To: COUNTrecount
I often wonder how I survived growing up in the 1970s. No baby seats, no seat belts, mom smoking while driving, etc.
3 posted on
05/16/2006 9:07:02 AM PDT by
2banana
(My common ground with terrorists - They want to die for Islam, and we want to kill them.)
To: 2banana
I often wonder how I survived growing up in the 1970sThat makes 2 of us.
6 posted on
05/16/2006 9:08:12 AM PDT by
Puppage
(You may disagree with what I have to say, but I shall defend to your death my right to say it)
To: 2banana
Tell me about it. I used to ride the armrest in the front seat. I would crack up laughing when I got flung in to the backseat at a hard stop.
To: 2banana
2b,
So very true.
When I was a tiny young stud (3, 4) I sometimes travelled laying across the front benchseat with my head in mommy's lap.
A little older, I rode with my back against the passenger door, facing my mother. Til the door gave one day and I landed in the road on my back. Not long after I took the dashboard taste test in a little fender bender.
Through it all seat belt use was unknown.
13 posted on
05/16/2006 9:12:02 AM PDT by
Gefreiter
("Are you drinking 1% because you think you're fat?")
To: 2banana
LOL...yep, same here, I rememeber a few trips in the back of the pick-up too as a kid. I suppose I should be long dead by now
17 posted on
05/16/2006 9:17:22 AM PDT by
Horatio Gates
(Remember the Alamo!)
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