Remember when there were not as many car crashes,and nobody wore seatbelts back then.
Yeah. One of my oldest memories is when my dad told me three times to sit down in the front seat. I was between him and my Mom in our '65 Impala [[that I wish I had right now). I stood up a fourth time just as he hit the brakes and discovered [[a) why you shouldn't stand up in the front seat between Mom and Dad, [[b) why seat belts are a godsend, and [[c) my lower lip was no competition for the dashboard of old Chevys.
My lip stayed busted back in those days and that one was a gusher. Suffice it to say, I never stood up in the front seat again.
Remember when there was a bench-style front seat in cars? You could make out in the front seat back in those days without being uncomfortable.
This is the first car I remember as a very young boy. It's also the one that taught me that valuable lesson. I'm going to buy one some day.
Remember in third grade,the homely girl in glasses who liked you,and by the time she got to the sixth grade she took off the glasses and you couldn't get near her because she was...hot?
Remember those old hearing aids our,relatives wore back in the day? I used to wonder what station they were listening to.
This was my first car, a 1967 Cadillac Calais! It was built like a Sherman Tank, so big that I had to drive upon the neighbors yeard across the street just to turn it around! LOL! It used $30 to fill it up in 1984:
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Remember when we actually had to carry real books from class to class,and some one would wear one those little pocket things with every kind of pencil and pen invented?
I didn't know any kids with pocket protectors. Our "nerds" were in the audio-visual club and were really nice kids. I remember being in the office once and hearing one of our brainy girls talking smack to one of her buddies about another. Cracked me up to realize that this clique was just as small-minded and petty as every other one in school. Until then, I thought that they were all perfect angels.
Hey! I ran the Bell & Howell projector for our homeroom in the 6th grade! LOL!
LOL! That's a far cry from the kids who set up equipment and ran it for the administration in a high school with 700+ students, though. All were smart as a whip and very respectful to everybody but their own gang.
Yeah, we started out with 700. Back then, we went to high school as sophomores and I remember our assistant principal giving us an orientation and informing us that one in five of us would drop out due to pregnancy. We started out with about 300 kids and wound up with just over 200 graduating, so I'd say that he was right.
What,no pocket protectors? Not even a little one?[hehe]jerry at my school you would've sat with the smart kids and it was a very small table[hehe]we were dumb as chalk and just as mean,every time one of us actually made it to the next level a flare was sent to warn the next school.
WHY THANK YOU JERRY,THERE MIGHT BE A WALK ON FOR YOU IN MY NEXT-POLAROID CLASSIC...[soon to disgrace-opps-err-ahem-hehe..grace a screen door in da hood],
Hey remember when? Umm when we would?? Like back then???.....what were we talking about?
I dunno. But as we're getting older and this post is getting longer, we'll probably soon be wondering who remembers some of the folks who posted here 55 pages ago and hoping that they're still with us.
Remember when a toupee just sat there like a rug?
Remember when there were no signals on the traffic light,just[red-yellow-green]?
I still have 4 trays like that. I like 'em better than the ice makers. My ice maker over flowed shooting out too many cubes- so they fall out when the door opens. So, I turned off the ice-maker. I have 4 refrigerators. One in The Netherlands, one in Denmark, one in Germany, and one in USA. I also live in Canada. But there, I just share my sister's. I have 9 bicycles-2 in The Netherlands, 3 in Denmark, 3 in Germany, one in USA, and one in Canada.
Or as shakespear once said-an ice cube by any other name is still cold!
We had five in my graduating class...and the principle made us draw straws..and whoever drew the best looking straw was class valadictorian!!
How did poor jordan find his way home?
Robb,exactly how old are you??-hehehehe!
Remember when kids would get dressed up for easter?
Yeah. We have some great pictures of my brother, cousins and me dressed up like Elliott Ness & the Untouchables on Easter morning. Shoot, I remember people dressed up to shopping or to the movies. And "dressed up" did not refer to putting on a clean pair of jeans that were four sizes too big so they could fall to your knees and let people see the brand new boxers you bought. Crazy world.
I bet I could start a business and make a mint by teaching young people how to tie their shoes.
Remember when you actually had to lick a stamp?..yuck!!
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