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When you get are age you don't count years..you count growth rings..
LOl no doubt! I hope I make it!!
My grandmother (70's) tells me when she was a child around 10 she was so thin and sickly looking her doctor prescribed a beer a day to help gain weight.
My husbands grandfather (90ish) lost several siblings in the great depression and his first job at 12 was driving the horse and cart to deliver milk... I find those stories so interesting!
And that awful blue/purple ink that would get all over your fingers when you used one!
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Originally Posted by Cunucu Beach
"bracelets"? I remember the POW/MIA Vietnam war bracelets. I even wore one. Finally gave it to a Vietnam vet friend who collected that kind of memorabilia.
I had one too. Seemed to be the thing to do back then.
I'm so old I remember... Hitch hiking 20-30 miles or more to get somewhere and no problems. People would gladly stop if you had short hair.. long hair they would not stop! Dang Hippies ! They smoked Mary Jane Man !
I always picked up girls with long hair! Even short hair come to think of it
I'm so old I remember doing things and not hurting afterwards.
LOl no doubt! I hope I make it!!
My grandmother (70's) tells me when she was a child around 10 she was so thin and sickly looking her doctor prescribed a beer a day to help gain weight.
My husbands grandfather (90ish) lost several siblings in the great depression and his first job at 12 was driving the horse and cart to deliver milk... I find those stories so interesting!
My father tells the story of the ice deliver guy,and the kids would jump up into the horse drawn wagon and grab the little chucks of ice. This was in the summer, and they would have too find some way of washing off the sawdust.. this was 1917.
Early 1960s Cap guns. And they came with little rolls of red paper which held a tiny round circle of powder.
Then the gun would go POP! I loved those things.
Oh, and these too. They looked like little bombs. We would throw them up in the air. And we would put three or four of those red caps in to them to make them louder.
Wow. Those were the days. I have not thought of those red caps in a long time.
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I'm so old I remember when we had to go out and push the lawn mower! Now all these young punks are driving them around like they're a Mercedes! *Shakes cane in anger filled rage*
I'm so old I remember when we had to go out and push the lawn mower! Now all these young punks are driving them around like they're a Mercedes! *Shakes cane in anger filled rage*
I just bought a push mower!! I did it to make myself SWEAT!!
I'm so old I remember when we had to go out and push the lawn mower! Now all these young punks are driving them around like they're a Mercedes! *Shakes cane in anger filled rage*
You had a push mower... we had sheep & goats. The sheeps had a hard time starting.......all you got was Bahhhhhhhhhh............. Bahhhhhhhh
I just got a whiff of them along with red's cap gun paper.
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