with excellence. :devil
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so pretty much nothing has changed?
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I was 10 - most likely a lot of "sandlot" baseball, and bike riding.
NwBie
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so pretty much nothing has changed?
DINGDINGDING!!!!
you sir win a cookie. i fear it will suffer damage in shipping to texas though. :devil
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meh.. I don't like them anyway's. Now that Squid is off to the AF I'll feed the crumbs to my room mate :) He'll eat anything :devil
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I raced a bunch of friends to this giant egg. I won the race :P
:D
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Heck my parents weren't even born til the early 80's
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Nothing. But for my dad, he'd be awaiting his 4th birthday.
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my dad turned 1 :uhoh
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Heck my parents weren't even born til the early 80's
if they could only turn back the clocks and adopt a puppy instead.. :)
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Heck my parents weren't even born til the early 80's
i came in here to feel young and, you just messed it right up.
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i came in here to feel young and, you just messed it right up.
I rode out the Cuban Missile Crisis. You're lucky to see '66!
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I rode out the Cuban Missile Crisis. You're lucky to see '66!
nah, i was born in the late 80s. the kids parents being of a similar age to my older sisters just makes me feel old...
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nah, i was born in the late 80s. the kids parents being of a similar age to my older sisters just makes me feel old...
What you don't realize is there almost was no 1966, ergo no late '80's, no older sisters, no you. :headscratch:
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I got a candy apple red sting ray bike in about 68. Then a few years later, I got a honda 50 mini bike. There was a go-cart somewhere about the that time. I made the mistake of dragging my arm under one of the back wheels. The cart just wants to run over you.
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I was 8 and busy watching the World Cup.
(http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x132/xbrit58/1966.jpg)
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Then about 1975, I got a kawasaki 100, it had 5 gears and would do about 60 mph. Looking back, think my parents wanted to kill me. :)
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England won the World Cup
and I was born the day after Christmas
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I wasn't a glimmer in my dads eye for another 2 years.
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I was 5
I remember the plastic monkeys but I dont remember the story behind them. But my mother sure does!
They bring me to this fancy restaurant called "the Barge" in Perth Amboy NJ And order me a soda while we're waiting for dinner. Well they served a cherry with them and the way they did that was they had these little plastic monkeys that hung from the side of the glass to which the cherry was affixed.
I thought those monkey were soo cool. And the waitress was sooo impressed at how cool I thought those monkeys were she came back with a whole fistfull of them for me to play with while we were waiting and for me to take home.
So she comes over and dumps the whole fistful in front of me and so impressed was I at all the monkeys and even then never being one to understate something that I quickly exclaimed real loud.
"Jesus Christ! Look at all the F--- Monkeys!!"
My parents were soo not proud. LMAO
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Turned 17 in Sep 66 and was on a bus heading to El Paso from Albuquerque to Ft Bliss for Army Basic on that birthday. :old:
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I can still remember every Nun in school in '66 and her personal favorite form of corporal punishment. One favored a left hook, another a series of combinations slaps to each side of your face until the smirk dissapeared, another swung a mean ruler, one was a hair puller, one an ear puller/face slapper, one stiff arms to the forehead. The Principle of the school was a nun who was about 4' tall who must have been schooled by the VietCong in Psychological warfare the way she, in between cracks, would threaten to call your old man at home that night. A 9yo, at the end of one of her sessions, would end up on his knees shaking and praying to God to transform you from a little jackoff to a good Catholic kid.
Her name was Sister Clement and to this day I cant watch the capture scenes in "The Deerhunter".
The funny thing is you never got into trouble for fistfighting in the schoolyard. Unless it was an older kid bullying, and even then some older kid would straighten it out. Nowdays I cant stand the shrieking of the teachers when a couple kids take a few swings at each other. Back in '66 they wouldnt even bother breaking it up. If the old man heard you stood up for yourself and smacked some other kid he'd probably buy you a double chocolate at Dairy Queen. LOL, in '66 Dads would take their sons to the Local tavern just to get away from the old lady. I'd sit there at the bar with the other "sons" drinking orange pop watching baseball, or playing the slot/bowling machines.
My,my The world has changed.
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At that point I was nothing more than some potassium, carbon, oxygen, hydrogen, nitrogen, and trace sulfur and iron atoms in the soil of Poland and the US. I would later become food, which my parents would then consume to create the gametes that would form me. Man, was it boring- things really slowed down after that last asteroid hit, but it was better than sitting in the center of a sun. People complain about heat waves- bah, that's nothing, try living where it's so hot that matter no longer exists in the gaseous state. After the star blew up I got in this horrible car accident- it was a 2x10^(2x10^(2x10^10)) atom pileup- it took me billions of years just to get the insurance paid off. When things finally cooled down I found a job at the local sea bottom sealing off dead plankton, but after a while I got bored of just sitting there in the ground with nothing to do but oscillate and talk to my neighbors who could never make up their minds: wave, or particle. By 1966, my dad was around 10-12, and my mom was just 2-3 years old.
-Penguin
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I was 5
I remember the plastic monkeys but I dont remember the story behind them. But my mother sure does!
They bring me to this fancy restaurant called "the Barge" in Perth Amboy NJ And order me a soda while we're waiting for dinner. Well they served a cherry with them and the way they did that was they had these little plastic monkeys that hung from the side of the glass to which the cherry was affixed.
I thought those monkey were soo cool. And the waitress was sooo impressed at how cool I thought those monkeys were she came back with a whole fistfull of them for me to play with while we were waiting and for me to take home.
So she comes over and dumps the whole fistful in front of me and so impressed was I at all the monkeys and even then never being one to understate something that I quickly exclaimed real loud.
"Jesus Christ! Look at all the F--- Monkeys!!"
My parents were soo not proud. LMAO
Barrel of monkeys...what could be more fun??
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The funny thing is you never got into trouble for fistfighting in the schoolyard. Unless it was an older kid bullying, and even then some older kid would straighten it out. Nowdays I cant stand the shrieking of the teachers when a couple kids take a few swings at each other. Back in '66 they wouldnt even bother breaking it up. If the old man heard you stood up for yourself and smacked some other kid he'd probably buy you a double chocolate at Dairy Queen. LOL, in '66 Dads would take their sons to the Local tavern just to get away from the old lady. I'd sit there at the bar with the other "sons" drinking orange pop watching baseball, or playing the slot/bowling machines.
My,my The world has changed.
THIS!
Yes the world has changed.
And based on what I see of many parents today. Not for the better either.
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nah, i was born in the late 80s. the kids parents being of a similar age to my older sisters just makes me feel old...
Parents are in their early 30's, they had me super early, in fact I have some of the youngest parents at my high school given my current age
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:old: I was at Fort Bragg, NC - jumping out of airplanes..
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66... hmm I was somewhere in the US. Traveled so much I can't remember.
I was 7 years old.
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At that point I was nothing more than some potassium, carbon, oxygen, hydrogen, nitrogen.......
-Penguin
Actually a little egg that later partly became you was sitting inside your Mother waiting for the day. And it was female. :aok
As for me, I played and played and played and went to the big Easter commemoration parade where the almost the entire Irish army marched past and the entire Irish Air Corps flew past. It didn't take long as you can imagine. They vehicles were all painted a peculiar light green colour. Later in the year I made my First Holy Communion. Most importanly I collected about £7 from relatives and friends in honour of the day.
As I did so I was unaware that 140 miles away my future wife had just been born but was critically ill in hospital, not expected to live. :uhoh Inside her little body were two tiny eggs which later led to the two little boys sitting near me watching cartoons. Only now do I realise how close I came to losing them all.
'66 was a lucky year for me.
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Graduated high school and bought my first motorcycle, a Yamaha Twin Jet.
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At Age Nine, Watched The Chicago Bears Lose To The Green Bay Packers In Wrigley Field 17-0.
Chicago Coached By "Papa Bear" George Halas And A Few Notable Players... Gale Sayers, Dick Butkus, Mike Ditka, Ed O'Bradovich.
Green Bay Coached By Vince Lombardi And A Few Notable Players... Bart Starr, Paul Hornung, Ray Nitschke, Willie Davis.
Green Bay Went On To Win The Super Bowl... I Still Hate The Packers! :bhead
X :salute
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3 years too early for me.
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That year I got stuck with a little sister.
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(http://i252.photobucket.com/albums/hh32/bobmic111/IMAG0025.jpg)
I was 19 years old and working in exciting places lika Pleiku, Kontum, Dakto and a myriad of LZ's scattered about the Central Highlands. :salute
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Still need 7 years.
Me too
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During that time I was hanging out in Las Vegas with my mom who was five.
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What you don't realize is there almost was no 1966, ergo no late '80's, no older sisters, no you. :headscratch:
i need to stop coming on here after midnight.
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I was 7 and we were stationed at McCoy Air force base (now Orlando international airport) I used to sit at the end of the runway in the fenced playground and watch the B-52s and KC-135s roll out during the many ORIs that were run. The world wasn't as ainal as it is now so it was nothing for the families to visit their Dads outside the underground bunker.
I remember sitting there watching them load bombs and fuel like it was just a normal day thing. We didn't wear helmets to ride our bikes, having honor was't just a cliche, the presidency wasn't a joke, we spent more time outside than inside, Johnny Carson was the best show, and your word was your bond.
Average cost of a new home was 14K, new car 2500, and the average income was 7K. It was a great time to grow up.
(http://condoraerial.intuitwebsites.com/Mccoy1.jpg)
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Pushing out my screen window in the middle of the night so I could play at the playground that was 200 feet from the window.
Lemoore was a pretty safe place back then.
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I was only sleeping.
Year old.
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Actually a little egg that later partly became you was sitting inside your Mother waiting for the day. And it was female. :aok
As for me, I played and played and played and went to the big Easter commemoration parade where the almost the entire Irish army marched past and the entire Irish Air Corps flew past. It didn't take long as you can imagine. They vehicles were all painted a peculiar light green colour. Later in the year I made my First Holy Communion. Most importanly I collected about £7 from relatives and friends in honour of the day.
As I did so I was unaware that 140 miles away my future wife had just been born but was critically ill in hospital, not expected to live. :uhoh Inside her little body were two tiny eggs which later led to the two little boys sitting near me watching cartoons. Only now do I realise how close I came to losing them all.
'66 was a lucky year for me.
Well, if I'm the egg, then you forgot that half of me was in the atoms of my dad's sperm. It depends on where you draw the line between lump of cells and person. At that point, I'd say that I hadn't become a person yet, so my description was pretty accurate.
-Penguin
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I was being concieved on NYE 66/67
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Played with my train set.
(http://i1002.photobucket.com/albums/af142/barneybolac/6220535628_94607f56b5_o.jpg)
I had piles of that stuff Lyric, I think most of it got straffed and napalmed as I got older.
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My mom drove a white gto, and I got to shift grears when I was about 4.
In 1966 I drove a GTO.
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In 1966 I drove a GTO.
I was playing with my little cars and trucks in 66. I also remember well having to get underneath my desk at school for the air raid drills.
I do remember well my mother taking me on a ride. She went through the haight ashbury in 67, "the summer of love" I think it was called. I guess she was curious.
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I had piles of that stuff Lyric, I think most of it got straffed and napalmed as I got older.
My mother keeps my old train set to this day when ever kids comes by she gets it out for them.
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Listened to Top 40
"Put silver wings on my son's chest. Make him one of America's best"
"Oh, Sweet Pea
Won't you be my girl
Won't you, won't you, won't you be my girl"
"Barberann bar-bar, bar-Barberann..."
"Wild thing, I think I love ya... But I wanna know for sure..."
"And I think it's gonna be alright
Yeah, the worst is over now
The mornin' sun is shinin' like a red rubber ball"
"Good, Good, Good, Good Vibrations..."
"Just walk away Renee..."
http://www.chartjunkie.com/1966.htm
And was trying to learn Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass hits on my new cornet.
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Graduated high school. :x
Had a beautiful red haired girlfriend. She became my wife the following year.
Crashed my Dad's 1960 Mk 1 Austin Healy Sprite into the back of a new 1966 Lincoln Continental. I was looking at a girl in a miniskirt.
Scratched the chrome on the Lincoln's rear bumper. Cost $1600 to replace the front of the Sprite. $300 less than what he had paid for it. Spent 5 days in the hospital. That saved me from being yelled at about the car. I never did tell my parents about the being distacted by very short mini skirt, until many years later.
Moved from Burbank to Mission Viejo.
It was an interesting time. :old:
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:D
that one cracked me up also :rofl
wasn't a twinkle in the old mans eye for another 3 years....the year no one starved :D
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My bird was built in 1966
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My mother keeps my old train set to this day when ever kids comes by she gets it out for them.
I'd kill for one of those racing car sets I had back then. That and my Johnny Eagle Safari rifle that shot actual plastic bullets. I hunted out my block of every Lion, Buffalo, Leopard, and Elephant.
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Sophomore year of High School, John Marshall High School, Portland Oregon.
Cruised parts of 82nd Avenue with a friend in his project car .. an early corvair he had stuffed a chrysler 383 and torqueflite tranny under-into.
(he could weld, his dad owned a wreckin yard .. it wasn't pretty but it could do the most amazing burnouts :)
Frame was home made, front engine drive, corvair body was kinda tacked on, sat a little higher than a normal corvair,
..had this awesome V8 grumble ..ahh .. the days of Thrush Mufflers and cheap headers :)
He could lite the tires up in any forward gear,
useda have a bit of fun doin a burnout on the top of a speed bump and the car would slide backwards off it and just sit there, fryin the tires until you could not see the car :)
Old bias ply nylons .. hard, no traction to speak of, about the tread contact patch of an average O-ring :)
-GE aka Frank
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I was 6, started 1st grade. Playing was a major time consumer of course.
I remember listening on AM top 40 too, as FM was underground radio and
not well known back then. My musical tastes were getting clearer when I heard
songs like "White Rabbit" and "8 Miles High". ( Maybe that was 67,lol).
The big thing back then was owning a "Japanese Transistor Radio", because
you could walk around with it. :rofl
I remember Cronkite on the Evening News, talking about Civil unrest and Vietnam.
:cheers:Oz
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Forgot to add I was playing with this, frisbees, hula hoops, and waking up in the middle of the night to tune the stations on the uhf adapter reciever.
I still keep a hula hoop and have seen the hula hoop bring many a party to the next level.
(http://www.davintosh.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/TexacoHelmet1.JPG)
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I use to have one of those Fire Chief helmets. I don't remember mine having the microphone or loudspeaker though.
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Mine didn't either but some friend did and we used to beat box and make machine gun sounds on it.
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I popped out in may, strangling on my umbilical cord. Kind of explains the brain damage. :)
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From what my parents tell me, I wasn't a fan of leaving. I was one day away from being overdue, and when I did come out, it was an all-day ordeal and they had to pry me out by the head with forceps. It was nuts- I'm glad that I don't remember it.
-Penguin