Posted on 05/18/2022 7:03:46 AM PDT by sodpoodle
Black and White TV
(Under age 40? You won't understand.)
You could hardly see for all the snow,
Spread the rabbit ears as far as they go.
Pull a chair up to the TV set,
'Good Night, David.
Good Night, Chet. ‘
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs, and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning.
My Mom used to defrost hamburgers on the counter and I used to eat it raw, sometimes. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting ecoli.
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the river instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.
We all took gym, not PE...and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having to cross-train athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built-in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now.
Flunking gym was not an option... even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than a gym.
Speaking of school, we all sang the national anthem. And staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.
,P>We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses?
I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of me.
I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box, or 270 digital TV cable stations.
Oh yeah... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!
We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked.
Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either; because if we did we got our butt spanked there and then we got our butt spanked again when we got home.
I recall a kid from down the street coming over and doing his tricks on the front step, just before he fell off.
Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house (no lawsuits back then).
Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It wasa neighborhood runs amuck.
To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family.
How could we possibly have known that?
We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes. We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!
How did we ever survive?
LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA; AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T, SORRY
FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. I WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING!
Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can’t remember getting ecoli.
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Me having a liverwurst, mayo, and lettuce sandwich which Mom packed me off to school with. “Mmm!”
Me discovering liverwurst was actually made of liver. “What!? I thought it was just a name like ‘hotdogs’.”
We didn’t get food induced illnesses because the food we ate then hadn’t yet been ruined by “science” and mass production.
Go Fish!
I remember being violently ill many times as a child. Looking back, some of it was possibly food poisoning. Also remember being caught unawares by storms when we were trying to BBQ. Lots of times power went out in storms for hours it seems. Snowed a lot more, more often, than now. It was fun as kid though.
I use a Bush’s Baked Beans can. I live alone so not that much grease.
“The men were idiots while the women were smart. “
Now days the women and blacks are smart and cool and white men are still stupid.
OMG....did 3 generations of that...
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and gays are smart and hip while straight people are pathetic and neurotic.
The upcoming storm warning happened (the end of innocence) in our beautiful and pristine neighborhood in 1965 when I was a kid.
Up until that moment nobody locked their doors and we kids had freedom to go to anybody’s house and visit at any time. We were on a first name basis with everyone.
A black dude from the hood drove from five miles away and raped one of the local housewives during the day.
Nobody could believe it happened. I know it sounds crazy now but it was like an asteroid had hit the neighborhood.
The burglar alarm company made a fortune in the next year.
Also have liver pate in the freezer...3 inch squares....great snack.
“and gays are smart and hip while straight people are pathetic and neurotic”
And Lester Holt is the “anchor for America”.
This is the way the media portrays us folks, not the way we really are (I hope).
“There was a Tupperware full of bacon grease that was seemingly used to fry everything.
I’m our house, it was a frozen orange juice can.”
Mine right now is just a plain old coffee cup, no cover.
sadly, only half full, as bacon is almost $10 a package by me.
Note: ants taste good too
My elementary school’s Gym teacher was a former Marine DI. He would have us stand at attention on the sideline, chins on our right shoulders, and count off in 4’s, 5’s or whatever number needed to form teams. You snapped your head to the front when you called out your number. and inevitably someone would always mess up the count and we would have to start over. After 3 mess-ups in a row, we would have to do 25 pushups or squat thrusts. It seemed like we only ever had about 15 minutes of actual game time once we got through counting.
For every point you team gave up, we had to do 25 pushups, and this was in 3rd grade! He was like Gunny Hartman from Full Metal Jacket, “I will PT you all until you F’ing DIE!”
This guy wore the shorty short tight yellow gym shorts and white t-shirt with his whistle around his neck all year long.
He was also one of the 6th grade teachers and back out in those days, corporal punishment was allowed. You did not want him to give the hacks for acting out in class.
it was an old coffee can in our house.
We used to fight over the fried pork blood when mom fried pork chops
I bought liverwurst at Aldi...ketchup and sliced onion...ummm good.
Also have liver pate in the freezer...3 inch squares....great snack.
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I love a good cold liverwurst sandwich, even if I now know it’s actually made of liver!
Your family had lettuce? Yuppies!
Your family had lettuce? Yuppies!
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Ha ha. Iceberg, of course.
Tupperware? You must have been from a wealthy family. ;-)
MJB coffee can for my mom. No lid. In the fridge.
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