Got this email! Too funny to keep to myself! XD

Yep, born in the 50's here too!! I remember the 'street-light' timetable too!! And catching fireflies after that when we had to stay 'in the yard' cause it was full dark.

Childhood was one adventure after another! That being said, I DO religiously always wear my seat belt and always wear my bicycle helmet (call it a "brain bucket" - and split it open once too! so I'll keep it up too thankie!!) I won't give up common sense, but I won't be closed up in a box either!!
 
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Mine either. My dad still will not wear one! I do but he refuses.
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So sad isn't it? When I got in trouble not only did I get in trouble say at school by the teacher and principal but I also got in trouble at home too! Paddling never killed anyone.
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Summer 1962: My twin sister & I were 6 yrs old and we were sitting in the rear seat of my Dad's '57 Chevy - we never had seatbelts then, and we always sat on the edge of the seat with our arms resting on the back part of the front seat so we could see through the windsheild...We were at a red light, when a moving truck with no brakes beeping his horn ran into the back of the Chevy. My dad had two large bags of cement in the back part of the car and when the truck hit us the cement bags flew into the back of the seat and pinned down the seat missing my sister and I by an inch.

If we were belted in we would have both had broken backs, or may not have survived. But that was then, and I do wear my seatbelt now.

I remember playing in the woods all day and coming home to inhale lunch and go back out to play. On summer nights playing in the dark catching fireflies - but only in the yard. Such memories!
 
In my moms grand prix she had an arm rest in between her bucket seats. Me, my sister, and brother would fight over who would get to set on the arm rest on the way to town! Now kids are not even allowed out of cars seats until they are 8 years old!!! (New law for Ohio!
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) At 8 years old I would have been mortified to be in a car seat. We would play hide-n-seek in the dark at our house! Oh it was so much fun!!! I would climb up to the top of the swing set and set there! No one ever found me....or maybe they just let me think that!
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Although I'm not a kid of that time period, I have to agree with everything! It's amazing what happened in 10 years... *must...not..get...on..soapbox...*
 
May i add. When i grew up our dogs chewed on sticks ate entire tires, ate table scraps& and cheap dog food, didnt get all the shots... and guess what... this dog died when he was 15 years old after his best buddy dog died in a accident(he refused to eat after that) he also never had allergies or other physcal problems.
And when i was a kid about seven year old i drove all by myself down a two lane countyroad on my bike without a helmet on, played without supervision all day and walked to the school bus stop alone too.
 
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I try to do this. This is how it should be. They grew up just fine! We can survive, too. We, being those who made their appearance in the early nineties, and those that're still coming around.

My momma thinks I'm made of porcelain, I swear. -sigh-
 

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