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12-17-2011 05:17 PM

Black and White TV (Under age 40? 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..

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 Keds (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.

We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.

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?


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#1 posted 12-17-2011 05:41 PM

Twas a simpler time. Wish we could turn back some of it. While not all change is bad, there are many aspects of the world we live in today that I do not consider progress.
BTW-we went over to our neighbors house (more well off than we were) to watch “The Wizard of Oz” because they had a color tv and we didn’t. We were confused and mad when it started in B&W, only to be amazed when Dorothy landed in Oz.

-- Beth, Oklahoma, Rambling Road Designs

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#2 posted 12-17-2011 06:34 PM

Not only a simpler time, but less expensive. Mom and Dad let us ride our bikes miles out in the country to
swim in the river and creeks, fish, catch snapping and painted turtles, only to release them because we did
not know how to make turtle soup, but we did know how to roast a pheasant over a small fire because
we were hungry, doesn’t everyone carry salt and pepper in their hunting jacket. Jacklighting meant hunting
jackrabbits with a spotlight in the winter instead of complaining there was nothing to do weekend nights,
unless there happened to be a dance at one of the township (also called grange) halls within 30 miles. We
were just so deprived, we did not even have the sense to know it. Must remember to show my great
grandson how to make a slingshot out of surgical tubing and plywood, much faster and better than a
tree branch and tire inner tubes, which do not seem to exist anymore.

-- As ever, Gus-the 79 yr young apprentice carpenter

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#3 posted 12-17-2011 07:32 PM

Fun was taking off Saturday morning, after chores were done, to go play in the woods with a bunch of buddies. We’d play army, hide and seek, king of the hill, etc. At lunch we would get some squirrels, grouse or fish and cook them over a little campfire we made from our training in Boy Scouts. When lunch was over we made sure our campfire was completely put out and we would go back to playing. When it started getting dark, we would all get together and plan our next outing Sunday after chores and Church then we would go back out and have fun again. We had 1 black and white TV channel from 4:30pm until 10pm. There was always a 1.5 hour block for news. Then there was Lawrence Welk for an hour. Didn’t leave much time for kids programming. Oh well, we didn’t even care because we were getting our homework done or planning our next outing in the woods.

In the winter we would turn our local playground into a skating rink and all the kids and their parents would have a blast ice skating. No parents ever thought about filing a lawsuit because some bratty kids had turned the playground (covered in snow) into a skating rink making it impossible for their kids to play on the swings…..

In fall a bunch of us would take our BB guns and 22’s and go the local landfill and practice shooting. No one was ever injured because we knew how to handle firearms safely.

I miss those days a lot. Now if the computer, TV or video games aren’t working kids might as well stay in bed. It’s not worth it to them to get up…. :-(

-- Don, Diamond Lake Custom Woodworks - - "If you make something idiot proof, all they do is make a better idiot"

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#4 posted 12-17-2011 08:35 PM

What a change in such a short time. My kid squakes like a seagul if he has to do anything other than electronics. In the day I can recal riding bike to a swimming hole who knows where it is now. Fighting on the big piles of dirt and riding down them on my bike. One that’s been missed so far riding in the back of a pickup truck in the city. It’s no child endangerment.

-- If you believe you can or can not do a thing, you are correct.

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#5 posted 12-17-2011 09:30 PM

I recall going to my grandparents farm in the summer where the only water was a hand pump outside the kitchen door and waste was eliminated in an outhouse.

I recall walking a mile and a half to school each day (no, it wasn’t up hill each way) regardless of the weather.

I recall walking right through the middle of downtown with my shotgun over my shoulder to get to the other side of town where the best hunting was.

I recall going to school each day from about first grade on with my pocket knife right where it belonged, in my pocket just like nearly every other boy in school and at recess and lunch, using that knife to play mumbly peg or stretch or to do a little whittling

I recall picking strawberrys for spending money (and eating nearly as much as I turned in LOL) and delivering papers and picking up pop and beer bottles (at 2 cents per back then) and baling hay, boy do I remember baling hay.

I recall using appliance boxes from behind the Western Auto store as my B-17 bomber and my Sherman tank.

I do not recall my parents ever driving me to a “play date” or to ball practice or to the movies or to school or anywhere else for that matter unless they were dragging me somewhere that they wanted to go (and I usually did not). Shanks Mare and or my bike were my modes of transportaion and somehow or another I managed to get around just fine.

I think back on these fine, fine memories and many more that I could have recounted and I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that if any of todays youngsters read this post that they will feel intirely justified in calling me a Bald Faced Liar. ;^)

-- ♫♪♪♫♫ Saddletramp, saddletramp, I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please, saddletramp ♪♪♪♫♪ ...... Bob W....NW Michigan (Traverse City area)

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#6 posted 12-17-2011 10:07 PM

Men were men and women were women – and you could tell the difference by glancing at them. Nowadays, with all of the bling and earrings, it’s sometimes hard to tell at a glance. Of course this did not always apply during the 60s.

Boys would settle their differences with the fists, then go for a soda after the big fight. Not even a thought of a gun or knife.

Aw, the good old days – thanks for bringing back the memories Greg.

-- Bill - "Suit yourself and let the rest be pleased."

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#7 posted 12-18-2011 01:20 AM

Yep there were good things, new things, comic books, and penny candy. Father Knows Best, And Donna Reed was the ideal. My mom liked “IKE”, Kennedy was Camealot?

But there was no LJ’s? And Donna Reed was not very nice in real life. And we were kept in ignorance? Except when Uncle Walter Cronchite said what he thought on the evening news?

I’m from Chicago, and we settled differences with knives and chains?

There are many things that are really nuts today. And kids require more protction. But we just sent a 2000 pound rover to mars. :)

Hey I built vacuum tube amplifiers and designed and built my own speaker cabinets.

for some these are “the good old days?” for others not so?

-- Cau Haus Designs, Thomas J. Tieffenbacher

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#8 posted 12-18-2011 02:00 AM

Dodge ball … smear the queer (no offence but thats what it was called even by the teachers) doing recess … getting supeneded from school meant staying in a room all day doing nothing but work with no interaction with the other kids … the principal had a paddle with holes in it hanging on the wall for thoose exceptionaly bad days .. herpes was the worse thing you thought about catching … the local cops gave you the worse sentence possible .. they brought you home to maa and pop …

The funny thing was today at work i was talking to a bunch of the younger about the ways things used to be and the spent most of the time laughing and trying to call BS … ahhh the youths these day will just never understand ….

PS … dont forget about ringer washing machines …. my fingers still ache thinking about them ..

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#9 posted 12-18-2011 03:41 AM

Ditto to all of the above. The “way it was” was traditional family values, sound work ethics, being a decent human being, not doing to others that we don’t want done to us and being thankful for our blessings big and small. May God bless you all abundantly. LittlePAW

-- LittlePAW - The sweetest sound in my shop, next to Mozart, is what a hand plane makes slicing a ribbon.

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#10 posted 12-18-2011 05:46 AM

Damn Greg, It sounds like you grew up at the ranch with me! You could be the brother my folks never told me about! You left out the part about having to chop enough wood for the day before you could have breakfast.

-- " I'll try to be nicer, if you'll try to be smarter" gfadvm

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#11 posted 12-18-2011 06:45 AM

I often wonder what future generations will have as good memories growing up. It definitely will not be the same as we those of us who are 60+. Will Nintendo, video games, computers and TV…just to mention a few…be their source of “the good old days”?

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#12 posted 12-18-2011 06:57 AM

Yup all so true,I remember that each kid in the neighborhood had a different whistle his mom would blow to call us home for supper.We all knew our call. On the ranch if it had four legs and fur we would try to ride it! 50+ years later some of the falls(which were really funny) still hurt. Everybody laughed,and generally nobody got hurt. They were great times and sadly young people will never know how great they were.

-- "certified sawdust maker"

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#13 posted 12-18-2011 05:44 PM

Those that survive will have their nastalgia (sp?) It is my hope that visual stimulation such as video games will not take away creativity?

My dad said that he didn’t envy me for the world I have to grow up in. Yet here we are?

LOL I am seeing a kid who loves to play with hands on toys while his parents are lost on their smart phones. Oh yea, my wife is 15 years younger than me. I’m reading my wood working books in bed, and she has her “kindal (sp?)” She has her childhood memories relating to tv and they are different than mine. :)

-- Cau Haus Designs, Thomas J. Tieffenbacher

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#14 posted 12-18-2011 06:50 PM

I have a grandson that likes video games, but he also can outshoot his grandfather at archery on the
targets him and his dad have just out beyond the garage. Next summer we will find out if he can shoot
better at gophers with my Ruger mini-14 with a sniper scope. You should have seen his eyes when the
bull elk his father called in during archery season streched out his neck and bugled from 15 yards and I
thought shirt buttons were going to pop when he and his father held the bulls head up, one on each
antler for the picture. Do not know if he will get into wood working, but he is definitely hooked on
hunting. My youngest son, in the background on my picture finished 5 years in the Marines with tours
in Iraq & Afghanistan and also likes video games and hunting. If we do not help create the right memories,
it is not their fault.

-- As ever, Gus-the 79 yr young apprentice carpenter

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#15 posted 12-20-2011 08:30 PM

Regarding B&W TV, I actually repaired the damned things.

Every generation venerates their past and laments the state of the current world. That’s human nature. Don’t worry, today’s youngsters will be lamenting their “simpler world” in years to come. As the Who said, the kids are alright.

Oh, one more thing: today’s music is awful.

-- Altruism is, ultimately, self-serving

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