KWSN Orbiting Fortress

[rotciv KOTHRT]

Black and White (Under age 40? You won't understand.)
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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 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.

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 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?

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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MAD, MAD I tell you.They're all MAD.
I am the only sane one here, my Doctor told me I was cured after the shock treatments. Big Brother Is Aways Watching.

[Pooh Bear 27]

We played outside with our neighbors and friends, until you heard the moms and dads start calling in the kids for dinner or just time to get in and get ready for bed. Some used bells or horns. Once the first one was called, we all knew our turn was coming soon.

Rode bicycles without helmets and pads.

Seatbelts in cars was a luxury item.

Almost all paint had lead.

Toys had small parts.

Mosquito bites just itched, no need to worry about getting a virus (here in the states at least).


Life was very different back then.

[KWSN imcrazynow]

You could leave your house for a month with the door unlocked and open, when you came home everything was exactly as you left it.
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[PhastPhred]

My Uncle built his own log cabin here in East Tennessee. Up 'til he got Social Security, all his door had was a string to pull up on a wooden 'latch' (a wood bar dropped into a notch in another pieceof wood). Alas, after he got S/S, he HAD to put in a lock, so he now has a single padlock (and of course, we all leave that unlatched!). Nice to be back home here, eh?
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[mohrorless]

I remember most of the above & I am under 40 (not by much mind you). I also remember the best toy was the box from a 'fridge or washer/dryer that was left out by the curb. Great fun rolling down hill in it with 54 or 5 friends!
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[Grawlfang]

....Yes...And then the Lawyers and Psychologists took over and the world was "a much better place".
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[mohrorless]

Yup, big cardboard boxes were the best! My friends and I would have the best time with them. We wouldn't take off the bottom, we would just open it up and that was a bit of a cushion area for when someone fell/rolled out when we were rolling down the hill. Someone usuall fell out then. The best place to be was in the middle, you never fell out. As soon as the cardboard was softened a bit so you could roll the box like a tank tread, we ran for one of the alley hills. It definately brings back fond memories.
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