Author Topic: One of the Things I Miss Most About Yesteryears ... (Read 4723 times)

Bigun · « **Reply #25 on:** October 30, 2024, 08:17:14 pm »

Quote from: SZonian on October 30, 2024, 08:02:58 pm

Running behind the mosquito spray truck...
Buying a comic book and a soda for $0.25
Swimming and fishing in the Chagres River with my friends
Hanging out at the pool on Thursday nights
The "Gamboa Women's Club" donuts
Innocence of youth
Wolfman Jack
Surfing in the Pacific with my friends
Talking with my maternal grandparents...(Paternal passed before I knew them)
My 1966 Barracuda
to name a few...

My first brand new car was a bright red 1966 Plymouth Barracuda @SZonian

SZonian · « **Reply #26 on:** October 31, 2024, 09:24:23 am »

Quote from: Bigun on October 30, 2024, 08:17:14 pm

My first brand new car was a bright red 1966 Plymouth Barracuda @SZonian

Mine was a used rustbucket...but she was mine. My first car and one of my retirement bucket list items.
They're not that popular being A Bodies, but that's probably why I like it. It's "uncommon".

Bigun · « **Reply #27 on:** October 31, 2024, 09:26:08 am »

Quote from: SZonian on October 31, 2024, 09:24:23 am

Mine was a used rustbucket...but she was mine. My first car and one of my retirement bucket list items.
They're not that popular being A Bodies, but that's probably why I like it. It's "uncommon".

I loved mine! It was named "The Mustang Eater".

SZonian · « **Reply #28 on:** October 31, 2024, 09:26:50 am »

Quote from: libertybele on October 30, 2024, 08:08:52 pm

Ok .... so I'm not quite sure what the 'running behind the mosquito spray truck' entailed or why you use to do it????

A truck that drove around every evening spraying mosquito killer (DDT I believe)...leaving a cloud behind it.
We did it because we were kids and we could?

Bigun · « **Reply #29 on:** October 31, 2024, 09:32:16 am »

Quote from: SZonian on October 31, 2024, 09:26:50 am

A truck that drove around every evening spraying mosquito killer (DDT I believe)...leaving a cloud behind it.
We did it because we were kids and we could?

Amazingly we all lived through it and the birds still sing! That murderous witch Rachel Carson can KMA! She has much blood on her hands!

catfish1957 · « **Reply #30 on:** October 31, 2024, 09:35:37 am »

Not being paranoid about offending someone.

Free Vulcan · « **Reply #31 on:** October 31, 2024, 09:44:12 am »

Quote from: Bigun on October 30, 2024, 08:17:14 pm

My first brand new car was a bright red 1966 Plymouth Barracuda @SZonian

We used to call 'Cuda's race engine on a roller skate.

Lando Lincoln · « **Reply #32 on:** October 31, 2024, 09:44:54 am »

Personal responsibility.

libertybele · « **Reply #33 on:** October 31, 2024, 10:55:25 am »

Nationwide pride in America and patriotism!

catfish1957 · « **Reply #34 on:** October 31, 2024, 11:17:02 am »

True story.....

About a year ago, we went out to California to see our grandchildren. One afternoon I told my grandson the Wizard of Oz story surprisingly well and accurate from memory. (Who doesn't have it committed to memory?)

Well the next day, my son griped at me because our grandson was reprimanded for calling a fellow day care resident a "Munchkin". And the Daycare teacher made it a point to highlight it.

At what point do you just give up.

DefiantMassRINO · « **Reply #35 on:** October 31, 2024, 01:24:05 pm »

Watching Red Sox and Bruins for free via over-the-air television on WSBK TV38 Boston. Now get charged for NESN on Basic Cable package.

At the time, many Patriots home games were blacked out becase they sucked and hardly every sold out Schaeffer / Sullivan / Foxboro Stadium (which was literally built in a gravel pit when the Pats moved out of Fenway Park).

libertybele · « **Reply #36 on:** October 31, 2024, 01:32:25 pm »

Quote from: catfish1957 on October 31, 2024, 11:17:02 am

True story.....

About a year ago, we went out to California to see our grandchildren. One afternoon I told my grandson the Wizard of Oz story surprisingly well and accurate from memory. (Who doesn't have it committed to memory?)

Well the next day, my son griped at me because our grandson was reprimanded for calling a fellow day care resident a "Munchkin". And the Daycare teacher made it a point to highlight it.

At what point do you just give up.

Never surrender your core principles, values and beliefs.

mountaineer · « **Reply #37 on:** October 31, 2024, 03:49:32 pm »

I miss the days when people didn't get offended by the word "munchkin."

mystery-ak · « **Reply #38 on:** October 31, 2024, 03:56:54 pm »

Quote from: SZonian on October 30, 2024, 08:02:58 pm

Running behind the mosquito spray truck...

LMAO...that brings back memories

When my dad was stationed Nouasseur Air Base in North Africa in the 50's...we lived on base and every couple of weeks they would spray for mosquitos and my sister and I would get on our bikes and follow them all over..I'm surprised we are still alive..lol

DefiantMassRINO · « **Reply #39 on:** October 31, 2024, 03:59:42 pm »

Send Daycare a box of Dunkin' Donuts munchkins as a backhanded peace offering ...

GtHawk · « **Reply #40 on:** October 31, 2024, 04:00:41 pm »

Quote from: catfish1957 on October 31, 2024, 11:17:02 am

True story.....

About a year ago, we went out to California to see our grandchildren. One afternoon I told my grandson the Wizard of Oz story surprisingly well and accurate from memory. (Who doesn't have it committed to memory?)

Well the next day, my son griped at me because our grandson was reprimanded for calling a fellow day care resident a "Munchkin". And the Daycare teacher made it a point to highlight it.

At what point do you just give up.

we used to call little kids munchkins, not just ours but others too and never once was a parent or anyone else offended. Heck the definition is a child or short person so what exactly is offensive when used in the case of a small child? The problem is the teacher is ignorant and should be told to look up a word before reprimanding a child for it being offensive.

mountaineer · « **Reply #41 on:** October 31, 2024, 04:03:20 pm »

We always used to call little children "monkeys," but now it's racist, or something.

Weird Tolkienish Figure · « **Reply #42 on:** October 31, 2024, 04:08:13 pm »

See, I think there's no time like the present...

berdie · « **Reply #43 on:** October 31, 2024, 04:08:50 pm »

In the spirit of the day...I miss the little kids coming to the door for trick or treat. Sure, they have trunk or treat and other controlled activities...but it's not the same. I used to dress up myself to hand out candy.

banddag · « **Reply #44 on:** October 31, 2024, 04:46:43 pm »

I do miss many of the things mentioned.

That being said, best times are today even with the problems we face.

libertybele · « **Reply #45 on:** October 31, 2024, 04:52:31 pm »

Quote from: berdie on October 31, 2024, 04:08:50 pm

In the spirit of the day...I miss the little kids coming to the door for trick or treat. Sure, they have trunk or treat and other controlled activities...but it's not the same. I used to dress up myself to hand out candy.

Yes, I miss seeing all the little kids (and some teens) coming to the door all decked out for Halloween. I too used to dress up for to pass out candy too. It was fun.

DefiantMassRINO · « **Reply #46 on:** October 31, 2024, 04:52:34 pm »

The new music blows ... but that might just be me getting old. I mostly listen to 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's, 90's, and early 2000's.

Quote from: banddag on October 31, 2024, 04:46:43 pm

I do miss many of the things mentioned.

That being said, best times are today even with the problems we face.

Weird Tolkienish Figure · « **Reply #47 on:** October 31, 2024, 11:54:39 pm »

Quote from: berdie on October 31, 2024, 04:08:50 pm

In the spirit of the day...I miss the little kids coming to the door for trick or treat. Sure, they have trunk or treat and other controlled activities...but it's not the same. I used to dress up myself to hand out candy.

We do it here. My son had trunk or treat AND trick or treat, we walked the neighborhood with him.

jafo2010 · « **Reply #48 on:** November 01, 2024, 08:41:12 pm »

Used to buy three huge bags of candy, get ten kids, and tell them to take what they want. Most kids would take one piece of candy. I would end up saying, please take more, and they would take one more piece. I would grab a handful and throw into their bag or plastic pumpkin. etc.

Last night, not one kid came to the door. As a kid, it used to be one of my favorite days. I would go about with my friends, and we would get so much, when we got home, we were exhausted. I think Halloween is one of the fun days for kids, and our society has destroyed it.

Looking back, I used to see my extended family frequently, dinner at my maternal grandmother's every Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter. Family reunion in the summer, and every birth, Communion, Confirmation, wedding, or just seeing them at my aunt's lake cabin half a dozen times a summer. Lots of family gatherings. The prior generation, they are all dead but one who is 91, and I have not been to a family gathering in 25+ years. I miss seeing them. I had 11 1st cousins, 1 is dead, the one I was closest to, and I still have contact with one other a couple times a year. The rest, I have not seen since 2007.

Amazing how the years go by!

Smokin Joe · « **Reply #49 on:** November 02, 2024, 02:22:34 am »

As a younger kid, it was Christmas at my Paternal Grandparents, with all the aunts and uncles and cousins, and Thanksgiving at my Maternal Grandparent's house with all that side of the family's aunts and uncles and cousins. Great food, Christmas, we'd be allowed to go in the bar my Grandfather owned and play pool, Thanksgiving, we'd cut and split wood and fill my grandparent's woodshed for the year (especially the winter). But there was plenty of time to play and eat.
When I got to North Dakota, where i live now, we'd gather at my wife's grandmother's house, with 11 uncles, an aunt, her mom (her dad had passed of a heart attack), and all the kids and grandkids and great aunts and there would be music and food and a great party.

You were only a stranger once there, and once accepted into the family, it was permanent.
Saturday nights in Grandma's huge kitchen were a lot of fun, as just about everyone played some instrument or two, from guitar and banjo, to fiddle and harmonica, and the huge kitchen allowed ample room for dancing, too.
Those gatherings are a thing of the past, with only one aunt surviving, and a mess of kids...who have their own grandchildren now. But I feel blessed to have been part of that era, and wish it could be revived. Who knows, perhaps I will live to see that.