Posted on 01/19/2015 4:18:04 PM PST by navysealdad
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED THE 1930s, '40s, '50s, '60s and '70s!!
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You devil...Not because you still have hair but because it’s still jet black. :-)
Mumblety peg!
Sledding drunk on a 55 chevy car hood.
I had forgotten the name of the knife game.
Youthful behavior is criminalized now. We had so much freedom. Look at the movies made in the 60s and 70s. Such a fun time with cops that helped us home instead of arresting us for throwing eggs and other fun stuff.
Before I was of age to have to go to school, I was always the first to wake in the morning. I would quickly get dressed and rush outside. I loved seeing the world come alive. Seeing the paperboy, egg, and milk men make their deliveries. It wasn’t long and I was hungry, rushing back home where Mom had breakfast ready. And then back outside.
We lived next to the Bayou and if Dad needed me home, He would drive the neighborhood and honk his horn. One long and two short honks.
When I was preparing to retire last year, I kept telling myself, I’ll be as free as I was before kindergarten.
Well it sounded good at the time.
I remember playing football in the middle of the street and coming home with scraped and bleeding elbows, knees, to go along with a bloody nose. Used up a whole box of band-aids. Never even thought about going to the hospital.
The good old days in some ways really were
There were those games in the summer evenings until the parents called us in. There was kick the can and spud and swinging statue. They go back all the way to James Agee’s magnificent prelude to “A Death in the Family,” Knoxville, Summer 1915 (??), a piece of prose so magnificent that a prominent composer set it to music.
In the 50s we use to roll down hill in the woods in barrels, bouncing off of trees.
I remember lying in the back on top of the speakers on top of the back seat! That was also the dog’s favorite place.
Chesterfield... My mom’s cigarette brand when she was pregnant with me ... early 1950s... Garden Hose water... I love the taste of rubber on a hot summer afternoon...
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I do not know how I survived the beer, the girls and the fast cars.....
I'm always promoting Norman Rockwell here in FR .... 'cause it was America then.
GREAT post!!!!
We’ve made great strides in technology and in medicine in more recent times. However, except for these—we were probably better off back then!!!!
ER? Life of Luxury! I had a Grandmother who thought she was a doctor, but she wasn't. She just had a needle and thread. I didn't know any better, though. I'm still alive today. It's amazing how we survived - well, not actually.
Football coach to a kid with a severely bruised thigh, twisted knee and a sprained ankle. “Just walk it off”.
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We had pocket knives and played games with them. —
“Chicken” during recess in the 6th grade.
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