Posted on 02/06/2010 8:02:54 AM PST by Dallas
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No matter what our kids and the new generation think about us, WE ARE AWESOME !!! OUR LIFE IS LIVING PROOF !!!
To Those of Us Born 1925 - 1970 : At the end of this email is a quote of the month by Jay Leno.. If you don't read anything else, please read what he said. Very well stated, Mr.. Leno. ~~~~~~~~~ TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED THE 1930s, '40s, '50s, '60s and '70s!! First, we survived being born to mothers who may have smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then, after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on doors or cabinets, and, when we rode our bikes, we had baseball caps, not helmets, on our heads. As infants and children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, no booster seats, no seat belts, no air bags, bald tires and sometimes no brakes. Riding in the back of a pick- up truck on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this. We ate cupcakes, white bread, real butter, and bacon. We drank Kool-Aid made with real white sugar. And we weren't overweight.. WHY? Because we were always outside playing...that's why! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. --And, we were OKAY. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride them down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes... After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem. We did not have Play Stations, Nintendos and X boxes. There were no video games, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVDs, no surround-sound or CDs, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet and no chat rooms... WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
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I’ll bet that God in the Pledge just drives you bonkers you troll.
I was in basic training US Army the spring of 1975. Since all our MOS was combat arms, we had some top notch drill Sargents.
Were you ever able to star up and get going a large construction vehicle? I was. It was one one those hinged things and I had to jump off when it got going.
Last I saw of it, it was going around in a circle!
This is true!
Hey I was in Buchanan from 1965 to 1972
Hah I did everything you guys did and more!! LOL
1954 for me
Then we moved to the country a dream come true for me. LOL. By age 14 I was camping out by myself on the lake most the summer. Dad left me there with a 14 foot V hull fishing boat with a late 1940’s 7.5 open faced Evinrude, the dog, and a rifle. He'd check in on me every day or so to bring ice and food. Camp was a Lean-to tarp. Cooked my own meals and took care of my self. Nearest phone was about 4 miles away or so.
When dad was a kid he's ride a bike or walk to a farm 30-35 miles away on Saturday to a friends house near the river and spend the night then come back home on Sunday. In the summer he and his brother camped out all summer on the Holston or French Broad rivers. His uncle or his dad came up on weekends. I'm glad I got to see that part of growing up my dad did and that he allowed me to do it. By my late teens or early twenty's that era was gone.
One song by Joe South that was popular when I was a teen says it all. “Don't it make you want to go home.” Except I stayed in the community I spend almost all my life and watched the changes come.
I hear you about staying put and watching the changes. I was born in ‘40 and have lived in and around Houston most of the time. The country roads I rode my horse on are 8 lane freeways now.
I hear you about staying put and watching the changes. I was born in ‘40 and have lived in and around Houston most of the time. The country roads I rode my horse on are 8 lane freeways now.
I'm not so sure it was even Craig Smith. Craig did write another piece wrongly attributed to Leno and/or Letterman, but this wasn't it.
Is it really too much to ask to do just a small amount of checking instead of just blindly posting emails like this?? (not directed at you Dr. B!)
I grew up in a small town here in CT just like that and have moved back as an adult. It was about 3500 souls when I started school and now is up to ~15,000. Can’t get it back.
And this was in the 70s, but my bros and I would get up in the morning, go run around the woods with our wrist-rockets or bb guns, and come back in time for dinner (dirty). Our parents never worried because of what you state—everyone knew everyone else.
We’d spend all day long in the winter skating or sledding or building snow forts and having snow ball fights. And yet we still have all our fingers and toes (no frost bite). Kids now seem to need kevlar vests, Michelin man outfits and hovering parents to stay safe just walking 2 doors down the street.
>>During the summer of 1975, I remember riding in the back of my uncle’s open pickup all the way from Boston to Alabama with five other kids and a dog...If we tried something like that today, my uncle would be arrested before he made the Mass/Conn border!
No kidding! I grew up in rural CT and we used to ride on the back of the flatbed truck with a load of hay from the field to the barn (a mile or so away from the field). I’m sure if someone did that today, there would be nosy neighbors calling child protective services.
Good times! Good memories! I’m certain my parents had no idea where we even were most of the time! But, we always came back to eat LOL!
This my greatest regret as a parent.
I have two little girls. I live in a semi-rural area near a lake. As boy, I’d have been out every day wandering over the area, down to the lake, etc. My lived like this, too, but more so.
Nowadays, we can’t let the children go out without supervision.
Of course the kid singing it doesn't have a clue about the good ol' days, but still a great song.
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