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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 get food poisoning.
My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat a bite raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper, in a brown
paper bag, not in icepack coolers, but I can't remember anybody getting
e.coli. Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake or the river 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 hightop 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. We must have had horribly damaged psyches.
What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything, and she could even giv! e you an aspirin for a headache or fever.

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 butt spanked again hen we got home. I recall 'Fishface Allen' from Stafford Street coming to our place 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 class?

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?

LOVE 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
 
Amazing we even survived! :shock:

I remember floating down Red Owl crick in the spring flood, in a low sheep tank, when there was 2 to 3 feet of water on top of that much ice. We nearly froze to death, but man, we had a good time. of course, the adults didn't hear about it 'till we growed up! :wink:

I think life was better for kids then. :cry:
 
Despite the lack of television, plastic toys and other things to keep kids entertained, I can't remember ever being bored when I was a kid. We created our own entertainment.
Of course it has been so long since I was a kid I might not be remembering exactly right.
 
Who was lucky enough to get Mercurochrome??? I always got cow iodine and was SOOOOO embarassed to go to school with the " purple" stain!!!

I always thought knees were supposed to be purple all the time???!!! :roll:
 
I remember riding in the bed of a truck, no seat belts!!! We didn't have helmets, knee pads, etc. when riding your bike, moped, whatever and I survived!! During the summer you where gone all day to the park and friends houses and mom never had to worry about you. We behaved, because we respected everyone and knew we would get a whipping from them and then when we got home!! People would sue now days for that. It is crazy what the world is coming to!!
Thanks for sharing.
 
We would have been dead 40 years ago. Cooking nuts on a green willow stick, fresh from the calf, not washed, probably dropped in the dirt at least once, taking some home in a vaccine box in your shirt pocket for a later on snack, riding home on a horse without a helmut, all the while protecting the magpie eggs in your front shirt pocket and keeping up with everybody headed for home. This has got to be a poem, I just can't quite get it right yet. Maybe in a vision after a few Silver Bullets or maybe some Crown. :wink: :drink:
 
sw said:
We would have been dead 40 years ago. Cooking nuts on a green willow stick, fresh from the calf, not washed, probably dropped in the dirt at least once, taking some home in a vaccine box in your shirt pocket for a later on snack, riding home on a horse without a helmut, all the while protecting the magpie eggs in your front shirt pocket and keeping up with everybody headed for home. This has got to be a poem, I just can't quite get it right yet. Maybe in a vision after a few Silver Bullets or maybe some Crown. :wink: :drink:
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anxiously awaiting the poem!! :lol: :lol: :lol: outta be a dandy!
 
Jinglebob said:
You could title it, "Nuts with nuts"! :shock: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
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:lol: :lol: :lol:
still waiting for that poem....am getting impatient!! :wink: :wink:
maybe between the 2 of you, ya could get 'er done!!! :lol: :lol:
 
I do agree,guess you would call them the good ole days.When I was a kid we played outside when the weather was good. Didn't worry about TV, we spent time building forts in the banks by the creek or having gord fights( the little green gords that grow on the vine in the south). At the brandings around here the kids and every one else gots nuts cooking on the branding stove, eating them betwween wrestling calves. No ones died yet.
 
One time, coming home from trailing cows and calves to summer pasture, we all had to "fit" in the pickup. It was a 1963 narrow-box Ford 3/4 ton 4x4, with a stock rack and pulling a homemade plywood and iron horse trailer. Dad was driving, with Mom and my two sisters in the cab of the pickup, along with food and camping supplies. There were two horses in the box of the pickup and two horses on the trailer. Several saddles were "cinched" onto the stock rack. Three of us teen-aged boys were riding on top of the cab of the pickup, with our feet hanging down over the windshield, and we were hanging on for dear life to the front of the stock rack. Dad never let much grass grow under his feet when he was in traveling mode, and we were clipping right along as he choused the pickup down the road. Ralph Nader would have had a coniption fit had he witnessed the spectacle. :shock: :wink: :)
 
ranchwife said:
Gotta Be Over 40 to Understand


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 get food poisoning.
My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat a bite raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper, in a brown
paper bag, not in icepack coolers, but I can't remember anybody getting
e.coli. Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake or the river 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 hightop 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. We must have had horribly damaged psyches.
What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything, and she could even giv! e you an aspirin for a headache or fever.

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 butt spanked again hen we got home. I recall 'Fishface Allen' from Stafford Street coming to our place 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 class?

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?

LOVE 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
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YUP! You speak exactly how it was when I was growing up. What really kills me is I was brought up to say Mr., Mrs. and guess what? I've allowed kids to call me by my first name :???: :???: That is my fault :cry: Our society has made children all too familiar with the grownups. That's why there is no respect, no clear line between children and adults. I'm to fault at this and it breaks my heart... I'm so very sorry, kids :cry:
 
I had a cousin who had to call his father sir. I thot' he was an arrogant jerk and evidentley, so did my cousin's mom, as she divorced him. If I don't know someone I call them sir or ma'am. Or if I don't like some one, either, I will use those words. :wink:
 
Soapweed said:
And you knew you were in trouble, if your mom or dad called you by all three names, with emphasis on the middle name. :oops: :cry:
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heck, cowboyup STILL knows he's in trouble if I use all 3 of his names...even worse if I add one or two!! :shock: :wink: :wink:

Cowboyup could tell you stories of all the croy kids (anywhere from 13 to 18 at a time at home) getting loading into the back of the STOCK TRUCK to go to bozeman for school clothes.... :shock: :shock: no seat belts...heck, NO SEATS!!! :lol: :lol: Ooooops...nooone on here is from child protective services, are they?? :shock: :wink: :wink:
 

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