Posted on 04/18/2015 5:32:00 PM PDT by Daffynition
Mommyshorts.com asked their readers to submit childhood throwback pictures from the 70's and 80's. Judging by these pictures, it's a miracle the generation survived. Here are 20 things parents did back then that would be considered completely questionable today:
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I had to explain to my mom that she couldn’t take the disposable camera with pics of her grandbabies in the bathtub to Walmart for developing because she’s be reported for kiddie porn.
Her reaction? “What sort of a sick person would see anything sexual about two toddlers taking a bath??”
She’s right.
We live in an over-reactive, sick world with suspicious people everywhere. People who see wrong in innocence. People who see sex in a mother nursing her baby or a sweet photo of babies playing naked in the bath. People who are trying to cause trouble where there is none.
People need to mind their own business.
Often, we’d ride our bikes for miles to get to the trailheads....and still be home in time for dinner.
Yeah, gramps would just talk about how he was a kid in NYC just walking around looking at stuff - buy a frank and a Nedicks orange soda ... take the subway home ... on weekends he’d take a subway to Canarsie, maybe to the beach there. Thing was, he was only 8 or 10 ....
The *one* motto in our house....is *you catch ‘em you clean ‘em*. ;)
Hope you had a good ‘treiver to help you.
Maybe 1/2 of Japanese kids commute 1 hour or more on the train every day, alone.
IT'S NORMAL.
Mom (RIP) used a barber strop.
BFLR
I was forced to play outdoors.
ouch.
One of my sons, as a toddler, voluntarily shared a crate with a black lab.
He is now a university administrator.
Not as imspressive as the hunter kid, but I rode my bike by myself to the library at age 9-10-11 about 1/2 mile from my house. I was reading the Dr Doolittle series (original) This was in the mid 1960s...
I’m so old that I remember that the only Band-Aids were white. Telephones were all black, and you actually had to put your fingers in the holes and dial them..................if you dialed “O”, the operator, a real person, answered. I even had a key to tighten my roller skates. I wore it on a chain around my neck.
Damn this dementia, if it were not for that, I could come up with so many more.
My buddies and I would take our shotguns to High School so we could hunt after school. One day I got called to the office. I’d left my door unlocked and one of the coaches wanted me to be aware of it. About 10 years ago one of my friends kids took his shotgun to school. Turkey season. He got expelled.
Me and two friends checked out of school to go hunting in Eutaw, Al. Bout 100 miles away or so. The nice lady behind the desk asked “where are ya’ll going”. “Huntin’” I said.
“Where are you going?” Me: Eutaw
Utah? Me: Yep
Her: “Wow, that’s a long way. Are you flying?”
Me(slightly confused): Well no, we’re driving.
Her: All the way to Utah? Me: Well, yea. Her: Goodness! Well when are you coming back? Me: Monday. Her: Monday! How in the world are you driving all the way to Utah and planning on being back by Monday? Me: It’s not that far. Her: It must be at least 1500 miles!
Now I’m beginning to see that we have a slight communication problem. Which seems to happen even today when I talk to women. But whatever. So, it finally dawns on me. No ma’am. Eutaw. Alabama! Killed a deer too...
Every good neighborhood had a sandlot. I'm sure the property belonged to someone who didn't care if kids used it. We played almost every afternoon, in season.
And in *Choosing up Sides*, it had to be decided if there *cupsies* or *NO-cupsies.*
And our PE teachers let us play dodge ball! Heaven forbid!
And on days we had to bring our own lunch to school, we could bring peanut butter & jelly sandwiches without having a lock-down or HAZMAT teams show up.
I heard this about my dad’s cousin. His father was an entrepreneur and when Bobby was 14 he drove 20 miles to the next town to get ice and delivered it to homes on the way back. THis was in the mid 1940s.
If you still had a key at the start of a new season of skating...you were *king*.
Our sidewalks were made of slate.....so skating was pretty tricky. ;)
I had to dry the dishes every night and walk the dog. I could even stay out after dark if we kids stayed under the street light. Oh, we played cowboys and Indians with cap guns.
THATS THE WAY TO TRAVEL!!!
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