VO-BB - 20 YEARS OLD!

jrodriguez315 · Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 8:38 am Post subject:

We had a black and white TV with a plastic film that adhered to the screen to simulate color TV! We also had to get up and turn the dial and if sometimes you had to shove a matchbook behind the dial to get the channel tuned just right.
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Patricia Shanks · Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 11:39 am Post subject: This stuff is great.

Memories ... Trotting down to the neighborhood market where there was a machine for testing TV tubes was a big adventure. Really! Attaching the metal wheel skates to my dime store sneakers ('cause that's what I had, so that's what I did - ouch!). The dirty-faced rag doll, the cracked Blue Willow cup (I didn't know what it was. But it was beautiful.) and the 50-cent dress from the thrift shop of treasures. TREASURES, I tell you. Cherry Cokes from the fountain at the drugstore. The adventures and stories I dreamed up, living next to the train tracks and Devil's Path. Muuuwha-ha-ha. Playing theatre behind the sheets on the clotheslines. Sliding on cardboard down hillsides of sand and ice plant. The public library that had opera recordings. Wow! There was no other way for me to get my hands on such things. The SMELL of the protective vinyl covers. And the books, there, that taught me how to play the piano - in the absence of lessons or a piano. So much more ...

I grew up with a waste treatment plant, a major oil refinery and a major airport on all sides of me, and a ceramic tile factory and the railroad across the street. Whew. How did we all survive?

The kids who I work with have too much, and can get it all way too easily. They never have to want something badly and wait for it, or make do, or make it themselves. It destroys desire, creativity, imagination, and the list goes on. Not only that, just as in our own lives, the 'too much' makes it nearly impossible to focus and stay on any one task. When my students just 'don't get to' their homework, it is only partly their fault. They don't realize that multitasking with too many in-school and other-than-school extracurricular activities, every instant filled with something, and being wired for sound every minute of the day is taking away their humanness. And the few parents who realize all of this aren't about to step in and change it. Sigh.

Oops. Pardon my soapbox.
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Diane Maggipinto · Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 12:23 pm Post subject:

the drinking age was 18 in connecticut.
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Chuck Davis · Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 5:13 am Post subject:

You could drive a beetle all over the place on a summer night with little more than a bucks worth of gas.
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andyboyns · Joined: 23 Jan 2009 Posts: 4 Location: Istanbul, Turkey

In the UK we only had 2 channels on the TV (there was a third, so I had to visit my neighbours when kids TV got moved to there on budget day)...

Our main supermarket closed at 5.30pm (4pm on Saturday) and all day Sunday and Monday...

But... my son loves the DVDs I have of Trumpton and Camberwick Green first broadcast in 1967 as if they were made yesterday. Funny to see them in colour, though!
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Lizden · Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 6:55 am Post subject:

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ccpetersen · Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:27 pm Post subject:

Hm. Grew up on a farm and was a natural scientist from the day I could set foot outside. I did the following in the course of a few years: ran a pitchfork through my foot (running barefoot through the corral at night chasing cats), broke my toes on a step, tried to emulate "Circus Boy" on my bike by standing up on the seat going down the road as fast as I could and crashing into the fence and scraping the bejeebers out of my knee, got a sliver of bamboo in my eye (no damage done, thankfully), got stuck under a porch one night, breathed in more pesticides than I probably should have, got kicked by a sheep, bit by a dog, scratched by cats... and it goes on.

At the same time, we played every night til dark, watched TV once or twice a week, had grand adventures in our outer pastures, had plenty of books to read, lots of hugs even when times were tight and pancakes were on the table at dinnertime more than once at the end of the month, and our parents sacrificed to send us to a good parochial school.

And yet, somehow, here I am, umpty-ump years later and can talk about those things with nostalgia...
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