You Are A Survior

[stloldg]

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO
SURVIVED THE

1930's 40's, 50's, 60's & 70's!! :bouncybou


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

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

then after that trauma, our cots were covered with bright colored
lead-based paints. :confused:

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

As children, we would ride in cars

with no seat belts or air bags. :cool:

Riding in the back of a Ute on a warm day was always a special treat. :xpulcy:

We drank water from the garden hose :shock:
and NOT from a bottle!

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

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soft drink with sugar in it, but
we weren't overweight because
WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING! :imouttahe

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

No one was able to reach us all day. :Hyrdrogen
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
99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chatrooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! :twohugs: :tickle:

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

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

We were given slingshots 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. :veryhappy

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!

Under 12 footy had tryouts and not everyone
made the team Those who didn't
had to learn to deal with disappointment. :sowrong:
Imagine that!!

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

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers
and inventors ever! :dogpile:

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! :xpeepsofa :cool2:

:dogpile:
And 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 our lives for our own good.

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

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

[Robace252]

That was great stloldg!

I was born in 72 so I can remember the days pre-atari and when I was in kindergarten and 1st grade running up and down the street with my freinds with no cares.
Kids nowadays have no idea how it was....I dont think many of them would have lasted a day!

Great thread stloldg!

Rob

[isabeau]

i still dont wear a helmet when riding my bike..and i never ate worms..eww

isabeau

[stloldg]

That was great stloldg!

I was born in 72 so I can remember the days pre-atari and when I was in kindergarten and 1st grade running up and down the street with my freinds with no cares.
Kids nowadays have no idea how it was....I dont think many of them would have lasted a day!

Great thread stloldg!

Rob

THANKS, BUT I HAVE TO GIVE THE CREDIT TO PSYCHO GURL MY WIFE, SHE EMAIL IT TO ME.

[tulipangel]

LMAO! I was a kid in the 80's and all that applied to me! If I ever broke the law, my parents would let me sit in jail(and i think id be safer in jail then home anyway if i did something that dumb)....

[stloldg]

LMAO! I was a kid in the 80's and all that applied to me! If I ever broke the law, my parents would let me sit in jail(and i think id be safer in jail then home anyway if i did something that dumb)....


Ok we're give you that one :lurking: :twohugs:

[tulipangel]

Ok we're give you that one :lurking: :twohugs:

Thank you :) :cuddle:

[Mz Chaos]

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO
SURVIVED THE 1930's 40's, 50's, 60's & 70's!! :bouncybou

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

Um... You mean I'm NOT supposed to run through the house with scissors???
Oops!

[Mastertank1]

Born in 1948. Spoke to strangers on the street enroute to and from school. Carried a claw hammer stuck through the back of my belt to deal with the local street gangs.
Dad taught me Russian Martial arts and bowhunting beginning at age 5 (He taught hand to hand combat and marksmanship at the NYC police acadamy, back when the phrase 'New York's Finest' actually meant something.)
Drove in street drag races before I was old enough to legally drive, out on the cross bay boulevard in Queens.
Looked out for my neighbors, and expected them to do the same for me, and they did.
Tried pot and hash and liked them, but knew enough not to ever try any harder drugs, as did most of my friends.
(I think the way current anti-drug commercials treat pot as if it were just as bad as all other drugs only lowers the credibility of the entire campaign in the eyes of kids who know better. High school and college pals who used to smoke tobacco pipes full of pot on a daily basis are now fully functional adults at the top of their professions, succesful doctors, lawyers, writers who have in some cases won Pulitzer and/or Peabody awards. Hell, even I won a couple Peabodys back in 1968, they were collegiate division Peabodys, but they still count, and I smoked like an industrial stack back then!)
I think the key difference from then to now is this;
THEN: Everyone was responsible for the forseeable consequences of their own actions, especially to themselves.
NOW: No one is responsible for anything. If anything bad ever happens to anyone, there is always someone else who can be held responsible and sued! And if God forbid you turn out to be responsible for something bad that happened to someone else, your lawyer will try to prove that the consequences were not foreseeable, no matter how obvious they were.
(Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I ask you! How could my client, or anyone else, have forseen that merely dropping a 200 pound anvil on the victim's head from a height of 50 feet would cause the man's skull to break, and kill him! The manufacturer of the anvil failed to meet their moral obligation to place a warning label on the product to ensure that innocent users would not unknowingly drop it on some third party's head! It's really the maker of the anvil who should be defending themselves here in this courtroom!).
Mastertank1

We who play and dance are thought mad by they who hear no music.

[Knox The Hatter]

Oh, my God! My dad and my uncle might've been out there pink slipping on Cross Bay with you!

A great post...and all so true. The information super highway has made it acceptable to isolate yourselves from the rest of humanity. And, no wonder everyone's too frickin' fat...

[Strider]

I was born in 1981. People born in the late 70s/early 80s are basically the last ones to gain self-awareness before the Cold War was over, and before the internet, email, and the entire information-economy in general were taken for granted as 'just always there'. So it's weired when I talk to people who are only 3 or 4 years younger than me, but have completely different memories of growing up than I do because I came into the world just before massive shifts in society started to occur.

[Mastertank1]

My cousin Marty was a terriffic self taught automotive engineer, but lacked the balls-to-the-wall craziness to win drag races. That was where my then 14 year old self came in.
I would follow Marty in his truck while he drove his latest car out to the Big Bow Wow on the Cross Bay; we would jack up the rear end and swap out the street tranny for a racing model right there in the parking lot. Three guys would take their cars out to block the three Rockaway bound lanes until the 1/4 mile from the Big Bow Wow's exit to the entrance to the parking lot at Weiss' Hamburgers was completely empty, then we'd dig it out from a cold start.
The winner got the loser's vehicle! Yeah! Pink slippin'!
Some of my cuz'z cars that your dad and/or unc might reacall;
A hotrod hearse painted scarlet, named 'Masque Of The Red Death'
A '64 Lincoln 2-door, painted up to look like a navy PT boat, called the 'PT69'
A tame looking passenger sedan with a 4-cylinder putt putt under the hood and a chrysler 427 Hemi marine engine hidden in the trunk, with a big lever to disengage the one and engage the other to the tranny, called 'Q-Ship'.
A '56 Dodge Lancer with the 3-tone paint job in Coral, White and Gray, with the engine upgraded to a 440 six pack from a Dodge Charger, with a gaping snake's jaws as a custom paint job on the front end, called 'Coral Snake'.
Those were the most memorable.
In those days my Boulevard nickname was 'Krazy Kid'. Tank came a couple years later, given to me by my High School football teammates.
Mastertank1

We who play and dance are thought mad by they who hear no music.

[Strider]

The earliest thing I remember is the 1984 presidential debate between Reagan and Mondale.