I can't remember a thread that has made me feel older than this one has. I feel like I should be remembering when they built the pyramids.
In my childhood...I remember:
Having no television. We went to the neighbors or friends that had one to watch Uncle Milty or Sid Caesar.
In the area I grew up in, Upper New York State, near the Canadian border we could get three stations. NBC, CBS and one french speaking station from Montreal.
Cars had no seatbelts. I used to sleep laying across the shelf between the rear seat and the rear window.
Someone mentioned the child seats w/the plastic steering wheel that consisted of a seat hung over the "front" seat of the car by metal hooks draped over the seat. If you had a two door then the seats backs didn't lock in place so if you stopped fast the seat back would move forward, child seat and all.
We had a neighborhood movie theater just for kids. It used to show Saturday matinee's and cartoons. 25 cent admission.
I remember a small neighborhood grocery store owned by a man named Mr. Eckermont. We would go and buy penny candy. He was always nice to us. My parents would do their weekly shopping there as well and he always ran a tab for them. Remember those little dots of candy on a paper strip. You ate as much paper as candy. Oh, and the wax bottles with sugar syrup in them.
A big trip was to the next town, usually no further than 15 miles away. Almost every night we would go for a short "ride" get a frozen custard and usually dad would drive by the house of someone he knew and if he saw them he would always stop and visit. And they seemed genuinely happy that he did.
I had a kids savings account at our local bank and it paid 6% interest. (would kill for that now)
We played outdoors from morning to night. Made believe we had a store or would use our wagons and pretend that we were driving on a long trip. Cowboys and Indians were a big thing what with our cap pistols and western getup. My, my how we did love our Coon Skin Hats worn Davy Crockett style.
In the winter we would climb snow banks and slide down or play King of the hill on them.
Each classroom had, at least, 35 kids and 1 teacher...there were no aides.
No hot lunches...you brown bagged it.
Emphasis in school was on learning, not ego massaging. Contrary to popular belief, we did learn and became pretty stable older people. We knew that not everyone was able to win every time. We were taught that we could win but we needed to apply the energy to do so. It wasn't going to be given to us.
We, like kids today, couldn't wait for summer vacation. But we had it to ourselves. No huge amounts of organized activities. We played baseball with our friends, rode bikes, jumped through the water sprinklers and if we got lucky we had a small wading pool that we felt was as big as an Olympic pool.
I could go on and on but right now I feel the need to go take some Geritol. I'm feeling mighty old.
