I remember playing Cowboys and Indians with cap guns fully loaded. Bike rides out in the country several miles from home. As a kid when around adults you were to be seen but not heard. Grandmother cooked on a wood stove in the kitchen. We killed the chicken we had for Sunday dinner. And when in the Military in jump school we jumped out of C-119's.
How OLD are you.
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I remember all of that, except I never understood jumping out of a perfectly good airplane. I was in artillery (M101 105 mm howitzers) and and infantry weapons platoon (81 mm mortars). I can still hear the rattling of the stove lids as it was fired up in the morning.
I remember telling my dad we needed to get seatbelts for the 62 Ford Ranch Wagon. It had holes for two front seat belts only. He bought them at the auto parts store we were in at the time.
THE pivotal moment when we became a docile, self-enslaving society. '62's about right.
I remember using darts with real points, and using a party line phone.
We would sometimes resort to either the fuzzy heads from cattails or burdox if we were feeling mean. Those really left you itching.
I remember when you had to have a strong right leg to start a motorcycle.
My first movie at a Drive-In was Easy Rider which started my love for motorcycles. Captain America is the paint scheme on my current bike.
My first movie at a Drive-In was Easy Rider which started my love for motorcycles. Captain America is the paint scheme on my current bike.
I have hitch-hiking thousands of miles during my younger days. Not having a car and not having much in the way of money made this the best way to get around. Met some interesting folks and never got stranded too long.
Was it one of these? My now wife had one in her college years - or at least borrowed it from the family stable. Europeans!I had a college roommate whose car had a two stroke engine maybe 3 cyl, and when I was in college we won the NCAA Div 1 ice hockey. A guy on the team was 5’11” (another clue this was not recent), played in the NHL 19 seasons, and he coached the Washington Capitals. Pretty sure Dell as a co was invented around this time too
Not gonna lie I’d gladly go back like I’m in an Eddie Money song
Raucous, noisy Saab 96 3cyl
Cap guns and neighborhood ball games and kick the can until the street lights came on.
Wintertime: sledding and tube riding and ice scating on frozen ponds.
Captain Kangaroo before going to school in the morning.
Wintertime: sledding and tube riding and ice scating on frozen ponds.
Captain Kangaroo before going to school in the morning.
I'm so old that when we went out to play, my parents had no idea where we were, who we were with or what we were up to.
I'm so old that going to Burger King was a treat, and a rare one at that.
I'm so old we had one rotary phone and one B&W TV in the house.
I'm so old that I remember the TV repairman coming to the house with his tube tester and one time telling us it was the picture tube
I'm so old that there were dirt roads where my Grandmother lived and my uncle, who was in the DPW, let me drive the road grader!
I'm so old that when we went to Flemington Speedway or East Windsor, the stands were packed every Friday and Saturday.
I'm so old that I saw Billy Joel perform at my college in 1978 for $5.00 per ticket and that was front row, center!
Fortunately, I'm not so old, 67, that I've forgotten any of these wonderful (mostly) childhood memories.
I'm so old that going to Burger King was a treat, and a rare one at that.
I'm so old we had one rotary phone and one B&W TV in the house.
I'm so old that I remember the TV repairman coming to the house with his tube tester and one time telling us it was the picture tube
I'm so old that there were dirt roads where my Grandmother lived and my uncle, who was in the DPW, let me drive the road grader!
I'm so old that when we went to Flemington Speedway or East Windsor, the stands were packed every Friday and Saturday.
I'm so old that I saw Billy Joel perform at my college in 1978 for $5.00 per ticket and that was front row, center!
Fortunately, I'm not so old, 67, that I've forgotten any of these wonderful (mostly) childhood memories.
And the number when talked about started with a name. My parents number started with CH for Charter. The plug on the phone cord had 4 big pins.
As a kid in my parents cars, the seatbelts were tucked out of sight between the seat and back, so they wouldn't get in the way.
I always checked for nickels and dimes in the change return slot from those. Drove my mother nuts.
WIlliams 8 became 948. Round and round the dial went.
My Dad talked about that - he served in the Army from '64-'68Back in the early 70's we had beer machines in the barracks, Quarter a can.
