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Two Guys!! I bought most of my 45s there :-)
that's cool, bob. it's great to have such memories, and great for us for you to share them.
i hope i'm not repeating myself....but i remember when everyone disciplined everyone else's children. when i was growing up, if someone was misbehaving, nobody called the parents. they just handled it somehow. i remember my parents dishing out "hey knock that off or else"'s to the kids in the neighborhood, and other parents doing the same to us. and if someone in the neighborhood had to call me out on something, i got in trouble twice...first with the neighborhood person, then with my parents. back then, parents didn't come to the rescue on bad behavior. now it seems like no matter what someone's kid does, you're not allowed to even question bad behavior. parents want to talk gently to johnny while he's hurling a frozen bagel at you in the grocery store. and if you dare say "don't throw that at me", the parent gives you a dirty look!
When I graduated in 69 it was the first year of the draft lottery. Yet, I still had to get my draft card which was a male thing we all looked forward to.. My lottery number was 365 so I didn't worry.. Two of my grad friends got number 1 and they were gone in about two weeks to boot camp..The goal at that time was to have a 1-Y classification for school/college which was impossible to get into back then especially if your parents didn't have money. I was lucky!
I remember when tattoos were only gotten by drunken sailors and low lifes.
"Nice" girls did not go to pool halls, or even nearby where the guys hung out.
If you wore short shorts, you were a slut...and guys would follow you making cat calls. Those 50s and early 60s were some repressed years!
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