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I'm Old Enough to Remember....

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I'm Old Enough to Remember....

This is a group where you can add at any time anything  you remember from "back then" in our society  that isn't the same now. It'll be fun to read how things have changed from a first hand experience of the posters here!

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Latest Activity: Nov 18, 2013

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Comment by wiffledust on July 13, 2011 at 12:20pm
i remember playing alot in nature too, maryanne. we were always outside exploring something, and my parents didn't know what was coming home with us until we got home when it got darker outside. here a bug, there a plant, there a tree to climb, there a creek to cross....constantly exploring. do kids still do that? and those fireflies! i loved them and still do! ...oh barry, i remember those few channels too. in a way it was good, because everyone talked about the same shows the next day
Comment by Maryanne Mesple on July 13, 2011 at 12:15pm
Pollywogs. Lots and lots of pollywogs and gathering them up in a jar and watching them evolve. Everywhere I played in the spring and summer there were pollywogs. Little tadpoles in the horse troughs, in shallow pools of water, sometimes in the swimming pool, in ponds and lakes and water eddies of streams ... loved playing with pollywogs! and fireflies too :-) oh yes, and June Bugs ... playing with nature was a blast. It may not have been the best experience for the tadpoles and the bugs but it was fun!
Comment by Barry Parsons on July 13, 2011 at 12:13pm
I had a very atypical childhood, so I can only relate to the posts here in that "Yeah, I remember hearing about that" kind of way.  I do remember only having 4 or 5 channels to watch on TV.  I also remember Benny Hill being shown late at night on weekends, and sometimes there would be a topless lady on it!  Scandalous!
Comment by wiffledust on July 13, 2011 at 12:02pm
i'm old enough to remember when as kids we used to just drop in on neighbors, say hi, have a cookie, maybe do a chore, and then move along. and the adults were always happy to see us!
Comment by wiffledust on July 13, 2011 at 11:59am
what i mean, barry, was that i remember when the country called pasta spaghetti. my house called it pasta, because we had a big italian part of the family. so we knew the differences. but most americans did not. so that's what i'm remembering. ......robert, you didn't!!! GASP!!!!
Comment by Barry Parsons on July 13, 2011 at 11:57am

"i'm old enough to remember when pasta was called spaghetti"

 

Are you talking about all pasta?  I can't say I remember that.  Spaghetti was spaghetti, macaroni was macaroni, rigatoni was rigatoni.  Maybe that was just my family though.

Comment by Robert Muscovitz on July 13, 2011 at 11:53am
I'm old enough to remember my brother and I hiding within a wooden tressel bridge over the railroad tracks when a coal operated steam engine "Choo-choo!" to us, came under us covering us with soot. I thought mom was going to kill us but instead she laughed so hard she was crying.
Comment by nancy Sanchez on July 12, 2011 at 11:21pm
I have one in the medicine cabinet still...loved to play with the mercury when the blood pressure cuffs broke back in student days..yes we knew better so most of the time we used a test tube to catch it in....just took it out to play with it for a few now and then...
Comment by Sherry Somach on July 12, 2011 at 10:59pm

we probably poisoned ourselves with all that mercury :-)

 

Comment by wiffledust on July 12, 2011 at 10:51pm
i still like the glass ones and want to know where you can find them!!! i just broke my last one and had mercury all over the place! maryanne, pixie stix are worth getting yelled at by nuns! :-)
 

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