What do you miss from your past? (cost of living, cell phone, elementary)

[Steel Man]

Enlish Toffee ice cream at either 31 Flavors or Thrifty Drug Stores...also miss the nickel price....

[RCL]

Originally Posted by RAINBOWWAVES

Born 1947. I miss the respect ppl had for one another. When you could depend on neighbors. The beautiful way girls and ladies dressed. The great music... The absence of gangsta rap.

I miss California, the way it was back in the 60's-70's. Really, it was wonderful! We could go to bed at night and leave the door unlocked, leave the car unlocked at the store, and all the neighbors knew each other and did stuff together and all the parents took an interest in all the kids well-being and if a neighbor kid got out of line then any other parent could correct them just like it was their own kid (and the kid's parent was appreciative of it). Ha, just try that now.

[cleosmom]

Originally Posted by Steel Man

Enlish Toffee ice cream at either 31 Flavors or Thrifty Drug Stores...also miss the nickel price....

Thrifty's ice cream, I'd practically forgotten about that Yes, the nickel a scoop price was quite nice, far more than that now

[Steel Man]

Originally Posted by RCL

I miss California, the way it was back in the 60's-70's. Really, it was wonderful! We could go to bed at night and leave the door unlocked, leave the car unlocked at the store....

I must have grew up in the bad part of California in the 50's and 60's (San Gabriel to West Covina, and then Pomona). We locked our house doors. However, people must have not locked their car doors in San Gabriel in the mid-50's. When I was two years old, I would go out to neighboring houses, open the car door and pretend I was driving. Luckily, the people knew who I was and called my parents and not the police.

[RCL]

Originally Posted by cleosmom

Thrifty's ice cream, I'd practically forgotten about that Yes, the nickel a scoop price was quite nice, far more than that now

WOW, haven't thought of Thrifty's nickel ice cream cone in years!!!
Thanks!

[paulscott]

All of this and more:


REMEMBER....

When the worst thing you could do at school was smoke in the bathrooms, flunk a test or chew gum. And the banquets were in the cafeteria and we danced to a juke box later, and all the girls wore fluffy pastel gowns and the boys wore suits for the first time and we were allowed to stay out till 12 a.m.

When a '57 Chevy was everyone's dream car. . . to cruise, peel out, lay rubber and watch drag races, and people went steady and girls wore a class ring with an inch of wrapped dental floss or yarn coated with pastel frost nail polish so it would fit her finger.

And no one ever asked where the car keys were 'cause they were always in the car, in the ignition, and the doors were never locked. And you got in big trouble if you accidentally locked the doors at home, since no one ever had a key.

Remember lying on your back on the grass with your friends and saying things like "That cloud looks like a..."

And playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game. Back then, baseball was not a psychological group learning experience-it was a game.

Remember when stuff from the store came without safety caps and hermetic seals 'cause no one had yet tried to poison a perfect stranger.

And...with all our progress...don't you just wish...just once...you could slip back in time and savor the slower pace...and share it with the children of the 80's and 90's...

So send this on to someone who can still remember Nancy Drew, The Hardy Boys, Laurel & Hardy, Howdy Doody and The Peanut Gallery, The Lone Ranger,

The Shadow Knows, Nellie Belle, Roy and Dale, Trigger and Buttermilk as well as the sound of a reel mower on Saturday morning, and summers filled with bike rides, playing in cowboy land, baseball games, bowling and visits to the pool...and eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar.

When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home.

Basically, we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn't because of drive by shootings,drugs, gangs,etc.

Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! But we all survived because their love was greater than the threat.

Didn't that feel good, just to go back and say, Yeah, I remember that!

And was it really that long ago?

[paulscott]

If you are old enough . . . take a stroll with me. . . close your eyes. . . and go back . . . before the Internet . . . before semiautomatics and crack .. . . before SEGA or Super Nintendo . . .way back I'm talking' about hide and go seek at dusk. Sitting' on the porch, Simon Says, Kick the Can, Red light - Green light. Lunch boxes with a thermos. . Chocolate milk, going home for lunch, penny candy from the store, hopscotch, butterscotch, skates with keys, Jacks, Mother May I? Hula Hoops and sunflower seeds, Whist and Old Maid and Crazy Eights, wax lips and mustaches, Mary Janes, saddle shoes and Coke bottles with the names of cities on the bottom, running through the sprinkler, circle pins, bobby pins, Mickey Mouse Club, Rocky & Bullwinkle, Fran & Ollie, Spin & Marty . . . all in black & white. When around the corner seemed far away, and going downtown seemed like going somewhere. Bedtime, climbing trees, making forts, backyard shows, lemonade stands, Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians, sitting' on the curb, staring at clouds, jumping down the steps, jumping on the bed, pillow fights, getting "company," ribbon candy, angel hair on the Christmas tree, Jackie Gleason, white gloves, walking to church, walking to the movie theater, being tickled to death, running till you were out of breath, laughing so hard that your stomach hurt, being tired from playing' . . .Remember that? Not stepping' on a crack or you'll break your mother's back .. . . paper chains at Christmas, silhouettes of Lincoln and Washington . .. . the smell of paste in school and Evening in Paris. What about the girl that had the big bubbly handwriting, who dotted her "i's" with hearts? The Stroll, popcorn balls, & sock hops . Remember when . . . there were two types of sneakers for girls and boys (Keds & PF Flyer) and the only time you wore them at school was for "gym." And the girls had those ugly uniforms. When it took five minutes for the TV to warm up. When nearly everyone's Mom was at home when the kids got home from school. When nobody owned a purebred dog. When a quarter was a decent allowance, and another quarter, a huge bonus. When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny. When girls neither dated nor kissed until late high school, if then. When your Mom wore nylons that came in two pieces. When all of your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done everyday and wore high heels. When you got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped, without asking, all for free, every time. And, you didn't pay for air. And, you got trading stamps to boot! When laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels hidden inside the box. When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him or use him to carry groceries, and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it. When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents. When they threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed . . and did! When the worst thing you could do at school was smoke in the bathrooms, flunk a test or chew gum. And the prom was in the auditorium and we danced to an orchestra, and all the girls wore pastel gowns and the boys wore suits for the first time. When a '57 Chevy was everyone's dream car . . . to cruise, peel out, lay rubber or watch submarine races, and people went steady and girls wore a class ring with an inch of wrapped dental floss or yarn coated with pastel frost nail polish so it would fit her finger. And no one ever asked where the car keys were, cause they were always in the car, in the ignition, and the doors were never locked. And you got in big trouble if you accidentally locked the doors at home, since no one ever had a key. Remember lying on your back on the grass with your friends and saying things like "That cloud looks like a . . . " And playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game. Back then, baseball was not a psychological group learning experience -- it was a game. Remember when stuff from the store came without safety caps and hermetic seals 'cause no one had yet tried to poison a perfect stranger. And . . . with all our progress . .don't you just wish, just once, you could slip back in time and savor the slower pace. . . and share it with the children of today . . . So come on and join the ones who can still remember Nancy Drew, The Hardy Boys, Laurel & Hardy, Howdy Doody and The Peanut Gallery, The Lone Ranger, The Shadow Knows, Nellie Belle, Roy and Dale, Trigger and Buttermilk . . . as well as the sound of a reel mower on Saturday morning, and summers filled with bike rides, playing in cowboy land, baseball games, bowling and visits to the pool, and eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar. When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home.

[Lehi]

Originally Posted by paulscott

If you are old enough . . . take a stroll with me. . . close your eyes. . . and go back . . . before the Internet . . .

Before the Internet! {gasp} Nooooooooo! I don't wanna goooooooo! You can't make me!!!

[Racelady88]

I still have my old, beat up saddle shoes with the colored laces from my cheerleader days (what do cheerleader's wear these days?). Still have my Dad's entire set of Hardy Boy's books, too.

[Isabella]

The Michael Jackson from the Thriller Area