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The Good Old Times

Jimi

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Member For 5 Years
WE ARE A GENERATION THAT WILL NEVER COME BACK.
A generation that walked to school and then walked back.
A generation that did their homework alone to get out asap to play in the street.
A generation that spent all their free time in the streets with their Friends.
A generation that played hide and seek when dark.
A generation that made mud cakes.
A generation that collected sports cards.
A generation that found, collected and washed & Returned empty coke bottles to the local grocery store for 5 cents each , then bought a Mountain Dew and candy bar with the money.
A generation that made paper toys with their bare hands.
A generation who bought vinyl albums to play on record players.
A generation that collected photos and albums of clippings of their life experiences as a Kid.
A generation that played board games and cards on rainy days.
A generation whose TV went off at midnight after playing the National Anthem.
A generation that had parents who were there.
A generation that laughed under the covers in bed so parents didn't know we were still awake.
A generation that is passing and unfortunately it will never return no matter how hard we try.
I loved Growing up when I did. it was the best of times
Have great day/nite!Lots of Luv,Hugs & Kisses coming ur way!
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Sweet Dreams,Good Nite,Sleep Tight,Don`t let the bedbugs bite!LuvYa!
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Lady Sarah

Diamond Contributor
Member For 5 Years
In junior high, a teacher brought a penny farthing to school, and a handful of students in my class were able to ride it up and down the hallways. I was one of those students.

With society as litigious as it currently is, I have my doubts any teacher would be permitted to do that anymore.

Once you ride a penny farthing, you never forget the experience.
 

Lannie

Silver Contributor
Member For 5 Years
I still remember the smell of Play-Doh.

I tried to find one of those dodge-ball balls when I was looking for a toy for the last bull calf we had, and I could NOT find them anymore. Maybe it's "too dangerous" to throw rubber balls at each other now. I finally found something similar, but not the original.
 

Jimi

Diamond Contributor
Member For 5 Years
I still remember the smell of Play-Doh.

I tried to find one of those dodge-ball balls when I was looking for a toy for the last bull calf we had, and I could NOT find them anymore. Maybe it's "too dangerous" to throw rubber balls at each other now. I finally found something similar, but not the original.
it's hard to find a lot of the good old stuff anymore, sad.
 

Sir Kadly

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Member For 5 Years
I tried to find one of those dodge-ball balls when I was looking for a toy for the last bull calf we had, and I could NOT find them anymore. Maybe it's "too dangerous" to throw rubber balls at each other now. I finally found something similar, but not the original.
That reminds me...I thought this was hilarious, especially when she gets to Gen X. She talks about dodge balls.
 

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