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...I remember the thrill of going out to trick or treat, lugging a "portable" T.V. up to my room to watch "The Avengers" and knowing I was the only person awake in my house and being scared, hearing the bus on Shroyer Avenue on a hot night and I couldn't sleep, my parents putting in our first a/c unit in my sister's bedroom upstairs, I slept on the floor and was thrilled. We ate supper in the basement because it was cooler.. going to Arby's for the first time, watching the Wild Wild West on Fridays...Not staying up past 8:30 on school nights...huge 4th of July picnics, talking with my Mom and Dad on the front porch while we listened to Reds games. - Mark

I remember clothes-pinning playing cards to the bicycle spokes to make them sound like motorcycles. Playing bicycle polo with croquet mallets. Racing our fat tire Schwinns to the local swimming pool. Building tree houses, forts in the woods, and camping out in the back yard. Playing bombsies (marbles), walking the dog (yoyo), no bounce-sheep in the pen, (jacks), hop scotch (so, I had sisters!), hide-n-seak, Simon says, Old Maid, Go Fish, Cootie, and Potato Head. - Tom S.

G'day, I'm an Aussie and I remember when the Milkman and the Baker, driving horse drawn floats, delivered fresh to our door each day. The Milkie left our milk in a Billycan and the Baker carried the bread in a big, wicker basket, covered with a white cloth. I also remember, before we had fridges, the Iceman delivering ice for our Icechest. - Kelpie

I remember all the kids on the block playing outside everday after school. In the summer going to the swimming pool almost every day. Also riding our bikes all around our neighborhood and feeling so safe. Cherry cokes and french fries from a small, local cafe. - Vicki

I remember the Helms Bakery Truck; they had an odd sort of whistle they blew instead of a horn, it was quite distinctive. The bottom drawer was like a tin box and that was where items like cream puffs were stored. I remember being turned lose by myself at an amuzement park Pacific Ocean Park. All those things are gone now. - Don Anderson

Going to the movies on a Sat afternoon was an all day thing -- you left the house at noon and didn't get home till 5:00. I remember matinees being .$35! - Nancy C

I was raised in Wheeling, West Virginia in the fifties. Remember FIZZIES? They looked like giant Alka Seltzer tablets and fizzed in your glass..came in many delicious flavors..rootbeer was my favorite. Summer was bearable as long as you had Fudgecicles in the freezer, Eskimo Pies, RC Cola,etc. I used to go to the matinee at the Capitol Theatre (seats 2000) and sit high up in the balcony. For 50 cents I could watch a western, a war picture, and a creepy Vincent Price movie while munching on REAL popcorn, a Zagnut bar, and an icy Coke from that dispensing machine that dropped the cup in first, then the beverage, then the ice, all magically visible through a plastic cover. - Nick Nostalgia

It seems cool to live in that time period. I'm 15, and although I think it was a lot better then, I think some of the older generations think it's worse now then it was then. I am not afraid to walk alone in the dark, our car doors and house are never locked (all the neighbors know where the key is!) and my friends are like my family. I too played outside until dark with my friends, and my brother had a friend that would come over every single day in the summer and stay until late at night for about 10 years. The only thing I would change about times today is the teachers actually respecting the students, and having the students return the favor. Hey, we're not as bad as you think! Thanks for sharin you memories! I was doin a research paper for English class and stumbled upon them. You lived in a good time! Love always, - apple*juize

I especially enjoyed the entry by "Leslie Moll" (I'll try and hunt you out on the internet) to talk about one of my fave memories, too -- Yardley cosmetics and Oh! de London cologne (never will forget that smell). I was in 7th grade too but WAS permitted to use the makeup -- but I never was overdone -- well, cough cough, 'cept for tons of mascara -- remember that skinny blue psychedelic tube it came in. Very cool. The BIGGER your eyes looked the better. It was absolutely the best mascara -- my lashes were the best they ever were. I also absolutely loved the Slicker lipstick -- my fave shade -- I think the only color I ever wore was called "Downtown" -- this kind of silvery/platinum shade -- very very cool. AND, I also wore the liquid foundation -- can't remember the name of it -- but remember distinctly that Olivia Hussey (Juliet) of the 1968 Romeo & Juliet movie -- and I absolutely idolized her and Leonard Whiting (remember???). I even wore my hair long like hers and well -- 'cept for when I was in my "Hullabaloo" moments -- and I'd pull some of hair on both sides of my head and put them in high ponytails that would make your hair look very thick -- very Jean Shrimpton. I even remember wearing this wine/cream psychedelic print pants with tunic coat. I eventually stopped wearing the pants though -- and wore the tunic coat as a MINI dress. I was into it all -- maxi coat over minis, over the knee boots. Never slutty though -- just groovy, baby. 1967,68 and 69 were my absolutely fave years -- what a blast -- my school, my friends, the music -- I'll never forget 'em. Just wish I was into Elvis back then -- I've been a fan for about 3 years now -- a big big fan -- got "converted" at Graceland. His "black leather period" in his '68 "Comeback" Special is my fave -- so, that age is especially precious to me now. Well, great to ramble about stuff someone else besides me is passionate about. Other memories: My "Twinky Doll" -- this very small doll that was entirely rubber -- as were the wigs, clothes, underwear, purses -- all rubber. LOVED that doll. I even purchased one on E-Bay after searching endlessly. (Yeh, a $2.22 doll from KMart was $95. I had to have it, and yes, it's still fun. My "baby sister" (44!) and I especially reminisce over the Christmas holidays -- and I bring the doll out and we "play." I'll always be a child I guess. ha. Other memories: Outdoor games in the summer -- hide-n-seek, "ditch 'em" -- and "colored eggs." More: Fizzies More: Saturday morning show "Fireball XL5" -- some weird space "puppet" thing if I remember...and this one "puppet" saying "Wellllllllcome Home" real weird like -- anyone remember? Being "glued" to the radio in my room while WCVS (Spfld. IL A.M.) station played "Six in a Row on the Wild West Show" -- (I think because the DJ's last name was "West.") Anyway, it was where they played 6 songs in a row and if you were the first to call in and give all the names of the songs/maybe the artists, too?, that you won 6 45's and 6 albums. I always had the answers right, but unfortunately could never get in on time. - Betsy

I couldn't wait for Saturday mornings on TV. Fury, with Bobby Diamond and Peter Graves; Mighty Mouse cartoons; Ruff 'n Ready cartoons; Circus Boy with Mickey Dolenz; and the immortal Sky King! Ah! Those were the days indeed when the magic of television caused you to dream your dreams and act them out - sometimes. Bill from Michigan - William Reid

I remember walking everywhere we went. Going to the neighborhood swimming pool every day we got the chance. If it was summertime, we went barefooted everywhere & if it was really hot, we ran across the hot street as fast as we could to get to the cool grass on the other side. Riding bicycles with banana seats, sissy bars & butterfly handlebars. A bunch of us friends going to the movies on Saturdays. Being able to get in for 35 cents and still having enough money get a fountain drink and a burger, hotdog or popcorn. Walking around inside the theater just to see who was there and then hanging out in the girls' bathroom and talking about boys. Not being old enough yet to sit in the balcony. And on days we didn't go to the movies, we watched Tarzan movies and cartoons till we all felt like going outside to hang out with friends. Taking soda bottles to the neighborhood grocery store (in my case it was One-O Food Market), cashing them in for a few cents so we could buy penny candy or a cho-cho bar ice cream or a grape Nehi. Those were definitely the good old days. --NVK-- - Nancy Knight

I grew up in Copiague, Long Island in the fabulous fifties. On summer nights we'd still play ball until it got lost in 'the woods,' but would always find it the next day. 20 cents got you into the Amityville movies and a nickel got you 5 chuckles, or milky way or good'n'plenty on Saturdays. there was the farmer's market on sunrise hwy where you got pizza, clothes, etc, but most of all it was the forerunner of the mall, where you could check out the girls! Then came the All Weather Drive In!!! You didn't have a car? no problem. You could see the movie either inside or on the outdoor terrace. We never actually saw the movie, what with still checking out the female viewers. This was our right, after all, we had 'paid' and not sneaked over the fence didn't we? ahem. They also had the most well stocked snack bar in the USA. I can still taste the hot dog and beans combo...A few years earlier found us bored to tears with all day sessions of the Mccarthy hearings on tv. Boy, could we have used a vcr then! Every August came 'the feast,' a bazaar sponsored by the church in Copiague, with fireworks on the last Sunday. Man! where is my rewind switch? - Carl Sturiale

Since Copiague Long Island school only went to the 9th grade, we all 'graduated' to Amityville High for the next 3 years. New school, new classes, new kids, new teachers. I still remember wandering the halls looking for my next class! All the girls loved Elvis, and all the guys hated him, but secretly wanted to BE him. We all flipped over a cute little blonde named Tuesday Weld in 'ROCK ROCK ROCK'. Back in our pre-teen years we were amazed at our grandparents' Brooklyn apartment, which was 3 flights up. Coming from Long Island we were in another world, with flat roofed houses, traffic, and most of all, the candy store downstairs which made real malted milks and had every toy and gadget ever made! I remember hitch-hiking to Valley Stream for ....WHITE CASTLES!! Oh man, 12 cents for a totally square hamburger, loaded with 'extra ketchup and pickle'. Later on saw the opening of the Copiague All Weather Roller Rink, across from the All Weather Drive In. You'd see a girl you liked and asked 'wanna skate double'? Sometimes, much to my surprise...and horror, she said yes! I always thought to myself, NOW WHAT? I wish I could go back to those 'now what' days. I miss them. - Carl Sturiale aged 61

I remember playing kick-the-can or hide & seek on summer evenings with the neighborhood kids, we were allowed out no later than our 8pm bedtime. In the summer the music of the ice-cream man had everyone running in for nickels and dimes to purchase popsicles which would melt and drip down our arms and legs before we could finish them, then the sand would stick to us when we played in the sandbox. I had saddle shoes and a sweater with buttons down the front on and was riding my Schwinn bike, (it was aqua) the first time I heard the Beatles "I Wanna Hold your Hand." A neighbor boy was singing it to me and it was one of the few times in my life that I felt pretty. Some of the favorite TV shows at our house were Bozo's Circus on at noon every weekday, Garfield Goose, The Storyteller, Ray Rayner, Andy Clyde, and later the Addam's Family, Batman, the Brady Bunch and Family Affair. We had an Impala. My dad coached Little League and mom kept score, and the evening air was filled with chants of "Hey batter, batter..." Once in a while we would buy a whole white bag full of penny candy. What a great time it was! - kim

I remember being a "Blue Bird," buying U.S. Savings Bond stamps at school, wearing an awful lot of plaid dresses, NOT getting a ride from my folks (even in the winter), watching Maverick and Zorro, the Sears Christmas catalog, how just about all candy cost a nickel (except for the penny candy - remember those little bright pink lipsticks?), Whip n' Chill desert, Saturday movie matinees, and the Davey & Goliath cartoon on Sunday mornings. - LaDonne

A horse is a horse of course, of course, and "Yo Rinty" and "Book 'em Dan-O," and all the theme songs - especially from "Father Knows Best" and "Maverick" and "Cheyenne" - and baseball cards with huge pieces of bubble gum, and Sunday nights with Ed Sullivan and the What's My Line panel, and the great morning game shows like Concentration with Hugh Downs and other emcees like Bill Cullen & Garry Moore & Allen Funt - and my Davy Crockett coonskin cap - we were poor - life was fun - the neighbors were neat - and you could get a soda fountain vanilla phosphate. - fritz

I remember back in the mid 60's my friends and I would take the train into new York to see one of Murray the K's holiday shows. They were held at the Brooklyn Fox Theater and were great. There were no fights or hassling among the kids. Just fun. - Ted Kulze

Sleeping on the roof top or the fire escape on hot summer nights, with the sounds of Tommy James or the Supremes drifting up. Staring at the sky and telling Hookman stories. You could hear your parents voices from front steps. Riding the subway to the last stop, then a bus to the last stop, then hitchhiking to the beach with a towel and a bag lunch. No money for amusement rides or "treats," but having a ball. Its funny when I see a whole aisle at the store devoted to different waters, I think of us drinking from hoses, outdoor spigots, muddy streams, fire hydrants, sprinklers, we would have killed for an ice cold tonic on our travels but they were few and far between. Marathon pickup games of half ball and pimple ball. Rainy day card games in the vestibule. Flipping baseball cards and nickels. Hopscotch and double dutch. Free concerts on the Common with the Doors and Santana. Gimp and board games at the neighborhood playground. And speaking of playgrounds.....We rode down slides that were deadly onto cement, played on seesaws that could knock you out if they caught you in the head, and road bikes with a friend clinging to our backs without helmets. It was all so simple then......... - Jay Mckee

I remember those good old days: - - a short glass bottle of Coca Cola for 6 cents, tall Coke 10 cents - candy bars (Babe Ruth, Zero, Payday, etc.) 5 cents, king-sized candy bars 10 cents - potato chips (individual bag) 5 cents - cookies in a jar 1 cent each, small cookies two for 1 cent - hot dogs 15 cents, hamburgers 20 cents, cheeseburgers 25 cents - ice cream 5 cents a scoop - popsicles 5 cents - one black and white TV with one channel and no remote control or cable. TV signed off each night playing the Star Spangled Banner around 10:30 pm after the news went off. TV signed back on between 6-7am. - There was only one TV in the house (located in the living room). - Playing hopscotch, red light, jacks, marbles, hide and seek, mother may I,jumping rope, hoola hoops, skates with your own skate key - eating together at the table as a family (with no distractions:radio, reading the newspaper a definite no-no) - no one leaving the table until everyone finished eating - no fast food places, no microwaves, no dishwashers, no garbage disposals, no air-conditioning(we used fans) - one black rotary telephone - calling the operator to call someone long distance - everyone in the neighborhood was your extended family and disciplined you when needed and then told your parents who disciplined you again - always, always showing respect to teachers and to elders - everything being closed on Sundays (grocery stores, businesses, etc.) - wearing white gloves to church on Sundays - - always feeling safe - manual typewriters - no interstate highways (all roads were 2-laned) - having good, clean fun! - AC

Coke and Pepsi were about the same price, but Pepsi had 12 oz and Coke had 6 and a half, so we always bought Pepsi, especially since Polly Bergen used to sing about it. '12 full ounces, that's alot', while my mother would buy a six pack of Coke at the A&P, of which we kids would partake. I remember the first half-gallon container of ice cream. Man! We had a 21" Zenith in the basement, the coolest room in the house. My brother and I would stay up late watching the East Side Kids until my father would thunder down and yell 'turn that thing off'! My younger brother was Davy Crockett Jr. He had the coonskin cap, the rifle,moccasins,leather jacket and a real powder horn, compliments of my uncle Eddie. One year the church raffled off a brand new 55 Ford, and the priest's cousin won it. Hmmmm. I remember something like Frontier Land, a theme park somewhere in THE BRONX. The Bronx. That was on another planet from Long Island, NY. We would watch channel 13, WATV from Newark, which ran Charlie Chan pics. Public TV? What was that? The closest thing to that was OMNIBUS. Who remembers that? Everything stopped when the ice cream truck jingled. Ma! Ma! I need money for the ice cream man. Hurry up or he'll go away. Sure he would. We would always see that mist coming from the freezer of the truck and go ahhhhh. High School still found us walking, except if your older bro had a car, which mine did. We'd speed past our friends on foot with Elvis blaring from the windows which were never closed, even in winter. That sure was a time we had. Some days I'd wear a reindeer sweater to school. That sure was a time we had. - Carl Sturiale

Growing up in Oklahoma city was great. I remember you could leave your keys in the car seat if it had to be move for a deliver truck, that is if you parked downtown on the street. The car was always put back in the same place. How about eating at KIP'S BIG Boy, some called it Bob's big boy. All the families new each other on the block, and some on the other block. I use to sleep outside in the back yard in the summer, real campers me an my friends were. If it rained we went in the house. What dumb stories came from those sleep outs. I just love the 50s and 60s it makes me smile when I think back. Bob Myers

Despite the political upheavals of the sixties, it was a fabulous coming-of-age decade, alive with its colorful pop art and pop culture. The British Invasion forever influenced music and fashion. It was fun, futuristic and loaded with optimism. Girls had to have that "Carnaby Street Look" so we straightened our hair with an iron, hoping to look like Paul McCartney's girlfriend, Jane Asher (silly but true!). Painting those "Twiggy" dots just under the eyelashes, remember? Fishnet stockings, go-go boots and mini skirts. Commercials for Vidal Sassoon, Faberge perfume, and that sexy blonde for Noxema Shave Creme ("take it all off..."). We had an all-girl band and sang nothing but Beatles songs! Movies like "What's New Pussycat" and "Casino Royale." TV shows like Dick Clark's "Where The Action Is" and the original "Avengers" with Diana Rigg and Patrick MacNee. A special memory for me is when I entered the Miss Teenage America Contest, held at the once famous and long since closed Palisades Amusement Park in New Jersey. Got to meet Cousin Brucie! Hey, I'm starting to feel 15 again...was it really almost four decades ago??? - Micheline

Does anyone remember the bungalow colony in Monroe,NY-'orchard lake lodge'.. it was near "lake Ann"-we were from the Bronx and went there from 58-65. - joan zucker

This message is for Joan Zucker. You inquired about anyone remembering Orchard Lake Lodge, in Monroe, New York. I remember it well. However, I we didn't go there during the time frame you mentioned. We (when I was married) were there from 1970 to 1972. However, my ex-wife's aunt and her many friend were there for many summers, which included your time frame. Her name was Allegra Gordon. Her Husband's name was Henry, and her children were Joel and Gary. I had three great years up there. The one thing that stands out in my mind about that place was how everyone separately went to management at the end of each year to negotiate how much they would pay for the following season. - Stephen Felsen - A. Smith-Sheppard

I grew up in the 1960's and it was a lot more fun than today. Riding to the drug store for comics and baseball cards, and putting every dime I could get my hands on for the rat fink machine (which I still collect). Man do I feel sorry for the kids today. Do you ever see one smile or not be wearing black? - Jerryc

In answer to Joan Zucker--I too was at Orchard Lake Lodge as a child! - Caryl Foster

I do remember orchard lake lodge; I think there was an orchard lodge, as well. I went to MeadowLane from 1962 to 1965. Wonderful memories, entering our teens. The casino with the pinball machines and juke box, scavenger hunts, color war. First loves, first heartbreaks. Wonder where everybody is now. - Ellen (Miller) Kaufman

This messsage is for Joan Zucker and S. Felsen. My family had a bungalow for two seasons, probably 1957-8. The "Lake" was a stream that had been dammed up at the end. They constructed a small walled-off area where parents and children could swim. I learned to swim in that lake. My sister and I would tramp around the Lake, hunting for frogs. There was a canteen, with pinball machines, and a large baseball field, where the men would play softball against other bungalow colonies on the weekends. The centerfielder for our team spent the whole game singing "volare," which had just come out and was a big hit. - andrew van tosh.

Joan Zucker, my name is Richie, I too remember Orchard Lake Lodge. I spent the summer of 72 there, with my father and his wife. We had a place in the building across from the restaurant, where the juke box and pinball machines were. I was a assistant camp counselor, I was 13 at the time. I have to say, I had a great summer there, great memories. Frank, the person who ran it, or owned it, not sure, was a friend of my father's. I really had a great time there, the place was full of good people. Richie M. - Richie Mullen

In answer to Joan Zucker's question, we had a summer home in Orchard Lake Lodge, in the 50's. I remember walking down the hill to the bungalow colony, learning to swim in the lake, hanging out at the casino--movie night--and dancing the lindy, mash potatoes, to the music on the juke box. Yes, Lake Ann was near by as was Toro Hill. Both colonies--had little day camps ---Also I remember going into town in Monroe for some fun shopping maybe a 5 and 10 cents store? or Saturday night movies with my parents. We were very fortunate to get out of the muggy city for the summer as we lived in Brooklyn, New York. Although we weren't in the bungalow colony proper, I had many friends there and can still picture the scene , hear the screen doors slamming and kids laughing. Also I learned to play hand ball --on the courts and watch many a baseball game on the big field there and play A my name is Alice with the Spauldine ball. I'm happily surprised to find some folks still remember the ole place--yes--sweet memories. - Marilyn Milewits

This is also for Joan Zucker. Both my husband and I went to Orchard Lake Lodge from the early 50's till the late 60's and beyond since our parents bought summer homes. Mae both worked at Lake Anne as counsellors. Many great memories - I remember waiting for the mailman before I started working with probably 40+ teens. Harriet Gershkowitz (my maiden name was Bloom). Anybody else out there fromOrchard Lake Lodge. - Harriet Gershkowiyz

Some random memories from growing up in St. Paul, Minnesota in the 1960s...Khruschev was basically the devil in the pages of the St. Paul Dispatch (the truth was, he was kind of a reformer after Stalin)...I remember wondering what the heck the "Iron Curtain" was but it sounded pretty scary...There was also a "Bamboo Curtain" involving China...In other words, the Cold War and the Commies were a huge deal, the backdrop to everything else that went on..."The Man From UNCLE" came along in the wake of the James Bond craze and was THE show to watch for me and my fourth- and fifth-grade buddies...The spy thing on TV really blew away the cowboy thing...The coolest consumer item in the world in about 1963-64-65, as far as I was concerned, was a transistor radio, and the second coolest thing was a Schwinn Stingray bike...We'd listen to AM stations on the transistor radio, AM radio was where it was AT, baby - every week you'd hear some great fresh new record, and you'd hear it everywhere, it saturated the air...The summer of '65 was phenomenal for music - "Ticket to Ride" and "Help" by the Beatles, "(I Can't Get No) Satisfaction" by the Stones, "Like a Rolling Stone" by Bob Dylan, "Do You Believe in Magic" by the Lovin' Spoonful, "Papa's Got a Brand New Bag" by James Brown, "Mr. Tambourine Man" by the Byrds, "I Can't Help Myself" by the Four Tops, etc. etc....We had two drugstores in our neighborhood with soda fountains, they're both gone now...Playboy magazines were kept in a drawer at the drugstores, hidden from view. One time when I was about 10 a college guy came along and, while I was standing there, opened the drawer and got himself a copy. I caught of GLIMPSE of the stack of Playboys and I lived on that memory for a couple of years...We played football and baseball constantly in this beautiful open field that was owned by the local Lutheran seminary. I haven't seen anybody playing on that field for 20 years. Maybe there are some liability/insurance problems...Here's a salute to a summer's day in 1965 with "Satisfaction" on my radio and a bottle of Coke in my hand, speeding down Como Ave. on my bike, helmetless, young and free ('cept for those lurking Commies)... - Bob

This is really makin the nostalgia train run! The memories of banana seats, black and white TVs and 45s are really swirling around....I have been singing the commercial for "Shake A Puddin" lately and have no idea why so I was glad to see someone else mentioned it. Havin my Mom cut my hair (a flattop), being very upset when comic books went all the way up to $.25 and being very excited the first time I got to see Batman in color - oh are some very happy memories. - Ted

my mom calling me from 1/2 a mile away at jib lanes. jack the dairy crest man. skelly, spinning tops, 2 all star games ringolevio & salugi. pomonauk. coming home on a summer nite & everyone sitting outside the bldg on chairs. sitting under the tree talking about everything & nothing. stickball pennsy pinkis etc etc - lon deutsch

I remember in 1963 all the girls in junion high school were wearing tight short skirts; but I wasn't allowed to. One day I bought in a needle and thread to school and proceeded to alter my skirt in the girl's bathroom. It worked for awhile until the seams started popping out in class! LOL - Anita

We all had unusually happy childhoods in the Fireside neighborhood of Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. Despite all of the social upheaval in other cities and the war in Vietnam, our neighborhood was untouched by it all; that was all so far away. We played wiffleball in the street during the summer, touch football in fall. We ran and rode bikes, oblivious to the incredible turmoil of the era. We built forts in the underbrush and in the trees adjacent to the railroad that ran near our neighborhood. We bought ice cream from Dairy Dan, soft chocolate ice cream in a cone for 10 cents. If you were lucky you had another 10 cents which bought a sundae. Then we all grew up and it all went away....with only the everlasting memory of those wonderful, simple, pure and carefree days to comfort us as we deal with life in the 21st Century. Indeed, these were the best days of our lives! - Dan

I grew up in Dothan, Alabama. I remember summers on the Florida Gulf Coast beaches - still the most beautiful beaches in the world. I remember riding with my friend, Larry, out to the local airport on my bicycle on Friday nights and sitting at the parking lot fence and watching the Southern Airways DC-3 taxi up to the ramp. We could walk out to the plane and talk with the stewardess (they were always female). And we always marvelled at the long tongues of flame from the exhaust pipes as those DC-3s took off. - Joe A Fortner

This is an English view of our younger years:
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's and early 80's probably shouldn't have survived, because......
Our baby cots were covered with brightly coloured lead-based paint which was promptly chewed and licked.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, or latches on doors or and it was fine to play with pans.
When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip flops and fluorescent 'clackers' on our wheels.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the passenger seat was a treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle - tasted the same.
We ate dripping sandwiches, bread and butter pudding and drank fizzy pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.
We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle or can and no one actually died from this.
We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went top speed down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back before it got dark. No one was able to reach us all day and no one minded.
We did not have Playstations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99 channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile phones, no personal computers, no Internet chat rooms.
We had friends - we went outside and found them.
We played street rounders, and sometimes that ball really hurt.
We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits. They were accidents. We learnt not to do the same thing again.
We had fights, punched each other hard and got black and blue - we learned to get over it.
We walked to friend's homes.
We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate live stuff, and although we were told it would happen, we did not have very many eyes out, nor did the live stuff live inside us forever.
We rode bikes in packs of 7 and wore our coats by only the hood.
Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected.
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law. Imagine that!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever. 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.
And you're one of them. Congratulations!
We have had the luck to grow up as real kids, before lawyers and government regulated our lives, for our own good.
- Jeff

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