I spent every Saturday afternoon in the winters at Oaks Park Skating Rink. I LOVED skating! Wanna hear another funny story? (Sure you do!) I was pretty good at skating backward, and there was this big circular bench in a wide spot in the corner where people could sit and put on their skates or adjust laces or whatever. My girlfriend and I were there, and there were some really cute guys we were trying to impress, so I started going around and around that circular bench, faster and faster. The cute guys would HAVE to be dazzled by my skating brilliance, right? Right. Up until I hit one of the wood blocks that secured it to the floor. Man, I hit that floor with my ass SO HARD, it knocked the wind outta me. Naturally the aforementioned cute guys rushed over to make sure I was OK. I was never so embarrassed in my life. I wanted to disappear into the floor...
In later years, they carpeted that whole area, I guess because I prolly wasn't the only one to be trying stunts outside the rink itself. They took all the fun away. Boo.
I haven't seen that one since I was a kid. My favorite one that I watch every year, without fail, is Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. The one with Burl Ives.
I remember getting these for a nickel. They seemed so much bigger back then, and I figured it was because I was smaller, but they really WERE bigger. How many candy bars come in a 3 oz. version nowadays? They just keep getting smaller and smaller, while the price gets bigger and bigger.
Also notice the proper use of English on the oldest wrapper. You don't see that ANYWHERE anymore.
I have never seen Old Yeller. I saw how upset everyone else was from watching it, and took my cue from them.