I remember eating school cafeteria pizza that was so greasy, that you could literally squeeze a pint of oil out of every slice. But you could always wash that down with those little half pint cartons of milk. I still wonder how I managed to survive the 70’s as a kid. BB guns, big wheels, and BMX bikes, that’s how we rolled.
Preach it.
When I was about 12 we would take the bus into downtown and watch a baseball game. It was only about 1.50 to sit in the bleachers. We always had a crowd when we went. It's not like I was alone. Just no adults or cell phones to call an adult.