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Posted on 04/17/2011 12:02:26 PM PDT by OL Hickory
Remember the good ol days? Mom's smoked and drank when pregnant, you were raised on home cooking, your crib was covered with Lead Base paint, rode a bike with no helmet on gravel roads, you went outside till the street lights came on, your parents had no childproof lids or seat belts in cars, you got spanked when you misbehaved, had 3 TV channels you got up to change, school always started w/the Pledge of Allegiance, & stores were closed Sunday,you drank water out of a creek or out of water hose and YOU STILL TURNED OUT OK, if you can remember others that the kids of today would cry and wine about post em..
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My brothers and I used to take rolls of caps (remember them?) and hit the little exploding dots with a rock or hammer. Sometimes we’d fold them so we were striking several caps at a time. I can still remember that smell. We were warned over and over again we would lose a finger but we did it anyway. We all still have ten fingers.
I think it's less about the kids and more about hysterical and over-managing parents (and govt).
I never did shoot my eye out.......
They take lead out of paint but put mercury in your light bulbs.
I remember when every boy had a chipped front tooth; I remember my mother letting me drink a little beer and lots of coffee (with rich milk and sugar) when I was a kid; I remember when the milk man would occasionally deliver wonderful, powdered doughnuts with a high fat content; I remember lighting fire crackers in my hand first and then throwing them and once digging out a tire from a disgusting pond and then hanging it on a tree and swinging from it...
How I miss those awful, dangerous old days.
We did the same thing. We also used a magnifying class to explode them. We would lay in the back window of the car when my mom was driving and roll out when she came to a stop. LOL She would be arrested for child abuse now. However, I am a big believer in seat belts. We had a fun childhood, though.
Mom's what smoked?
We used to use a pin to patiently rip open each little dot on rolls of caps to collect the gunpowder inside.
Then we'd use the powder we collected to make giant firecrackers or skyrockets.
And we still have almost all our fingers.
True for Laz, if you leave out the "Base paint" part...
Yep brings back memories of the simple joys of childhood in yesteryear.
I remember summer days going to friends houses, just dropping in, not having to make a play date the way so many parents insist on nowadays.
I remember going for bike rides and packing a lunch and being gone all day with friends.
I remember playing baseball, not in a league, but just for fun, at the baseball diamond in the park.
I remember playing with friends at the park, without adult supervision.
I guess times are just different now. Nowadays, there aren’t too many things that kids can do without adult supervision, whether it’s sports or just going to friends houses. No way that kids today go for long bike rides and are gone all day.
Heck I don’t see too many kids nowadays just outside and playing. I know there’s lot of kids who live in this neighborhood, but you just don’t see them outside the way you did in the old days.
“Remember when” is the lowest form of conversation.
I know, I know....
Coke was that bottle you shook to spray at your friends rather than snort.
Maybe Tony Suprano didn’t have a “when” to remember...
I rode my bike through the mosquito spray cloud for fun.
If I got in trouble at school it was going to be twice as bad when I got home.
Remember the days when Americans could, without the help of computer software, write well and use standard grammar and punctuation?
And today, many Americans even with such technologies could not write a simple paragraph that would earn a passing grade in a 7th grade English Composition class.