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I love Nostalgia.I love looking bacj\k throughout my years (I'm 51 now)and enjoying those wonderful times.
What memories do you have oof when you were younger? I'll start. I remember when pies and pasties were 10 cents each,bags of chips/minimum of chips were also 10 cents,The local toy shop displays.Matchbox toys when they were 48 cents each. Tv shows like "On the buses,Please sir,mind your language. Favourite shows:1960s batman and the batmobile. K-tel records and that K-tel record selector. Getting our christmas presents when they were left on the end of the bed. Getting great things for xmas. First kiss. Anything goes(within reason).If it makes you feel good thinking about it please add it. Hope You'll join in,. |
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Corgi toy cars...I had a Corgi Batmobile! Dinky toys too...awesome quality toy vehicles. MMatchbox too of course. Tonkatoys! The original GI Joe...toy guns that had I kept 'em in good shape would be worth a little for sure. Toy robots...spaceships...Apollo stuff right? How can I forget...Thunderbirds are Go! I had Thunderbird 2...the one with the wee submarine inside. Corgi too I believe.
Oh lets see...India rubber superballs that outdo whatever calls itself a superball these days...It didn't last long. *grin* O-pee-chee Hockey cards and that fantastic tasting gum inside each pack. Pop for a dime...my discovery...to my moms chagrin, of the pinball machine in the arena canteen. Road hockey road hockey road hockey.......road hockey. Learning to pop wheelies for the first time on my 3 speed 'banana' bike. And road hockey. This is amusing Denv and welcome to PC by the way! Let's see what else I can dredge up...you no doubt realize we are close in age...Dead on actually...I was born in Canada. We def. shared some similar things. Wool 3 finger 'trigger' mitts...my Gran made untold pairs of 'em for us kids growing up. Put on 2 pairs and even if your hands got wet they'd be tolerable in the cold. The smell of drying mitts! Holy god man...that's a smell I'd like to visit. Wonderful days back then. Yeah. It was good. THe first snowmobiles in town...mid 60s...Bombadier ski-doos...almost all of 'em...yellow loud smelled great and I wanted one! The adults and older kids would drag us around on sleds sometimes. As was popular for all us kids back then...the first forays into the woods...making little lean-tos and starting log cabins that never ever got finished. I was 8 when I asked my father could I take the axe into the woods. My mom was pretty worried...all went well...chewed down my first 'tree' that day. Maybe 3 inches in diameter...a beaver would have been quicker. *grin* Learning to troutfish with my father...our old creel...I'm looking at it right now. Inside are still lures and gear from 30 yrs past at least. The creel is older than I am...very much repaired...it stays with me forever. Damn! I'm flooded with stuff...I can't go on...too many great things to post!...I'll have to do this separately sometime for my own memories sake. Those early yrs were my best. Til 11. So factoring in that my 1st vague memories identified for sure, are maybe around age 4...that gives me 6 or 7 yrs out of 51 where I can claim things went well. Sorry...dint mean to go there...this stuff.is good right? Yep...thanks Denv! I needed to be brought back there for a bit...Great suggestion for a thread...I hope others chime in! |
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toys in cereal boxes.
back home we had little cars in the nesquick boxes, they were called "quickies". quality. toys didnt' fall apart after three days of playing with them. spending every free minute outside, rain or shine. riding my bike everywhere. falling asleep on the couch with my head on my mom's lap, pretty much the only good memory i have about my mom. going swimming in the summer. no cartoon channels on tv, just one or two select kid's shows every day. Das Sandmaennchen every night before bed. now i better stop thinking about the past, because now the bad stuff is coming up in my head.
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As she draws her final breath Just beyond the door he'll find her Taking her hand he softly says For the first time you can open your eyes And see the world without your sorrow Where no one knows the pain you left behind And all the peace you could never find Is waiting there to hold and keep you Welcome to the first day of your life Just open up your eyes as I lay you down tonight Safe on the other side No more tears to cry |
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The dangerous stuff that they've outlawed because they can kill. Lawn darts, spirograph with real pins and needles, and the clacker toy...don't remember it's real name. Two balls on a string that you'd clack together. They outlawed them because if you hit some one in the head you could kill them and they'd, on occasion, spontaneously explode, but gosh, they were fun.
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Having only 3 channels on my tv, and having to get up and turn the knob to change the channel. lol.
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I remember . . . having real food for dinner rather than processed foods or fast food.
Sitting down as a family for dinner each night. Discipline in schools and playing outside with friends after school. Hanging out at bowling alleys, delis and parks because there were no malls. Advertising campaigns not to litter or cross in the middle of the street. |
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as others have said... playing outside and I still do!
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Playing kick-the-can at night!
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lol! Yes! Kick the can! LOLOLOLOL
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Saturday morning cartoons instead of cartoons 24/7!
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Romper Room and Captain Kangaroo!!
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Good Times!!
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Thank you to everyone for your repliers here.Its up to page 2.I posted this topic several hours ago.This is so positive.
Thank you. |
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i don't like looking back, because it makes me sad... it makes me sad how times have changed, and how i'v lost so much
but okay.. i think my best memory was those little tuck shops you'd get.. they'd open like twice a day for a very short period of time- and you'd be able to buy little bags of sweets sunny delight (loved that drink) old, quality tv shows (not the crap you get nowadays) dial up internet (yes, we used to have that!) cassette tapes- and records before that playing with marbles and my electric train (my 2 best things to play with as a kid) sitting outside on the swings, listening to the birds eating mcdonalds in the front garden i could go on and on.. |
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Remember when gasoline was only $5.43 a gallon?
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Hi quizickle.
You described most things I had.I am so pleased about it,Thanks for sharing. I used to love those super ball.You could bounce it getly and it would go high,throw it down hard and it left your sight. Thanks for your suppoert too.Now that its the next day afterr I joined I get to post where I can. |
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Nostalgia is looking back at things with appreciation for the good that was then. There are many things happening today that we will be nostalgic for in the future.
I remember candy bars that cost 25cents and they were huge. Comic books that cost 5cents. thanks for this list |
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does anyone remember the old adverts for the milky bar kid.
lol they were amusing.. though they scared me a little |
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This is from an old email I came across...thought some could relate.... Don't take offense at the MH references...that's how most thought back then...
Black and White (Under age 40? You won't understand.) You could hardly see for all the snow, Spread the rabbit ears as far as they go. Pull a chair up to the TV set, “Good Night, David. “Good Night, Chet.” My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread Mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get food poisoning. My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter and I used to eat it raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting e-coli. Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then. The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system. We all took gym, not PE...and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now. Flunking gym was not an option... Even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym. Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention. We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything. I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself. I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations. Oh yeah... And where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed! We played “king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked. Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat. We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either, because if we did we got our butt spanked there and then we got our butt spanked again when we got home. I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck. To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that? We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes. We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac! How did we ever survive? LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA. AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T, SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. I WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING! Pass this to someone and remember that life's most simple pleasures are very often |
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Maranara, most of that mad me laugh ... this one definitely did
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either, because if we did we got our butt spanked there and then we got our butt spanked again when we got home. |
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I've actually collected lots and lots of old email over the past 15 years and have formatted them in to a illustrated/gift book but am having problems finding anyone interested. Any publishers out there?
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Its great to this topic getting a lot of replies.Keep it going.Please add your memories here.Thanks.
Chris. |
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