I attended elementary school. First I attended a private Catholic school in Connecticut, and then when my father was promoted we moved and I attended a public school in Western Pennsylvania.
Posted on 12/23/2018 3:04:15 AM PST by vannrox
Here, I would like to relate a little about what it was like growing up as a boy in Pennsylvania. For, I am a native born American who lived through the 1960’s and through the 1970’s. I am pretty typical for my generation. The 1970’s was the decade of Richard Nixon and Gerald Ford. It ended on a whimper with Jimmy Carter at the helm. Here we talk about the 1960’s and 1970’s and what it was like growing up at that time. School
I attended elementary school. First I attended a private Catholic school in Connecticut, and then when my father was promoted we moved and I attended a public school in Western Pennsylvania.
Before I started work, I was permitted an allowance. My sisters both received an allowance with no strings attached. Mine was contingent upon my successful completion of my chores, and usually meant that I would get “paid” after I mowed the grass on Saturday (shoveled the drive in the Winter).
As a kid, my allowance of $1.00 per week was given to me every Saturday afternoon after the grass was successfully mowed. The hardest part was deciding how to spend it and get the very most out of every penny. Of course, a trip to the corner store for candy always figured into the picture!
One of my favorite treats was Dubble Bubble – a hard piece of pink bubble gum that included a tiny printed comic tucked between the gum and the outer wrapper, all for just a penny. I remember my first experience with inflation – the day when the
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How adorable are those kids?!? Not a bad picture in the entire group.
And we might have evidence that teaching’s so easy even a caveman can do it. The ‘70s ‘dos are hilarious.
I see inflation had already crept in - growing up in the 40s and 50s the allowance was $.25 ...
By the 70s teaching had already turned into a gigantic paper work one size fits all concept at least in NJ and FL. Teaching to the test was in and so I was out.
Did that teacher moonlight as Wolfman Jack?
Born in 1956 I grew up on a 240 acre farm with what became a national wild river running through it. In rural northern Wisconsin.
Most of my free time was spent hunting, fishing and trapping.
I spent more time in canoes then I ever did on a bike cycle.
For me my childhood was fantastic one could not ask for a better one. We were not rich being one of eight meant a lot of hand me downs.
During my Jr. to SR. high years I made money making hay working at a filling station pumping he , mowing lawns, catching minnows for the local bait shop ect and trapping.
I made more money trapping in a month then I did working all summer at a job. I carried guns to school on the bus to spend a week end at a buddies house for hunting.
It was a fantastic time to grow up.
I never got an allowance. By 12 I was mowing three lawns all summer. So that was $15 a week. This was in addition to ours.
I hate mowing lawns.
My dream house sits on a big cement pad without any lawn.
Growing up in the 60’s and 70’s sucked.
A friend of mine, born in 1959 or so, put himself through college trapping on the Minnesota River just outside of the Twin Cities, MN.
In 1975 I back-packed in Wyoming for two weeks by myself at the age of 15. (I still can’t figure out why my parents allowed me - and encouraged me.)
In 1977 I was in love with a gal that loved to ride horses, fish and hunt - and those were the days when a gal like that didn’t have to become transgender to “be who they really are.”
I was born in 1958. Before I started 1st grade I was roaming the neighborhood with a pack of kids just like the Little Rascals.
in the 70’s my daddy would have lectured sternly and taken the mower away from me if I had stupidly mowed the lawn that close to another person kneeling on the ground..
By the ‘70s, I was out of school — thank Heaven. I feel that the education I got in NY State was excellent. Times sure have changed, and it seems that the quality seemed to have deteriorated quickly starting in the ‘70s.
I always keep in mind that our current president grew up in the 50s, 60s and 70s like many of us here. For that reason he remembers the quality of life during those years, and it’s deterioration.
He also knew an America that was second to none. Confident, and with class.
Like any great American inventor or thinker, Henry Ford, Steve Jobs, Carnegie etc.Trump sees the final product before the rest of us do.
Grew up in the 70’s myself. Summer itinerary: get up, bowl of cheerios, out the door. Riding bikes with our buddies near the drainage canal (nice and hilly, for those of us actively emulating Evel Knievel). Home for lunch (soup & sammich) back out the door for more bike riding, at the heat of the day my buddies would join me at home for a dip in the pool. Dinner with the family and then whatever god-awful TV shows that predominated back then. If they were re-runs then back out for one last bike ride before the streetlights came on. Bikes were freedom. Parents cooperated with each other keeping an eye on the kids. Probably one of the best times in history to be a kid.
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Grew up about the same time but in California. We had a huge family, so the money was thin but we had delights like drive-in movies where all of us could see first-run movies cheaply from our 1955 Ford station wagon.
I had two paper routes, one in the morning before school and another in the evening after school. Half of my money went to the family, half to my model airplane habit.
I had my first paying job somewhere around 12, maybe 13 running a tractor loader and riding lawn mower. By 15 I hired out to farmers to run tractor and trucks. At 16 I hired on as a truck driver to do custom combining out of state, without a drivers license. The day after I turned 18 I joined the Army.
When I was 15 I asked my dad for a motorcycle, as all my friends had one. He said yes, I could have one just as soon as I earned the money.
At 17 I wanted a car, same story only this time when I had the cash he insisted I pay for the insurance.
The end result of all of that is that we have a very high credit rating, own valuable property and have an IRA.
With our simple lifestyle, we make more money than we can spend. You have no idea how bothersome it is to have spare cash with bank interest rates at a mere fraction of a percent.
That Strawberry Point School picture. Just look at the racism there. I just wonder what treachery was employed to get that poor little black boy to smile? Look at the lack of diversity there. No wonder America is such a shambles today!
(Just exercising the left side of my brain)
Yeah, i was born in ‘55. Transgender, never heard of it. Mowing lawns and bagging groceries for money, first car 62 buick skylark. you could camp almost anywhere in Michigan. grew up in Flint, always excited about the new car models coming in the fall. days long gone.
“How adorable are those kids?!? “
Yeah, but the teacher looks like a serial killer.
“I see inflation had already crept in - growing up in the 40s and 50s the allowance was $.25 …”
Me too... $.25 was my weekly allowance... and saved it. And a nickel for working in tobacco field for a day.
Great pixs in the post... a little after my time. I grew up in the 50s and 60s. First pix brought back a big memory, my first car sitting there... 57 Chevy.
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