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remember the 60's?

quickdraw said:
Actually I remeber the 50's but I thought this was good:):)


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On the way home today- the radio was playing "Wolverton Mountain"-- and I had the grandkids shocked that I was singing along and knew all the words to this "new song" they'd never heard.... :roll: :wink: :lol:
 
The Sixtys were a great time to grow up. You could smoke, drink and eat food fried in lard and it didn't hurt you.

We'd trap gophers for a dime apiece and then peddle our bikes to the country store. We'd buy pop for a dime and a box of .22 shorts for fifty cents and spend the afternoon shooting rats at the dump.

Nobody called the cops and if they did the cops would tell them to mind their own business and leave those kids alone. :wink: :wink: :D :D
 
Ahhhh...brings back memories...........

We usta go out lizzard huntin with the bb guns. This was when we were still a lil young for .22's. age 6 or 7.

I remember one summer, stayin with my grandma. The bb gun stayed standin up in the corner behind the front door. I asked grandma if I could go shoot birds...she said sureeeeeeee....just don't shoot the country birds..only shoot the city birds. (she lived out in the middle of no where LOL) So out I go......sittin right there on the front porch.....and a bird landed on the high line......I took aim.......and shot. To my surprise the bird did a spiral and hit the ground!!!!!!!!!! :o I jumped and ran and grabbed it up and took off to go find grandma to show her my prize! All excited cuz I'd actually hit one.
Well......that's the only spankin I ever remember grandma givin me. I'd shot a country bird (blue jay) I didnt know the difference between a country and city bird. I learned real fast after that which ones were which. LOL
 
Pop was a dime a bottle. If you took the bottle out of the store, you had to pay two cents deposit. I always kept my bicycle in town in my grandparents' garage, so I could ride it on pavement and sidewalks that we sure didn't have out at the ranch. It was fun after school to ride the bicycle around town looking for empty pop bottles. If you found five of them, you could trade them in at the store for a bottle of pop. Of course, you had to drink it all on the spot or come up with two more pennies. :wink:
 
Can't say I do... Can't say I remember much of the 70's either but I do a little bit.. Just a touch....

And before you get any ideas, It was because I was born in 75... NOt for any other reasons that one might forget a decade :P :lol: :lol:
 
I lived in a little town along the Trans Canada highway, and my friend's folks owned a gas station, so my memories of the sixties are of the hippies stopping for gas. I still remember one bunch with a tent trailer behind a car. The car was loaded up, and two were flopped on top of the tent trailer going down the hiway. I also remember the pop machines, where you had to slide your selected bottle down the rails they hung on, over to a slot and then pull it up to release it. Quite a difference from today's can version.
 
I went to a tourist trap in Indiana that had a machine like that still.. This would have been.. Oh shoot, 14 years ago.. I was dating my wife at the time and it was a day trip.. I would love to get a cheap, local, supplier of coke in glass bottles, tastes so much better that way than the metal cans or plastic bottles.
 
the_jersey_lilly_2000 said:
Ahhhh...brings back memories...........

We usta go out lizzard huntin with the bb guns. This was when we were still a lil young for .22's. age 6 or 7.

I remember one summer, stayin with my grandma. The bb gun stayed standin up in the corner behind the front door. I asked grandma if I could go shoot birds...she said sureeeeeeee....just don't shoot the country birds..only shoot the city birds. (she lived out in the middle of no where LOL) So out I go......sittin right there on the front porch.....and a bird landed on the high line......I took aim.......and shot. To my surprise the bird did a spiral and hit the ground!!!!!!!!!! :o I jumped and ran and grabbed it up and took off to go find grandma to show her my prize! All excited cuz I'd actually hit one.
Well......that's the only spankin I ever remember grandma givin me. I'd shot a country bird (blue jay) I didnt know the difference between a country and city bird. I learned real fast after that which ones were which. LOL
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My folks wouldn't let me have a BB gun because they thought those guns were too "dangerous." Dad let me buy a .22 when I was twelve years old. I remember picking it out of the Montgomery Ward catalogue, and it seems the price was $12. After waiting for three weeks, it arrived, and I felt like a mighty hunter. A few years later, I figured I'd missed out on a necessary part of childhood by not having a BB gun, so I ordered one when I was about fifteen years old. It, too, came in the mail. I loaded it up with Daisy BBs, and took it right outside to try it out. A meadowlark was sitting on the water hydrant in the middle of the house yard, so I aimed and fired. Feathers flew, as I had killed the meadowlark. Instant remorse set in, and suddenly my BB gun wasn't nearly as much fun. After plinking away at tin cans for a month or so, I traded it off to my younger sister and went back to the .22.
 
Speaking of old pop machines. DJL, did you ever see someone take an opener and a straw to those machines in order to get a pop. Or the machines with the pop laying on their side and you could open one up with an opener and hold a cup under to get most of the pop.
How about the commercials telling how fast a station attendant would be out to fill you up..........and check the oil.........and wash your windows.
 
I remember those coke machines well...both kinds. Dad had 4 Texaco gas stations in my growin up years. Yeap....I was always there after school....beggin Dad Please...lemme go out n fill em up..n do the winders. He'd let me.......while he did the winders, cuz I couldnt reach em. LOL

We had those coke machines out front. They kept it so cold that it was like a slushy when ya got it out. Oh they were sooooooo good.

IL....our lil mom n pop grocery store in town still has Coke and Dr Pepper in glass bottles. Not in a machine..just in the cooler. But ya can still get that 'real' taste here.
 
Also I remember gettin peannuts out of the candy machine and putting it in your pop.........long before Barbara Mandrell sang about it.
 
Yes Judith, I guess I am getting ooollllldddd, but I am grateful for every day! I didn't see anyone take a straw to the bottles in the coke machine, Passin', I the only machine I remember was right by the cash register, and always supervised. We never had to worry about such methods to get pop, since the highway was a constant source of empty bottles to pick and return to the pool hall for cash. :) :-)
 
Yes but us 70's babys were taught to be free spirits and love all...peace baby, ya man!!!
 
How many of you remember the icecream man? Bet not many of you due to your distance from town. Around here kids could hear his bell a mile away and would start begging for some change to get a cone or something. Remember making popsicles from koolade? A lot cheaper than the icecream truck but not half as exciting.

I remember ordering my first guitar from a Sears catalogue, then sticking pictures of Elvis to the lid. :roll:
 
Even us that live out in the middle of nowhere got to make a trip to town ever now n then. I remember the icecream truck.

Had friends that made pops from coolaid.....but mom never did. She made ice cream from snow tho...now THAT was a treat!!!!

I also remember the 45's were 50 cents plus tax (a penny) goin to the store was so much fun buyin the newest latest single by whoever at the time. LOL
 
the_jersey_lilly_2000 said:
Even us that live out in the middle of nowhere got to make a trip to town ever now n then. I remember the icecream truck.

Had friends that made pops from coolaid.....but mom never did. She made ice cream from snow tho...now THAT was a treat!!!!

I also remember the 45's were 50 cents plus tax (a penny) goin to the store was so much fun buyin the newest latest single by whoever at the time. LOL
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I remember when my sister saved her nickles for a 78 rpm record, brought it proudly home and later flopped back on the chair she'd set it on :cry2: :cry2: Those 78s didn't bend.
 

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