Going to Sunday mass ... and no stores were open that day. Also, no food for at least 12 hours or liquids for an hour before church (if you wanted to go to communion, of course)
Playing baseball in the middle of the street. Always lots of guys to play with (also having to go get the ball out of Mrs. Lewis' yard after banging her awnings - nasty chore)
Riding our bikes at night behind the mosquito abatement trucks that came down the street and getting lost in the fog (all the while breathing it in because it smelled good)
Being home sick and Dad bringing me home a 45rpm song I loved called "Black Slacks"
....oh, and when cokes were finally bottled in 8 oz bottles, nothing tasted greater than an ice cold coke.
....Does anyone remember how long before Pepsi came out?