Posted on 09/10/2023 7:35:22 PM PDT by DallasBiff
It's pretty much a miracle that any of us survived childhood in the 1960s! Parents exposed kids to secondhand smoke and let them run wild in the streets. Sugar was in everything and hazards lurked everywhere. Given today's hands-on style of parenting, it's hard to believe some of the things that were "normal" for kids in the '60s.
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I can remember riding a bicycle behind the DDT truck. The pump was loud and it was like a siren call for kids to come “ride in the smoke.”
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If we really had "hands-on" style of parenting today we wouldn't have the incredible youth crime rate and associated violence. The real issue today is no one is willing to "sacrifice" in raising their children.
Re: Mercurochrome. The alternative seemed to be Merthiolate. In spite of what the article says, Mercurochrome didn’t really burn on an open wound. Merthiolate on the other hand, burned like fire. If you’re going to get mercury poisoning, may as well use Mercurochrome and be comfortable.
Mercurochrome stung. I hated that. We had candy and chocolate cigarettes, just like mom and dad! Playing with the thermometer mercury when it broke. Laying out in the back window watching the cars behind us and bridges go overhead. Playpen set up in the back seat of the car and standing up to look out the window. How am I alive?
My mom locked us out of the house in summer. I guess we were pretty much wild animals. A neighbor lady always called us that, and I thought it was so cool. We’d all snarl and growl back at her...Great fun
Parents were having a party and the kids (including me)stayed outside to watch the thunder and lightning shoot across the sky..It was a glorious sight at night....Nobody warned us..I doubt the parents even knew we were out there....
Fewer accidental deaths and more murder and suicide now.
Did most of those things, except we had a swimming pool. Went camping at the beach each summer.
Practically a wunderkind, Hahn began studying chemistry at age 10 and had fabricated nitroglycerin by 14. Before attempting to build his reactor, Hahn tarnished his bedroom with his experiments, so his parents moved his work to their basement, before settling on the shed. Hahn gathered information by contacting the Nuclear Regulatory Commission, hoping to gain insight into the steps of building a breeder reactor. In most cases, Hahn was able to gather the info he needed with the help of aliases and cover stories...
utilizing household items and a lead block as a stand-in reactor, Hahn got to work. He collected thorium from lanterns, radium from clocks, tritium from gunsights, and lithium from $1,000 worth of batteries he bought himself. Hahn also employed coffee filters and pickle jars to handle dangerous and potentially deadly chemicals. The lack of protection, save for his gas mask, tragically, was later said to have affected Hahn’s life expectancy...
When the experiment met its threshold, Hahn had created a crude neutron source. While unable to produce fissionable fuel at the rate of other reactors, the the Boy Scout’s experiment was already spreading detectable radiation several houses away...
Hahn served in both the United States Navy and the United States Marine Corps, but only found new complications with mental health as he grew older.
A real-life Dexter’s Lab.
LGBTQ trend was from substituting soy formula for milk. Even cow milk is better for babies than soy formula. Soy made them all androgynous.
Rode bikes all summer, got spanked with belt, hair brush or whatever was in reach, went to the beach, went camping to the beach, or mountains. The 60’s to the 80’s were great to be a kid or raise a kid
My friend Pinky and I were 12, and his brother Sammy was 16 and had a driver’s license.
We would load up their Dad’s shotguns, rifles and pistols into the trunk of their car, and Sammy would drive us to an empty field on the edge of town. We’d set up a range of cans and bottles on fence posts, and start blasting away.
Once a cop came by. He walked up, surveyed the scene. He asked, “who owns these guns?” Our reply: “Sammy’s Dad, sir”
“Does he know you’re here with them?”
“Yes, sir. He lets us use them.”
He simply said: “OK boys, just be careful” and got back in his patrol car and left.
We’d go across the bay in the whaler camp out on the sandbar at the JP Morgan estate.
...uphill both ways.
I just went through the slideshow. We did most of that stuff well into the 80’s.
I don’t remember anyone getting killed or seriously injured.
If I commented on my childhood,
Well I won’t.
It was good fun! I miss those days.
OK one more.
My friend saved up $300.
His mom let him buy a ‘64 Belvedere. V8, I recall.
We were about 13 years old.
His family lived on a dead end street.
We would drive it after school, up and down the street.
It’s the best memory of my childhood.
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