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This may bring back some memories. It was basically my kidhood:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMlr9yfG8tk

We grew up in a GREAT time, too bad it’s gone forever.

I remember those times as well.

Here’s an interesting observation that I’ll keep away from being political.

My (now deceased) mother-in-law lived next door to us and being retired she spent most of the day with the news on the tv. When my wife and I got home from work my wife would go next door and check up on her mom. When she got home my wife would tell me just how depressing her mom was with comments about how the world is going to pot and the future for us was bleak. We used to get a little bit frustrated with her negativity.

Now, we are in the same boat. Retired and home all day and as my wife is a news junkie she has the tv news on all day. Now she (and me too a little bit) are starting to understand MIL’s negativity......


All right, enough of that. My childhood was in the 60’s and my teens were in the 70’s so I can really appreciate just how good we had it as kids. Maybe not the high tech toys our children/grandchildren enjoy but we had it pretty good ourselves. Sure do remember the ice cream man, ours drove a three wheel Cushman type vehicle that primarily sold sno-cones. The bottles of flavor were in a row behind the driver who would make your sno-cone to order. Of course us kids always wanted the “graveyard” as we called it. A short squirt of every flavor. There were ice cream bars of various flavors and popsicles available too. I can’t remember what the name of the company was, Jolly something or the other but of course us kids called him the jolly-gyper.

Also had two neighbors who were milkmen. One for Carnation and one for Darigold. Fun memories.

Dang right I remember! My Dad did a bit of Fuller Brush sales in his very little spare time while he worked at Dupont. Also remember catching that same kind of city bus that ran thru out Tri-City area. On Saturdays the women and kids would catch the bus right in front of our house to ride into town for shopping. No malls back then just the crowded streets of the next door city. And me delivering the local afternoon newspaper after I got home from school. Walking up to High's Ice Cream shop for a big 25 cent milkshake !!!
Miss those times but very glad I got to enjoy them!!!

I remember going down to the local mom and pop store a block from our house on my bicycle and buying a bottle of dr pepper soda and a bag of doritoes plain chips for 25 cents total and then sitting out on the bread box outside the store to drink the soda and eat the bag of chips. Darn it, I miss those days!

As long as we’re reminiscing I grew up in western SD, the Black Hills. We walked the road ditches for pop bottles that were worth 3 cents and hired to pick up and load small bales of hay for nickel a bale. Worked and saved if you wanted to buy something, kept us out of trouble.

brm4450 wrote: ↑

Tue Nov 17, 2020 5:09 pm

As long as we’re reminiscing I grew up in western SD, the Black Hills. We walked the road ditches for pop bottles that were worth 3 cents and hired to pick up and load small bales of hay for nickel a bale. Worked and saved if you wanted to buy something, kept us out of trouble.

I picked up many of pop bottles and turned them in back in my day. Back then I got 5 cents for each pop bottle I turned in. Picked up enough of them to trade the "cash" for candy, soda, or a knife.

And here is a song that makes me think of those days when I here it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qBh-m1yTZS0

I get nostalgic, too; but every generation has had it's notion of the "good old days". The days before the telegraph. The days before the radio. The days before the A-bomb. The days before the mini-skirt. The days before the smartphone.

The most profound of these had to have been considered by the fifteenth century Native Americans, who surely recalled with longing the days before the European explorers transformed their world into something unimaginable; our modern concrete, cacophonous habitat.

I can still hear the bells ringing on the Good Humor Ice Cream truck! What a sound!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KF-U0dL-9K4

I was born in '43, & I grew up ( assuming I ever did ), in the '40s & 50's. My Dad had an old car, neither of my Grandparents ever did.
Sometimes my Grandpa would go to the local store & would buy me a big old Double Cola for a nickel. He farmed, 2 mules & a wagon. My other Grandpa, walked everywhere he went. He & his brother worked in timber, cutting hickory for hatchet handles. He also did odd jobs. When I got big enough I helped the neighbors on their farms.
I got a bicycle for Christmas when I was around 5, rode it 'til I was grown.
Wasn't all that easy, but it was good times, that I still miss. Wish I could bring some of it back.

rugrat wrote: ↑

Tue Nov 17, 2020 4:06 pm

I remember going down to the local mom and pop store a block from our house on my bicycle and buying a bottle of dr pepper soda and a bag of doritoes plain chips for 25 cents total and then sitting out on the bread box outside the store to drink the soda and eat the bag of chips. Darn it, I miss those days!

When I was a kid in the sixties there were 4 or 5 mom and pop's within walking distance of my house, they were all over town. Still a few left, remember 5 and 10 cent candy bars. Of course I remember my allowance being around 25 cents a week.
Had a paper route in the mid-sixties, a couple hours a day, 6 days a week and if everyone paid up I made around $25 a month.