Do you remember???
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Texasdeb | Thursday, June 26, 2003 - 10:20 pm     Chatting is great Suitsmefine, us small town gals will stick together. |
Bobbie_552001 | Friday, June 27, 2003 - 03:33 am     Small town gals...I went to a very small high school with a graduating class of 30. My son will graduate from the same high school with a graduation class of 33. I too wouldn't have it any other way. When I was young "going in to town" meant that it was a treat if we could go once a month....and if Dad had sold pigs we just might get new shoes. Going out to eat...was unheard of. Growing up we lived in a very small farm house...three girls, one bathroom. One very small bathroom. It is the oldest home in a fifty mile radius. After my divorce, I moved back in to that old farm house with my children. Still only one bathroom...no air conditioning...but its home. |
Juju2bigdog | Sunday, June 29, 2003 - 11:16 am     Has anybody mentioned wig hats yet? This must have been a fad in the early 60's. It was a cold weather hat that had about three inch long acrylic fur that you could brush up to look like a hairdo. It drove me crazy yesterday trying to think of the song that mentioned wig hats. Finally thought of it, Devil With the Blue Dress by Mitch Ryder and the Detroit Wheels. Looked up the lyrics this morning, and you can tell somebody not of that era posted the lyrics. They put a comma between wig and hat, as though the singer is speaking of two different items. Not so. It was a wig-hat. |
Sanfranjoshfan | Sunday, June 29, 2003 - 11:24 am     Jujubigdog - Is this what you're talking about? http://www.eurosouvenirs.net/acatalog/Wig_Hats.html |
Juju2bigdog | Sunday, June 29, 2003 - 05:33 pm     SanFran, actually a bit more like this, and then we brushed it down to make a smooth bouffant style:
If I can find my old pics, I will scan one. |
Tabbyking | Sunday, June 29, 2003 - 06:55 pm     gosh, dr. kildare and nehru jackets, jingle-jumps, penny candy, and going to the theater with a 6-pack of empty soda bottles as payment. gas for 27 cents a gallon. full service...and they gave you gifts, too! shirley temple drinking glasses, bowls, stamps, all kinds of freebies! being able to play a block from home with all the kids, the dogs running free, riding our stingrays and no fear from the parents about some predator after us. having people think we were the Beardsleys because we always had so many kids stuffed into the car! |
Bobbie_552001 | Sunday, June 29, 2003 - 07:21 pm     3.2 beer and strawberry hill....if my kids only knew, or maybe they do? skinny dipping in the river with our cousins... lying in bed at night listening to the crickets chirp... lying in bed at night, with someone, listening to crickets chirp.... |
Juju2bigdog | Sunday, June 29, 2003 - 07:23 pm     Bobbie, if you go to Not1worry's house right now in the Right Now thread, you can listen to crickets chirp. |
Bobbie_552001 | Sunday, June 29, 2003 - 07:48 pm     Thanks Juju....suppose that she will let my crawl into bed and listen?? Any other way just wouldn't be the same....lol |
Readonly | Tuesday, July 01, 2003 - 10:51 am     Do you remember waking up early in the summer and realizing you didn't have to go to school? The breeze blowing through the open windows promised a warm day in the sun, a day of exploring in the woods, riding bikes down unused dirt roads, and lying on the soft green grass, staring at the clouds floating by. We'd have a picnic lunch, baloney on white bread, slathered with copius amounts of mayonaise, and cut into triangles, which always made it taste better. Sometimes we'd have a quick rain storm, and we'd run into the house and put on our bathing suits. Then, after the rain had passed, we'd stand under the trees and pull on the branches and take a shower. We'd eat watermelon and spit the seeds at each other. Or we'd pick a tomato, warm from the garden and have it as a snack, after brushing off the dirt, or not. At night we'd go to bed completely exhausted, anticipating another day of completely new adventures. Wouldn't it be fun if we could visit now and then? |
Cablejockey | Tuesday, July 01, 2003 - 11:04 am     I do remember thoses summer days. The thrill of having the whole day to yourself, doing stuff with your friends--we were only bored when it rained. Our mothers would literally toss us out of the house in the morning because we were in their way. We would build forts, ride our bikes in parades we would make up, pack picnic lunches and go off in the fields and woods. I just shake my head thinking of a child having that kind of freedom today. At night we would stay out and play as the adults would sit around talking. When I think of all the excerise we would get from non-stop running around.... |
Texasdeb | Thursday, July 03, 2003 - 06:35 pm     I remember life b/4 puters: my house was very clean, my family didn't feel deprived of the "Leave it to Beaver" life, if I was up late, it was because I couldn't sleep not because I was afraid of missing someone's cute post, I actually enjoyed "window shopping" (now I shop w/lists & get out of there ASAP), jokes were faxed to you in black & wht, I was doing my job manually (accounting), many, many more things. |
Biloxibelle | Saturday, July 05, 2003 - 01:43 pm     I have really enjoyed this thread. Brought back a ton of memories. I can remember falling asleep at night with the windows open and at first the sheet would be so cool and if they warmed up before you fell asleep you tried to wiggle to a cooler spot on them. My dad would be sitting outside listening to the ball game on the radio and I could hear it through the window. Anyone remember Fuzzy Wuzzy Soap? You got it wet then sat it on the tub and it grew fuzz. Now I wonder what in the world I was bathing with. Or going some place on vacation and every time you parked a parking lot they plastered your car with bumper stickers. As kids we loved it, I can remember dad's face turning a number of shades of red if we happened to be in a new car. |
Draheid | Saturday, July 05, 2003 - 01:48 pm     Wow, Biloxibelle, Fuzzy Wuzzy soap brought a flash memory of, I think, a jingle from way back: Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear, Fuzzy wuzzy had no hair, So Fuzzy wuzzy wasn't fuzzy was he. Sheesh, the things we remember from childhood! Thanks! |
Cathie | Saturday, July 05, 2003 - 01:57 pm     I remember that rhyme, too! Was that also the name of the slate toy with a drawing of a bald man encasd in clear plastic, with magnetic shavings and a small magnetic wand that you used to drag the shavings to cover his head and face for hair and a beard? My first lessons in 'drag and drop'--no wonder I like my computer so much! |
Texasdeb | Saturday, July 05, 2003 - 03:08 pm     Too funny Cathie - I dragged & dropped this way too! I still have my "chatty Cathy" doll too although now when you pull the string she sounds like an old man in a barrol on a bad eight track tape. |
Cathie | Saturday, July 05, 2003 - 04:49 pm     I finally remembered the name of that toy--it was Wooly Willy. Here's a link to it: http://www.smethporthistory.org/smethportspeciality/wollypage.htm |
Cjr | Saturday, July 05, 2003 - 04:57 pm     Cathie, I took my Wooly willy on long car trips as a kid. Hours of fun. Love the name now! Texasdeb, my favorite doll was my Chatty Cathy. She was named after me! . |
Cathie | Tuesday, August 12, 2003 - 09:24 am     I recently saw Wooly Willy (brand new) for sale at a Cracker Barrel restaurant in FL and bought one for my great nephew, so the tradition still lives, lol! |
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