How did we ever survive?
11-16-2010, 11:10 PM
#101
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I remember sitting very still listening to the radio: The Lone Ranger, Mr Keen Tracerof lost Persons, Intersanctum, Lux Theather, Hit Parade. We had imaginations then.
You called your elders Mr. or Mrs., you aid yes mam/sir, please and thank you, you knew better than act up.
aS One previous poster said, I remember not having buble gum during the war and the ladies talking about no hose.
I also remember how the country came together during the war and almost everyone was involved with the war effort in some way,
I think a lot of this is alive in small towns, they haven't been totally ruined yet.
You called your elders Mr. or Mrs., you aid yes mam/sir, please and thank you, you knew better than act up.
aS One previous poster said, I remember not having buble gum during the war and the ladies talking about no hose.
I also remember how the country came together during the war and almost everyone was involved with the war effort in some way,
I think a lot of this is alive in small towns, they haven't been totally ruined yet.
11-17-2010, 12:15 AM
#102
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Join Date: Mar 2010
Posts: 342
I remember all that and more. Remember the neighbor and or block Welcome Wagon people. They would bring over dishes of food when you moved into the neighborhood, to renters as well as buyers. And when someone had a death in the family, again came the dishes of food and and offers to watch the kids (for free) while the adults were busy making arraingements and handling the people coming and going from the wake and the funeral visitations. We were never in fear some stranger would snatch us and do terrible things to us , because some one was always around watching us play and it was virtually unheard of. The world and life was not in constant kaos , and we didn't need prosac to try and live a normal life. Sure people drank, but had enough sense to take their butts to bed and sleep it off. Not look look for trouble anywhere they found it. Happy drunks!! Mean drunks slept it off at the jail, till they could find their happy face again!And most would walk to the jail for their bed time, without having to be dragged in for it. They knew who they were. Funny we alot like Mayberry back then. Today your scared to eat the food someone brings, and to let your sight of your child for even a second for fear your neighbor might not be, who they say they are. How did the world get this bad??
11-17-2010, 02:46 AM
#103
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Originally Posted by Chasing Hawk
Black and White TV (Under age 45? You won't understand.)
You could hardly see for all the snow,
Spread the rabbit ears as far as they go.
Pull a chair up to the TV set,
'Good Night, David.
Good Night, Chet.'
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning.
I am just 42, but this is how I grew up... March on sister!
My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter and I used to eat it raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting e..coli.
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.
We all took gym, not PE...and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now.
Flunking gym was not an option... even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.
Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention when we got home.
We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.
In those days I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.
I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.
Oh yeah... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!
We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked.
Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either; because if we did we got our butt spanked there and then we got our butt spanked again when we got home.
I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off.
Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house.
Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.
To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family.
How could we possibly have known that?
We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes.
We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!
How did we ever survive?
JUST A REMINDER TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA; AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T, SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. I WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING!
You could hardly see for all the snow,
Spread the rabbit ears as far as they go.
Pull a chair up to the TV set,
'Good Night, David.
Good Night, Chet.'
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning.
I am just 42, but this is how I grew up... March on sister!
My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter and I used to eat it raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting e..coli.
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.
We all took gym, not PE...and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now.
Flunking gym was not an option... even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.
Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention when we got home.
We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.
In those days I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.
I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.
Oh yeah... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!
We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked.
Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either; because if we did we got our butt spanked there and then we got our butt spanked again when we got home.
I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off.
Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house.
Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.
To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family.
How could we possibly have known that?
We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes.
We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!
How did we ever survive?
JUST A REMINDER TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA; AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T, SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. I WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING!
11-17-2010, 05:31 AM
#104
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Originally Posted by lab fairy
Originally Posted by pookie ookie
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
Oh yeah, party-line telephones (my MIL was still on a party-line into the early 1990's), only 3 TV stations, imaginative playing outside... the list goes on. Some pro some con.
11-17-2010, 05:57 AM
#105
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Join Date: Aug 2009
Location: SC
Posts: 1,309
oh I remember all of that. One time my we went to the lake behind our house. My Grannie was watching us and we stayed too long...we weren't even supposed to be there. When the four of us came out of those woods she was waiting on us with a switch....me, mys sister, and the two neighbor kids were switched all the way home! Then we all got it again when our dads came home@ lol!
11-17-2010, 08:04 AM
#106
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Originally Posted by galvestonangel
You called your elders Mr. or Mrs., you aid yes mam/sir, please and thank you, you knew better than act up.
I think a lot of this is alive in small towns, they haven't been totally ruined yet.
I think a lot of this is alive in small towns, they haven't been totally ruined yet.
But the funniest thing about her is that she has had a really hard time grasping that she can call adults by their first name when she is at work. She told me that "its just not proper". :lol:
Billy
11-17-2010, 03:37 PM
#108
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Join Date: May 2010
Location: Orig from PA; now living in EA WA
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I lived next door to a boy that was 11 months older than me. One day he would not let me have my wagon so I hit him over the head with a dog chain! Other than a scar and a few stitches - no real damage, thank goodness. For my graduation, his mother gave me a charm for my bracelet that represented the dog chain! What memories!
11-20-2010, 03:22 PM
#110
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I remember playing outside til whenever after dinner was over and my parents not worrying that either me or my siblings were going to be abducted by the local predator. that predator then was probably the neighborhood dog who was most likely killing the possums or chasing the skunks or whatever else moved at night. Catching fireflies in a mayo jar and then letting them go after about 30 minutes just to catch more. I grew up on a farm and we made our own games - standing out on the hot asphalt road in bare feet to see who stay on it the longest. Very little traffic so almost no auto interference. My kids hear that and know I'm crazy but we thought it was fun. Rotten tomato fights if too many ripened at once or after the first frost, then we had rotten green tomato fights.
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