Remember these socks from the 70's?
Remember these socks from the 70's?
We just had a 70s High School reunion last weekend. Many of the ladies wore the afro wigs.
Come on, Marv... I'm pushing up on my 40th reunion and you're gonna remind me of that?
We had our 55th this year, and I haven't yet attended one. Actually, I was NEVER on the same continent when our reunion's took place. I don't like to be in Chicago in summer, anyway. It's too hot [[even though a lot of people now have air conditioning in their homes nowadays). Nobody did when I was young. You had to go to a movie theatre to cool off. Probably half my class is deceased or too decrepit to show up.
Jerry we've had many pass over the years that we decided not to do a formal memorial and just let classmates talk about the ones we've lost among themselves. It would have just brought down the spirit of the whole event. We lost one girl just since the reunion. She attended and then died suddenly a few days ago.
My senior class president gave me a call yesterday! LOL! I hadn't seen him in all these years until the reunion.
I'm wondering if we're even having a 40 year reunion. I'm kind of chapped to learn that there have been a couple of neighborhood reunions that people I'm close to knew about but somehow escaped my attention. I found out about them from a close friend who lives in D.C. and I'm still in town with the same number that I had since I moved back from Memphis in 1994.
I don't know what it is with the next generation of my family. Mom and Dad have four kids and nine grandkids [[none from me) but only got their first great-grandkid two years ago. We go to picnics and some of my cousins' kids get out of cars with what looks like a clown car full of rug rats following them. The grandkids are all grown, only two have been married [[one's now divorced) so it's good that they're not having kids before they're ready. But I was thinking there'd be at least five or six by now instead of only two.
Today divorce is as common as marriage. I don't know who got married in this past year. Also, there are numerous reports and videos up on Youtube that address exactly what you said. There are far fewer babies born now than even 20 years ago for a variety of reasons. The birth rates in almost all Western countries is in the negative. There is a reason why stores like Toys R Us closed after decades.
I remember hanging out in the toy section while Mom shopped for clothes. Anything with a dinosaur had my fingerprints all over it.
Oh, man! Speaking of great-grands, my brother’s oldest grandson is a dinosaur savant at 5. He never leaves home without at least two dinosaur figures in tow. It’s incredible. No joke: One day, he asked his grandpa, “What’s your favorite prehistoric herbivore?” Off the dome, my brother named a T. Rex or something; little Derek looked at him with deep disappointment and consternation and said, “Papi...that’s a CARNIVORE.” Unreal. Maybe he’ll become a paleontologist! 😁
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Mom used to take us to the library every couple of weeks. I'd always get at least one book about dinosaurs and another about wildlife. If I had been thinking clearly when I graduated, I would have gone to college for a science like biology or paleontology instead of wasting four years before realizing that there was no future in partying five nights a week. As a fifth grader, I had a great head start on all sorts of dinosaur information and to this day, I watch at least one dinosaur video on YouTube a month.
I'll never forget hearing that one of my cousins, who went to a different junior high school after we both left the same elementary school, was in academic trouble because he didn't know how to read. Mom took him and his big brother along with us to the library and he always checked out three or four books. But he couldn't read in the seventh grade. SMH. Probably the greatest thing my mother did for me [[besides giving birth) was instilling a desire to read.
The second was signing me up for 8th grade typing behind my back. I looked at my schedule and was shocked but that was one of the most important classes I took in my life.
More of a-stupidasauris!!
Pretty sure he's a Turdosaurus Max.
Does anyone remember doing "Pinch Punch, First of the Month"?
On the first day of the new month, you would just say "Pinch punch, first of the month" to a classmate, and playfully pinch and punch them. If you didn't add the phrase "no returns", they would possibly retaliate by saying, "Here's a kick for being so quick".
I don't know if this is done outside Britain.
My cousin jokingly sent me a text this morning saying "Pinch punch...", and she's 62.
We didn't play that game but we had a brutal activity called "Bebogees". We'd start by swearing everybody in until midnight.
Tick, tock,
This game is locked
And won't open again until 12 o'clock
After that, every time someone was heard saying a word that began with the letter B, the people in the game would start to punch him as hard as they could in the back and chest until he realized what was going on and shouted "bebogees!". If we were in a particularly horrible mood, we required the person to first whistle before saying it. Have you ever tried to whistle while three of your best friends are punching you in the body? The worst was when we played it in the summer time because we stayed up and out until well after dark, so the midnight pledge held until we all went home.
Bebogees was more violent than "Smear the Queer" and "Buck, Buck".
We didn't play that one either. I was getting ready to go to a family reunion this afternoon where I'd see older cousins, cousins that babysat me back in the 60s and for some reason I started remembering the game "Red Rover". You know where you had two lines of kids facing each other, hands clasped and one side chants "Red rover, red over, let Jerry come over" and then you would have to run to try to break through their chain or you'd be caught and they'd get a point.
Please tell me that you played Curb Ball, the ultimate sport for black city kids. That was where you threw a ball and tried to have it hit at just the right angle on the curb that it bounced right back to the kid who threw it. I still see kids playing curb ball.
And Smear the Queer was a form of rugby where one kid had to play against up to 12 or so other kids. Very violent but also great exercise and great fun.
Oh shit yeah. oops I mean heck yeah! LOL! Everybody played Curb Ball. That mention last weekend too in Pittsburgh. We played stick ball just like the kids did in New York City because we didn't always have a regulation bat LOL! He played "Hide and go get it" with the girls. We thought we were being really naughty back then, but we just getting close to one of the girls on the block, maybe stealing a kiss that type of thing. That Smear the Queer sounds like our "Kill the Man with the Ball" where one guy would have the football and the whole street would tackle and do pile up on them LOL! Then there was "King of the Hill" we use to mostly play in Winter where we'd make this huge snow pile and one kid would climb to the top and the rest would have to try to pull him down. So many great memories.....
Red Rover, Mother May I and Duck Duck Goose were all games we played before [[video) games played us. Did you guys divvy up teams by playing "One Potato", where kids stood in circles with two fists presented? The kid doing the divvying up would hit each fist in order and say "1 potato, 2 potato, 3 potato, 4. 5 potato, 6 potato, 7 potato more". The kid who got his fist touched on "more" put his hand behind his back and the ritual started over with the next kid. The last kid with a hand in the circle [[or the first with both hands behind his back) was the one who got selected or won what was being offered.
Yeah I remember one potato, two potato etc. LOL! I was in Pittsburgh last weekend visiting my nephew. He, his mother and a few of his friends are teachers. They were explaining to me how they can no longer use the term "Dodge ball" because it has been deemed to be too violent, so they call it something else now. I nearly fell out when I heard that.
I used to be scared to death playing dodge ball. I had a friend named Dave who got a concussion playing in the 7th grade. I didn't know that was possible until then. Of course, hitting someone in the head eliminated the thrower but it happened. I still can hear the sound that the ball made popping off of his face. The rest of the day in class and study hall, his eyes were bloodshot and he was dizzy. In 2018, they'd send him to the ER but in 1974, he just had to kind of rub some dirt on it and go about his day.
And when I made it to high school, my sophomore gym class somehow got combined with my older brother's senior class in a dodge ball match. Of course, the big kids picked us off one at a time. Thanks to my dislike for dodge ball, I hid behind other kids until I was the last one on my team against three on the other side. I collected most of the balls and got lucky throwing one guy out. Then, I caught a ball. Finally, I tried to juke and a kid hit the heel of my foot and the ball popped up about 15 feet in the air and I caught it easily. I got to play hero for a day. Later, my brother [[the most competitive person in my family by far) vented that they would have won if "Pele" hadn't been the last one playing and for the rest of the 10th grade, the seniors called me Pele.
Hey! What happened to my story about the time I was handchecking a much bigger centre, leaning on his back, and he turned around and threw the basketball straight at my face, using my head for a bobble-head??? All our posts from that point on have been erased!
I think we're in the Twilight Zone. I had a couple of well-reasoned and perfectly punctuated posts that are gone. I put a lot of effort into them and now, they are
...gone.
Well, I'm scratching my head. I'm hesitant to revisit several threads that had good dialogue because two days worth of conversation are gone. We'll see...
I THOUGHT THAT TRUMP HAD PUT UP HIS[WALL OF SHAME]HEHE,TO KEEP US OUT I HAD A DODGEBALL POST TOO THAT GOT ERASED...[i think the trump white house is behind it]...WE'VE BEEN-TRUMPED!!
I wonder if thise Net Neutrality has anything to do with it. I was having major problems accessing the site to my credit union too.
You have a-credit union? Dang marv you so lucky!!
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