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Jayhawk
August 2nd, 2006, 5:44:51 PM
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE

1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.



They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.



Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.



We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.



As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.



Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.



We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.



We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.



We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because......



WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!



We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.



No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.



We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.



We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cellphones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!



We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no Lawsuits from these accidents.



We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.



We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays,

Made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.



We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!



Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!



The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!



This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!



The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.



We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned



HOW TO

DEAL WITH IT ALL!



And YOU are one of them!

CONGRATULATIONS!



You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good.



And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.



Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!

njsue
August 2nd, 2006, 6:39:29 PM
I was born on July 20, 1959.

My memory goes back to when my Brother Paul was born 1961.

Things back then were so layed back....


STuff that would normally be bought in the stores today was delivered to your house..

Stuff like, milk...., diapers, bleach....


What my brother would do to those glass milk bottles. :rolleyes:

Both my parents had to work, because my father was not taking home enough money. My father worked 36 years for Immigration. My mom 19 years for Bristol Myers.

Both parents worked late hours. So my brother Paul & I were basically with babysitters until the end of grammar school.

Let me tell you about sibling rivalries... My brother & I had Wars... How many of his lego's did I destroy :D Well he set my Dolls hair on fire. :(

However, we were also raised strictly. My mom being of Sicilian nationality raised my brother & I with Sicilian ways. We had weekly house chores that earned us 50 cents a week for an allowance. I saved up 3 weeks to buy record albums. This taught us the meaning of hard work and values.

Her life as a youngster was hectic and very challenging. She & my 3 uncles grew up during the Great Depression. My 3 Uncles established a catering business which became a family business for over 40 years. My dad being of Irish nationality.. Oh boy when I was a bad girl OUCH.. :( I still think my brother set me up.

OK back to my brother & I growing up. Our likes, dislikes and oh lord the experiences.

I remember when my kindergarten class was having a skit day. My mom along with my brother Paul came to watch me.. Then some strange howling started in the school hallway. Low and behold it was my first dog, Ruffy who
followed my mom to school. My brother & I had one thing incommon we both hated liver & onions. YUCK. Paul climbed fences and I followed.. until I tore my pants. :)

Our Christmas every year was special. We both learned to appreciate the little presents we got. Each of us got a pair of matching colored pajama's and one other gift in addition to a stocking filled..

I was the one to find out who the real Santa Claus was. Caught my father red handed munching on those homemade cut out cookies my mom & I made.

Our Father read "twas the night before Christmas" to us every year on Christmas Eve while he sat in the Rocking Chair.

Every holiday we all got into the Plymouth Valient to go to my Grandma' Daquino's house down in Belmar New Jersey. On Christmas Day we would go to My Uncle John Daquino's house. I so loved my Aunt Irene's mince meat Cookies. She being of English nationality born and raised in Manchester England. My Brother would sit by their phonograph and listen to Snoopy' s Christmas.

I would help my Grandma make her homemade Macaroni on days we went to her house. That macaroni maker still exists today, in my kitchen cabinet.

I always spent my summer's down at Grandma Daquino's. Oh those darn chickens scared me. She made me go to the chicken coup to TRY and get the eggs. Those chickens pissed me off. Not letting me take the eggs. So I did it... OH grandma you know now... Oh yes, I took that water hose and sprayed those hens for not letting me take the eggs. :D

Enough of the hen house..

My Brother & I made great friends..

His best friend from Childhood became a FireFighter. Sadly, died when he was electricuted while at a fire. Michael Delane great guy..

My best friend from Childhood is Vicki. The mother of Samantha my God Daughter.


Our first cars...

Well my dad made the mistake of giving me his 1968 Chevy Biscayne at the age of 18.. What does an 18 girl know about a temperature censor?

YIKES. :rolleyes:

My brother bought a red car, I think it was an MG. He rebuilt the engine 3 times. Then sold it and bought a Corvette.


This is a touch of what it was like during my experience of growing up.

HURLS
August 2nd, 2006, 6:58:36 PM
Haha, nice Jay. I got the same email and posted it here. A year and a half ago.

njsue
August 3rd, 2006, 7:31:14 AM
I should post a picture of the Victory Garden with my mom, grandma and 3 uncles stood in front of.

For those of you who dont know what they were for:

Victory gardens were planted by the government for the poor during the Great Depression.

They were in Newark, NJ. Today there are either houses or factories built on top of where they once were.

HURLS
August 3rd, 2006, 10:19:10 AM
no one else has posted. I don't think it matters.

njsue
August 3rd, 2006, 11:09:17 AM
no one else has posted. I don't think it matters.


Gee does this have anything to do with the topic??? :shakehead:

Jayhawk
August 3rd, 2006, 11:11:45 AM
ok locked