Posted on 10/09/2018 7:29:41 PM PDT by vannrox
This is a walk down memory lane as I relate what it was like growing up as a young boy in the early 1970s. I was in my early teenage years. I went to school, watched a lot of television, and played with my friends. Enjoy
As strange as it seems, there is very little on the internet about what it was like growing up in the 1960s and 1970s. Its almost as if it was scrubbed from existence. In its place we now have the Obama narrative of a racist nation and terrible injustices. That narrative has nothing to do with reality. It is a scripted lie intended to manipulate people into believing something that just isnt true.
Here, in my own little way, I would like to relate some stories of what it was like for me growing up as a kid. For shits and giggles I have chosen the year of 1971. It was the last year that I had as a kid before I had to go out and work at 14 in the coal mines.
This narrative takes place in Western Pennsylvania. We lived in a small town about a two hour drive from Pittsburgh. It was a hilly and tree shaded world, with railroad spur lines that snaked in and out of the hills and crossed over viaducts and into tunnels. I well knew those lines as I would often walk along them with my friends on hikes and adventures.
Visiting my Aunties
Many weekends my parents would drive into Pittsburgh to visit my relatives. Both were from Pittsburgh, though from different areas. We would take turns visiting the families. In the morning we would visit my fathers family, and in the afternoon we would visit my mothers family.
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I’m sure that list is far more interesting than a release from 1995; A little ditty called “99 Luftballoons.”
Heard of it?
I was 10 yrs old in 1971. We skinned our knees, bumped our heads and didn’t cry. We were unstoppable.
High compression engines required lead to keep the engines from knocking. No computers to adjust timing continually. No lead, no compression no power.
I have some fun memories, sure, but also it must be noted that absent parents also let a lot of kids get abused. I cant really say it was a good thing. I have no regrets about protecting my young children and I continue to be there for them and protect them WHILE STILL GIVING THEM FREE PLAY but supervised too. It is risky to leave kids alone too much.
Agree 50s to mid 60s best time to be a kid
Only negative I remember were air raid drills in school.
Your mom and any other sensible parent who could afford to.
Despite having a 3-1 lead, well over 100 wins, and four 20-game winners on their staff, the Orioles blew it.
They lost to the Pirates again in the same way in 1979.
Remember the 1966 Chrysler 426 Hemi?
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Thank you, and wasn’t that the truth about the end of the year top 100 tunes of the year, though? I guess that I wasn’t the only one. Eh?
Yep!
Have modern computer enabled engines increased compression?
I was a college freshman in 1971. I remember driving around in boyfriends car a gto with 8 track listening to all those songs 3 dog nite and grass roots
I am forever grateful to my boy friend who taught me to drive a stick shift in his 71 plymouth barracuda. I always had manual cars after that. I could leave the keys in my car unlocked as nobody else could drive it.
A most brilliant post. I grew up in the same age and understand completely. You touched long past memories that sadly the young today will never know or even understand if they did see.
Metallic man took a lot of time and effort into that post and he did well on his blog.
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