For Those Born 1930-1979

A friend sent me an email the other day and I thought I would
like to share it with everyone here:


TO ALL THE KIDS
WHO SURVIVED the
1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!


First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank
while they were pregnant.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and
didn't get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby
cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and
when we Rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks
we took hitchhiking.

As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats,
booster seats, seat belts or air bags.

Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special
treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and
NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank koolade made
with sugar, but we weren't overweight because,


WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING !


We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as
we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day.

And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running
into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at
all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no
surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computers, no
Internet or chat rooms.......WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and
found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no
lawsuits from these accidents.

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in
us forever.

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks
and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not
put out very many eyes.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or
rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who
didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of.
They actually sided with the law!

These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem
solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned
HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

If YOU are one of them . . . CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow
up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our
lives for our own good

And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how
brave (and lucky) their parents were.


Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!

The quote of the month is by Jay Leno:
"With hurricanes, tornados, fires out of control, mud slides, flooding,
severe thunderstorms tearing up the country from one end to another, and
with the threat of bird flu and terrorist attacks,"Are we sure this is a
good time to take God out of the Pledge of Allegiance?"

For those that prefer to think that God is not watching over us....go
ahead and delete this.

For the rest of us.....pass this on. think!!!

Great stuff........well known trolls use to post that on Yahoo when message boards were open.

When I got this email it struck a cord.. I'm 41 now, married, two great kids.. I'm diabetic, high blood pressure and gray hair.. I miss the old days, my many friends and the stuff we used to do and the trouble we got into, My son just started grade 9 and is attending my old high school.. I keep telling him not to waste life sitting in front of a computer or a video game, to enjoy this time and his friends.. If I knew it was going to be like this I probably would have done better in school and saw more before I got married..

Oh man, that so sounds like me growing up. I use to leave the house with my friends and take off and be gone for hours and come back for dinner. Now that I have kids I can't see how my mom could let me go off for that long without any way to contact me. When my kids are gone even 10 minutes longer than they should be I start panicking. Though one good thing, even though we have a Nintendo and Xbox, my kids would rather be outside playing than inside. The videogames just keep them from breaking things when their inside because of weather.

I agree with all above

is there any admin to lock this tread?
i am feeling such old now

I lived a great red neck childhood like that. I had a great time.

And I never put god before country! Go ahead and take god out of the pledge allegiance, christians just screw thiings up.

I think off all the crap I did barefoot too, bike riding, skateboarding (metal wheeled skateboards!) and so on. I remember stopping a go-cart fred flintstone style once! I can walk barefoot over broken glass now and not feel it!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank
while they were pregnant.

True. My mom drank and smoke.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and
didn't get tested for diabetes.

True again. My mom didn't adjust her diet. No one did.

Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby
cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.

And chewed on pencils made of real lead.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and
when we Rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks
we took hitchhiking.

I hitchiked all the time.


As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats,
booster seats, seat belts or air bags.

Yep.

Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special
treat.

Loved it too!

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

I still don't drink bottled water. I think it's stupid.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and
NO ONE actually died from this.

True, but we did catch mono.

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank koolade made
with sugar, but we weren't overweight because, WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING !

Meh, I sit on my ass like a lazy fuck now. I'm still skinny.

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as
we were back when the streetlights came on.

I never came back before dark.

No one was able to reach us all day.

They still can't. I despise cell phones and I don't answer my home phone unless I'm expecting someone. Sometimes I "forget" to pay the bill. When it gets shut off, I've left it off for three weeks at a time before - and it's not because I'm broke. It's because I hate the fucking thing.

And we were O.K.

Who the fuck you kidding? We had problems, dude. Still do. Need evidence? We're chatting it up on a site devoted to random pornography and having a conversation based on spam.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running
into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

Never had a go-kart. I had a motorcycle from the time I was 5.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at
all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no
surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computers, no
Internet or chat rooms.......WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and
found them!

Yeah, but I would have loved a playstation. I do remember Ataris.

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no
lawsuits from these accidents.

Not true.

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in
us forever.

Actually, something like 1 in 5 Americans lives with at least one worm (of varrying types) alive in their body somewhere. The numbers increase of course if societies with lower health standards are examined.

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks
and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not
put out very many eyes.

True. I got mine on my 13th B day though, and I did in fact, load it with kool-aid and shoot my sister's eye out. She beat the fuck out of me for it too (once she got her vision back in about two weeks).

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or
rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

True.

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who
didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

I remember that. I don't actually remember anyone ever not making the team though.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of.
They actually sided with the law!

My mom bailed me out.

These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem
solvers and inventors ever!

Each generation has their risk-takers.

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

This is more because of our ability to share information faster and do research with better tools.

what a great post. the world has changed sooo much we are afraid if our kids are not in our face, somebody else may be in their face, their is a diagnosis for everything, and excuses for everything. i am 46 with a 24 year old young lady who graduated college in 4 years and was raised by the old rules (my wonderful parents, how i was raised). wish we could all go back to the days where we all trusted alittle more and worried less.

I LOVE this. It reflects EXACTLY how I feel about things today. I'm 55 years old, played cowboys and INDIANS when I was young(and I'm part AMERICAN INDIAN), had guns in my teens and never pointed one at anyone,I poured glue on models cars and crashed them, never once sniffing the glue and one top of that became a career firefighter, played in a band my last couple years of high school and would leave on Friday night, come home on Sunday night, and never ONCE got into trouble. My parents would always say PLEASE let us know where you'll be so that IF something happens we know where you are, JEEZ, what happened to society. They thought WE were going to ruin it with our MUSIC!!!!!!!

Just printing this one out for my pregnant wife. A Reminder, how are child should grow up...

Well you had me until the bit about not applying to me unless I'm Christian. Jesus.

Terrible things still happened way back when. Kids went through windshields because they sat in the middle seat with no seat belt. They rode in the back of pickup trucks with the dog. And yeah, my friends' parents smoked a lot. In the summer I was allowed to stay out until dark, but after then I had to have somewhere to be. My hours during the day were my own (within reason).

I loved catching frogs in the ditch with the other kids.

Quote:

Originally posted by Elli

I loved catching frogs in the ditch with the other kids.

That's hot





I was born in that time frame:


Times change...always have...always will. We have the now...that's ALL we have...some things may have been better then...some things were DEFINITELY worse. When people are always looking back, with rose colored glasses, they are missing their life. It will NEVER be that way EVER again. It is up to each and every person to make the best of their life NOW. Don't piss it away.

Oh...yeah..back in the early 60s I had to go steal a Playboy from the drugstore or go trash picking...Now I have WBW at home...now, with a few keystrokes, I can exchange info with people all over the world...not just the ones I could interact with on my bicycle as a kid. how cool is that!!!

OK....Have a nice day

i was born in the latter gap of that era...so i have no idea what youre talking about..

On a sunny sunday afternoon, i rode with my parents in the country. I saw a fireworks stand. We past it in on the way into town. A day or two later, I went out to ride my bike. I had memorized that direction to me what seemed like another city but it was a city of gold to a 12 year old. I rode and rode. Some hillbilly kids past me and slowed down to ride with me on that hot summer day in July in TExas. I knew they were hillbillies because their blond hair was cut so short it made a Marines hair look like a hippy. They knew where I was going because they were going there too.

I finally caught up with the two crew cut kids when I parked my bike and beamed to the firework stand. The whole way home I rode with hand holding the handlebars and the other clutching my bag. When I got home I dumped my bike and walked around to the back yard. I hid the fireworks in our play house. When I walked my mom was busy doing something or nothing. She didnt ask. She didnt notice. There was no sign of a long trip on my clothes or more sunkissed skin. It was a secret I thought would jump out of me if I didnt cover my mouth with both hands.

I still have a set of bottle rockets I bought on that day back when I was 12.

The story which started this thread is excellent except for the ending. It somehow loses its purity, its innocence when I hear that it has a motive it has a method to attempt to sway me. Its as if it reached inside of me and then without asking is trying to fiddle with my inner wires. Great story without the ending.

to continue

we went to the drive-ins but not to watch a movie. We drank alcohol like it was going out of style and hung out with all our friends and their friends friends.

The local parks on sundays were crowded with families and teens, us, drinking, making out, smoking pot, playing frizbie.

There were abandon mansions or cemetaries and we would make out and drink in them until the cops came. The cops didnt arrest anyone they just shooed us off until we came back a few hours later.

Our park parties moved from the parks to the beaches which soon morphed into what we know as spring break.

The mall was born and was an instant hang out it ranked right there with... there was nothing it ranked with because it was unmatched.

We went to the mall for pizza, movies and to play this new giant boxes called video games.

We wore designer jeans, swoosh nikes and sleevless shirts.

we skipped school as much as we went and no one got expelled or even failed.

Our teachers joked with us about our drug and alcohol use and we all knew that one person who was having an affair with a teacher but no one said anything and there wasnt any national news about it.

The fights we had were over our girls and no one used a weapon and we stopped when there was a winner not when the other guy was maimed or dead.

We went to massive parties at our parents house when our, our friends, his friends, a strangers parents were out of town. Or the neighborhood party house with a pool was used and kids from several high schools showed.

The skating rink was our escape from our inattentive parents. We skated, "discoed" and danced to "born to be alive", the Bee gees and the occasional Journey song. Our parents were content to drop us off and pick us up when the rink closed. The coolest kids were in the corner making out and we all could see but no one stared.

We were too cool. It was the 70's - the 80s - everyone was cool.

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