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<p>Why not? What about gonorrhea and syphilis?</p>
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<p>I never go inside to pay for gas-here, you pay at the pump with credit or debit cards.</p>
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<p>In the '60s, we had antibiotics.</p>
<p>^^^^^Well, I came of age in the late 70’s, and was horrified when I heard about a friend getting gonorrhea. Yes, it could be cured, but after hearing about this story, I never had a cavalier attitude about sex without condoms. Perhaps it wasn’t referred to as “safe sex,” but in effect that was what a lot of people practiced in an effort to avoid that particular malady.</p>
<p>Yesterday was the primary election in our state. It also happens to be Spring Break for our local schools. But if it had not been, the schools would have closed anyway because many of them are polling places, and it is now unthinkable to have voters and students in the school building at the same time. The security concerns are too great.</p>
<p>It used to be normal for voters to be in school buildings on school days.</p>
<p>I’m in the pump it yourself group. My car is finicky and you have to pump really slow. When in NJ the attendants start the pump then go take care of three other cars. Mine clicks off almost immediately. I’ve sneaked out to restart it so I don’t spend all day waiting for attendant to return to finish the job (more than once until the attendant returns and believes that it really does have to be pumped slowly to fill).</p>
<p>Playing outside until the street light comes on. Was a problem when AZ tried daylight savings time because it was still light out after 9pm (or some time really late). AZ no daylight savings anymore.</p>
<p>Riding your bike everywhere. Everyone with a bike rode to school rather than take the bus.</p>
<p>Cruising downtown on a Friday night.</p>
<p>Cutting records off of cereal boxes and trying to play them.</p>
<p>I’ve never liked Oregon’s gas pumping law simply because a stop for gas usually takes a lot longer that way. All the while I’m sitting there waiting for some teenager to come pump my gas for me I’m thinking “I could have pumped it myself and been out of here long ago.”</p>
<p>yes, riding your bike everywhere…don’t ever recall my folks driving me where I wanted to go, it was our job to get there. </p>
<p>also, hitchhiking, remember doing that? sure hope I’m not the only CC’er to admit this</p>
<p>listening to music on my lime green Panasonic transistor radio, I was in heaven when I received this!</p>
<p>not being permitted to wear pants to school, til junior high school. Then wearing dungarees, (not jeans) to school every day, and being asked by my social studies teacher if I would wear a dress “for him”. (no, I did not)</p>
<p>Hard to believe, but I remember segregation in schools, and welcoming our first Black fellow students to our 6th grade class and then becoming friends. I invited those new friends to my birthday party, which was considered by some to be a very unusual thing to do. My kids can’t believe this.</p>
<p>Playing jacks, playing kickball, knocking on our friends’ doors to see if they could “come out and play” Messing around with a Ouija board, and getting spooked by it. Rushing home to watch David Selby/Quentin on Dark Shadows because he was so cute.</p>
<p>I remember being a kid and thinking we had to go to be so early and that our night time games were just getting into full swing when we all had to go inside for the night. Not paying attention to time back then much, that was probably close to 10:30 PM in the summer here :D. Our kids were able to have a similar childhood where they got to ride bikes everywhere, play outside after dark, etc. When we go visit our old town, they still get the old gang together to play hide and seek after it gets dark. They plan out their clothing so they are all in black too. The parents sit around a bonfire and have a few beers…or more :D.</p>
<p>Really trick or treating and getting homemade treats, like popcorn balls. No “healthy” treats.</p>
<p>Any of us who at least dipped our toes into the counterculture lifestyle of the late 60s/early 70s has almost certainly hitchhiked at some point.</p>
<p>Yes, I remember hitchhiking… right until I got picked up by a **** and ended up leaping out at a light, only to be chased (on foot) about a mile until I went in a friend’s back door. The creep had the nerve to knock on the front door and ask if anyone had seen his “daughter”! After that, I stopped hitching. Should have called the police.</p>
<p>^^^^^Oh. My. God.</p>
<p>That’s scary.</p>
<p>When my father was 16 (which was around 1925), he hitchhiked from New York to Montreal. And back again. Yowie.</p>
<p>When I was in elementary school, the asphalt playground was divided into the “boys’ side” and the “girls’ side.” It used to annoy me because the boys’ playground was much larger.</p>
<p>Nobody heard of a bike helmet or a seat belt. </p>
<p>You were expected to get measles, mumps and chicken pox.</p>
<p>The only atheist in America was Madelyn Murray, and she was possessed by demons.</p>
<p>We studied penmanship, and learned to read with Dick and Jane.</p>
<p>Our phone was TR-1046. (TR stood for Triangle.)</p>
<p>We had screen doors that the kids would run out and usually let slam.</p>
<p>We didn’t lock our car doors. Heck, we didn’t lock our house doors unless we left town.</p>
<p>My hitchhiking dream was the night a friend and I were picked up by a carload of girls. My hitchhiking nightmare was being picked up by a state trooper. The trooper looked at our heavy suitcase and asked my friend what was in it. My friend told him it was fishing tackle. We were under age, and had a case and a half of beer in the suitcase. I wondered if the trooper knew we were lying. </p>
<p>One nice thing about hitchhiking was if you got into a car accident, you could open the car door and get out, and then just walk away. </p>
<p>When I pumped gas I had it timed so I could fill four cars at the same time. I’d put two fill-ups on the slowest speed on the hose (I think those parts are gone now?), put a third on medium speed, and then fill the $2 or $5 customer as fast as I could. Once I was done I’d listen for the clicks and rush over to collect the money from the three customers.</p>
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<p>People still hitchhike.</p>
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<p>I was going to post about dyed live Easter chicks as an old-timey practice (they would be in the dime stores when I was a child), but then I found out that dyed chicks are apparently still sold in some parts of the country.</p>
<p>This is an amusing topic that comes around about once a year or so. Here are some of the previous threads:
<a href=“http://talk.collegeconfidential.com/parent-cafe/1239528-do-you-remember.html?[/url]”>http://talk.collegeconfidential.com/parent-cafe/1239528-do-you-remember.html?</a>
<a href=“http://talk.collegeconfidential.com/parent-cafe/377192-60s-childhoods.html?[/url]”>http://talk.collegeconfidential.com/parent-cafe/377192-60s-childhoods.html?</a>
<a href=“http://talk.collegeconfidential.com/parent-cafe/193692-you-know-you-old-when.html?[/url]”>http://talk.collegeconfidential.com/parent-cafe/193692-you-know-you-old-when.html?</a></p>
<p>Have we gotten around to mentioning the bonnet hair dryer and spoolies curlers in this thread yet?</p>
<p>NJTheatreMom- I am dealing with issues re: chicks right now in my lawyer-work. A company here operates nation-wide retail stores and sells chicks seasonally for eggs/eating and NOT for pets/dying. There is a minimum quantity that must be purchased. PITA is raising hell, which is absurd. I can’t go into any of the details, but it made me think back to those poor chicks that used to be dyed!</p>
<p>MomofWildChild, I have never seen PETA referred to as PITA before but I’d wager that this is not the first time. :)</p>
<p>It was in Texas that I saw the dyed Easter chicks when I was a kid. I’m wondering if the banning of it might be a bit of a red state/blue state thing, or…?</p>