I can’t believe we made it…

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Harriet Nelson
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AMEN

TrailDust
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TrailDust

How did we live through this horribly dangerous time? 😀

judy
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judy

Thanks for the walk down memory lane.

josephbc69
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REALLY great stuff, on its way to my list!

Auntie Lulu
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Auntie Lulu

Those times, perilous thou they may have been, by today’s standards–seem like a “walk in the park” when compared with the society we have today. Thank you for the wonderful peak back in time. I remember Mama being at home when we returned from school; one winder day, she presented me with a pair of baby doll flannel pajamas she had sewn during the day. Does anyone remember during the “Cold War” area, having the drills where you lined up in the hallways, against the walls, arms over your heads, child packed against child–to ward off being injured from the… Read more »

joandarc
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joandarc

Thank you DCG for the memories. Oh, I remember being a child well, and I thoroughly enjoyed myself!

Sig94
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We never locked our doors. Never. We were shocked if a girl in high school was rumored to be pregnant (she wasn’t). Even in NYC kids would bring their .22 rifles on subways because they were members of their school’s rifle team. Young women never swore and you watched your language in front of them and adults else a bar of soap with your name on it was waiting. Times have sure changed and none for the better.

Jerry
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Jerry

Thanks for the memories. Had it not been for my dog, Betsy, I might still be lost in that South Carolina cotton field. The cotton was taller than me (in case you don’t know, cotton plants don’t get very tall), and I had gotten lost in the field. My father started his “it’s time to come home or else” whistle that could heard for a country mile (that’s farther than your standard mile). Betsy, who was with me…..always, started jumping straight up and down when she heard my dad’s whistling. That of course brought about my rescue from the cotton… Read more »

greenworxx
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The only time we locked our doors was when we went on vacation…….but, we still left a key hanging on a nail in the wall beside the garage door going into the house. The key was in plain view and we never shut the garage door. I had a great childhood running all over my neighborhood and wooded areas, and riding my bike all around town. That wonderful feeling of independence at such a young age was so exhilarating. There was so much to discover and do without my parents (and, I spent plenty of time with my loving mom… Read more »

marblenecltr
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How about no 55 mph speed limits, seat belts, and DHS. During WW II, we had Air Raid Wardens, and Nazi Germans weren’t invited into the country, and, when here, lavishly supported by our tax dollars and adoption of ways intended for our destruction.

Anonymous
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Anonymous

It’s a great shame things are no longer like that…

CalGirl
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CalGirl

LOVED this!! For what it’s worth, I jumped (as recreation) off rafters of my grandfather’s PA barn into(3-ft-deep) recently-dumped wheat grain( on the barn-bridge floor) awaiting processing. It was a 40-50-ft “free-fall” stopped only by weight of grain quickly rolling over your entry point….rolling over your feet like tiny ball-bearings. I can’t even remember WHY I thought it was a good idea….or why I thought it would work or I didn’t think I would die. Of course we were forbidden to play in the barn…of course we didn’t listen! LOL!!!! Don’t you think it’s sort of like the first person… Read more »