I remember those days. I worked at McD's at that time.
Posted on 06/21/2025 6:23:38 AM PDT by ChicagoConservative27
The year 1973 was full of change and entirely groovy. The U.S. pulled out of Vietnam, Roe v. Wade shook up the courts, and gas lines stretched for blocks as the oil crisis took hold. On the flip side, bell-bottoms were in full swing, Pink Floyd dropped “The Dark Side of the Moon,” and a little horse named Secretariat ran straight into the history books. These 1973 photos represent how electric the year was.
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5he moat iconic commercial Pretendian was Cody Iron eyes. He did the com erdials that spoke out against littering back in the 70’s I think it was. “The crying Indian” was his nickname. The commercial showed litter on the ground, then showed him with 1 tear rolling down his cheek lol.
He was an Italian! Not Indian lol.
I never saw a tattoo’d woman outside a carney freak show.
Part of the appeal of white in rooms is it brightens the room. In the 70’s everything g was dark, hard to see. Older folks especially like the brighter rooms as their eyes are not as great and struggle in dimmer rooms.
I remember those days. I worked at McD's at that time.
Now you can’t get out of a mcd’s without killing a $20 bill practically. I guess our $20 bill today is the quivilent of a $1 bill back then
“Electric”
Ok. I suppose that’s one way to remember it....
In 1973, My only sibling, my beautiful sister Linda, was murdered in front of our mother, her children and left 3 very disturbed orphans and a devastated mother for me to try to handle.
A year later, I was a passenger in what should have been a fatal auto accident with a split open skull and crushed pelvis. I WENT TO WORK on crutches and a brace, NOT WELFARE!
At 77 I am having post concussion syndrome all over again and have lost my ability to walk or drive.
75 is the year I had to start fighting the bureaucracy to save my land, long before federal agents took our irrigation water, or arson fires and breaching dams took it all.
... someday I will tell that story.
In ‘76, my son was born, my husband disappeared as he became buried in Vietnam PTSD.
Pardon me, but the 70s SUCKED.
I always thought that photo made Iron Eyes Cody look like he had a nasty eye infection, with some sort of discharge oozing down his cheek.
I feel so bad after reading this
Anyone remember the automat cafeterias/resteraunts?
Your house sounds wonderful. Most of the houses I see on Zillow have white kitchens. I hate it
Magnetic taoe selectric tyoewriter...precurser to word processing...
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Peg Bundy designer edition ...
I’m so sorry! Please don’t feel bad. I’m upright today and have an appetite, still searching for a way to get back home instead of being stuck in the boonies. I just want to go back home!
Your decor sounds great...I add reds/orange accents to our base colors to liven things up, plus prints
If you scroll down to the 30 Throwback Photos From the Late ’60s, to picture 24. ‘Los Angeles Teens in the ’60s’ those boys appear to be Dino, Desi & Billy.
how about Chief Jay Strongbow?
I started to see the white-on-white-on-white motif in the early 80s. I call it the Insane Asylum decor or the Abortatorium. Post Roe v Wade women simply went nuts imo.
The decor their cuks let them pick out is cold and clinical just like their commitment to themselves.
I can’t even imagine those catastrophes. Your perseverance is heroic.
By contrast, what would you say was your best decade?
Wasn’t he a wrestler?
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