I think I've mentioned this before but I remember reading an article that said that kids are more likely to get sick now because they're not out in the dirt building up immunities. Shoot, I remember my mom hosing us down on the patio before we could go in the house to get our baths.

How do you know I'm not actually doing something rather than simply ranting about it?

 

Sometimes a response is just a response, not a personal attack.

In the summer months I ride through different communities and see the empty parks and ball fields, that were always being used during my youth. I can remember playing home run derby all day long at Lemker field, or strikeout at the football stadium. Those were the days!!!!

Born in the 50's , so yes I grew up with all of this..remember making snow cream...I can't imagine eating it now...:eek:

 

:ylsuper: That was some good stuff.

I fall slightly out of this age range, but I can still identify with some of them. It really does make me sad to think about how kids just don't go outside and play until dark anymore.

 

Same here. I think about how sad it is that parents have to be afraid to let their children do that. My parents probably had no clue where I was for hours and hours at a time during the summer, and these days that's be cause for an amber alert. I want my children to grow up in a world where they can go outside and play and I don't have to so overly protective that I can't allow that.

And the people born in the above time frame, are the people who have been trying to solve the aforementioned problems.

 

But hey, if you're a liberal, just keep complaining and let someone else solve the problems, then complain about the manor in which they solved it.

 

And to think that we survived it all by not knowing what the heck a liberal or consevative was and really could care less:scared:, How did we ever make it??

Just imagine Ram :eek: we made it through without having to check with the ACLU to see if we were being "considerate" and fair enough to all involved. Life just seemed to work out when everyone played together and participated equally without any outside influence. Imagine that.

We didn't know that we were supposed to be one way or another, everyone got along untill someday and someone later in life told us that we didn't, or shouldn't.

 

I think that there is a lesson in that as well.:thumb:

:DThe tail end of the 70's were great!

For all this nostalgia that people get warm and fuzzy about, it ignores the fact that during the time all this Norman Rockwell crap was going on, blacks and other ethnic minorities were being denied basic human rights, and Catholics and anyone else not a Protestant were treated with suspicion and derision.

 

But hey, if you're a WASP, great times. :thumb:

 

How in the world did this thread turn into a, political statement:confused:?? I believe that it started with this (above) post. Nowhere was there any implications that you have started in your post that were in the original thread subject. No Where, I don't even see how anything like you have said could be made out of this :confused:.

But Hey.....that's you.....

And the people born in the above time frame, are the people who have been trying to solve the aforementioned problems.

 

But hey, if you're a liberal, just keep complaining and let someone else solve the problems, then complain about the manor in which they solved it.

 

DITTO!:ylsuper:

For all this nostalgia that people get warm and fuzzy about, it ignores the fact that during the time all this Norman Rockwell crap was going on, blacks and other ethnic minorities were being denied basic human rights, and Catholics and anyone else not a Protestant were treated with suspicion and derision.

 

But hey, if you're a WASP, great times. :thumb:

 

Do we need a hug!?

Those Born 1920-1979 (I recieve this in an e-mail and thought that it was great, I believe there are several bgp'rs that will be able to relate........---------------------------------------------------------------------

 

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 Kool-aid 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, Nint endo'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!

 

Those were the days!

How in the world did this thread turn into a, political statement:confused:?? I believe that it started with this (above) post. Nowhere was there any implications that you have started in your post that were in the original thread subject. No Where, I don't even see how anything like you have said could be made out of this :confused:.

But Hey.....that's you.....

 

Just trying to keep things in the proper perspective. "The Good Old Days" weren't necessarily good for everyone.

Just trying to keep things in the proper perspective. "The Good Old Days" weren't necessarily good for everyone.

 

Very true...

I saw three kids out in the street the other day jumping off a home-made bike jump. I stopped and watched for thirty minutes. Hadn't seen something like that in years. Streets were jammed with kids and their bike jumps when I was younger.

 

Jim, San Diego in the 70's the kids had a large group of white, black, Mexican, Filipino, and everybody got along just fine. Their parents all got together regularly and wore outrageous 70's clothing and grilled out together. Frankly, very few of us went to church. I couldn't have even told you what a Catholic or Protestant was when I was 12.

 

Video games consisted of the Arcade that was at the Round Table Pizza you went to after the Little League team played, every Saturday. My coach drank beer in the dugout, like Buttermaker on the Bad News Bears. Coors, and sometimes Old Style. My 5 year-old played soccer this season. We never went out with the team afterward. I asked three times if people wanted to go, but they were always too busy.

 

My son back-talked a teacher in the lunchroom a couple weeks ago. When I found out I blistered his hind-end. He apparently must have told his teacher, because I got a call from her "concerned" that I would spank my child over that. I thanked her for her time, and I guarantee my son won't be sassing her anytime soon.

 

When I was a kid mom kicked our butts out of the house right after breakfast and we stayed out all day until we were way past dinner time. Sometimes she would leave a lunch for us in the crook of the tree to come get if we wanted it. For me, that was from about age 6 and on. Now, I'll be honest, nowadays, I probably won't let my sons go unsupervised until they are at least 11 or 12. I am more scared of cars than child-molesters.

 

Great post Hearsay, I can certainly relate to everything that you said except for the beer drinking little league coach, ours chewed tobbacco and smoked like a frieght train - LOL. He saved the beer for when he got home I believe.

Kick the can at night was my favorite game...I tried to teach my daughter and I think she thought I was nuts!

 

I remember swinging for hours and going from house to house and drinking from the hoses.! It was great.