LOL - I forgot about tag in the dark - we called it bloody murder.  We also played night frisbee with glow-in-the-dark frisbees.  Saturday morning cartoons were Looney Tunes, Tom and Jerry, and Yogi Bear.  Hee-Haw was something we watched every week.  I grew up with Johnny Cash, Loretta Lynn, and Charlie Pride.  We would go out a couple nights a week for 'rides' and explore the area, look for wildlife (deer, bear).  Because there were so many of us, my parents always had a 9-passenger station wagon with a rear-facing back seat.  We also had a number of smaller cars - one of the most memorable was a Chevy Vega, only built to hold 5, but we'd have 8 plus livestock at times.  My dad driving, mom and youngest brother in the front bucket seat (before child seats were mandatory), three across the back seat, and two in the hatch area - sometimes with a calf, or a couple of piglets in a burlap sack.  
My first car I remember my Dad having was a GTO - and it stood for Gas, Tires, and Oil - the most unreliable car ever, but OH - so much fun!  I stood on the back seat, looking at the speedometer, telling my dad to go FASTER!!!  He (and I) loved speed.  And passing other cars.  
22 years.  <sigh>  I still miss him every day.