Posted on 09/27/2014 4:53:18 PM PDT by navysealdad
What a wonderful life we had as kids, not a worry in the world. Whether one era or another was "better" depends on whom you ask. For example, some people think the "good old days" were always better, because these people are not happy with their current life, so they think the past was superior to how things are now.
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Criminals and the incurably insane were put away so the rest of society could enjoy being outside.
I was a climber-—trees, top of corral fence, a thingy my dad used to pull motors out of cars. I fell off that motor thingy and my mom and aunt thought it had killed me but only knocked the breath out of me. That big black walnut tree would be swaying when we climbed it. Love black walnuts but they were messy. My dad built a thing he and others called a Spinning Jenny. It was a long piece of wood, “nailed” to a tree stump and it would go a full circle. As kids we loved that thing but we would be very dizzy afterwards. Memories.
Just remembered something. Someone in my family would add sugar to bacon grease and eat that. My mom cooked liver and onions but I never liked that. Or brain and eggs. Yuck!
Someone had a bomb shelter displayed in front of my school. That thing was tiny. Looked like it was for one person. May have been a display model.
I was talking to my mom about 15 years ago. I asked her where she was the happiest and she said the house we lived in where most of us were born. I am not sure where my older sister and brother were born.
Did not have number 1, 2, knew one who had polio but no one with scarlet fever, no quarantines, neighbor had phone but we did not get one until about 1955, space heaters/fireplaces, had icebox until 1954, always had a car.
I grew up in a city during the 70s. Our parks were a bit worn and rough but structurally well-maintained.
We had a metal version of your homemade ride. It was a large flat disk on an axle and had metal pipe handles to hang on with.
The bigger kids would set it spinning and the smaller kids would try to hold on.
I understand they've been banned by our wonderful modern day liberal caretakers. Yippee.
I'd rather go back to "dangerous liberty" and abandond this "safe slavery."
My elementary school was next to the high school. I remember going to the HS to get polio vaccine on/in a sugar cube. Seems we may have gotten it another way but can not remember it. We moved from the es when I was in 5th grade which was 1954-55. So, vaccine was around in the early 50’s.
You were blessed to have known your grandparents. I never knew my granddads and one grandmother. That is one reason I love having my 2 great granddaughers. My husband and a daughter died before they were born and that is so sad. We have wonderful memories of them.
Don’t get me started on what the powerful have done to our playgrounds. No large slides, nothing that “might” hurt a kid. I loved those slides, the bar thing that we used our hands/feet to walk across. Funny, I do not remember walking on top of it. Guess the teachers did not allow it. People today do not allow kids to be kids. They start dressing them like adults before pre-school. That is so wrong. I remember my late husband telling my older daughter and her friends not to climb in and out of his bass fishing boat. One did, fell out and broke her arm. No big deal. Her mom took her to the dr, had a cast put on and I do not know this for a fact but I imagine they kept doing that. Accidents happen. I often wonder what happened to her and my daughter’s other friends. I did find one on Facebook.
I loved those slides, the bar thing that we used our hands/feet to walk across. Funny, I do not remember walking on top of it. Guess the teachers did not allow it.
We walked across the top.
Most of us had pocket knives. We were told to put them away in school, even during recess.
The 70s were not perfect, but everybody I know was much happier then.
Good for you. : )
You talk like your generation was the only one that has lived, defended the country, or had a good childhood.
You watch too much TV. Most people in this country have it just as good, if not better than America in the fifties. I’f it were still the fifties, you most likely would have died by now. I am not suggesting that would be good—just stating that life has gotten better in the last sixty years in so many ways. Focusing on what you see on the news is narrowing your view by way too much.
Looks like things improved for you folks in the mid-fifties.
Same with us. I bought my mother a fan and you’d think I gave her a car,she was so pleased. She even called her sister to come over and see it. (These were not stupid women,they were just women that had little).
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Wow, does that bring back memories. My dad got the fan part from somewhere and made a window fan. Houses were made differently back then. A fan could be put in one window blowing out, and would pull in cool night air from another one. When I was in college, one building I had classes in was ac. My dad could fix anything. We had a fireplace in the 2nd farmhouse we lived in. He got a fan or that is what it looked like, made a motor for it, plugged it in and cut trees into logs. He did not need a chainsaw!
You watch too much TV.
I don’t watch TV.
You presume too much and you are awfully full of yourself. Your mind does not contain the sum of all knowledge.
I grew up in a very liberal, big city during the 70s and watched progressives work towards the destruction of great country.
Our National Space Agency is now focused on Moslem outreach and our environazis in the federal government would not allow a project even remotely similar to the Hoover Dam.
Ain’t it freakin’ wonderful?
“A fan could be put in one window blowing out, and would pull in cool night air from another one.”
That was my “air conditioning” through the 60s and 70s.:-)
I am spoiled rotten now,and have become more aware of it after reading all of these posts.
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Ever hear of the broadband infratstructure?
It was the largest privately funded construction project in the history of the world. You use it every day. And you did not even know it was going on around you.
I am not full of myself. I am merely aware.
Maybe you SHOULD watch TV.
Not worth arguing with you about something this silly.
Live in the past. The 70’s were fun, and so were the 80’s. Things started to peter out when Eddie Money stopped filling venues and started playing fairs.
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