What do you associate your country and your city with during your youth/adulthood?

Oh yes, definitely hippie-ville (younger youth years).

The other that applies best is farming, so Green Acres, The Walton's, even the Andy Griffith Show. Laid back, calm, peaceful, slow-paced, everyone friendly to one another, everyone knew one another, everyone helped one another.
 
I would like to see Johnny Carson reruns, but I am not going to pay out a few hundred bucks to get some old DVD's. Anyone remember the name of the car salesman that Johnny played? Wasn't it Art Furn or something like that?
 

During my youth , and as a young adult ( because I left when I was 19 to move to England )... I associate my country and city with everything Celtic.. with Scots and Northern Irish living side by side.. with Great Celtic music.. with Scottish country dancing... with beautiful scenery.. and with lots of rain !!
 
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I would like to see Johnny Carson reruns, but I am not going to pay out a few hundred bucks to get some old DVD's. Anyone remember the name of the car salesman that Johnny played? Wasn't it Art Furn or something li
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WNEP, a local TV station, shows Johnny Carson on their sub-channel 16-2, on Antenna TV which is broadcast over the air at 10:30 PM. You need an antenna of course. See if Antenna TV is broadcast in your area or it might be on cable or satellite.
 
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WNEP, a local TV station, shows Johnny Carson on their sub-channel 16-2, on Antenna TV which is broadcast over the air at 10:30 PM. You need an antenna of course. See if Antenna TV is broadcast in your area or it might be on cable or satellite.
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Hey Chet, thanks. I was sure that someone somewhere was broadcasting old reruns. I laughed the moment Johnny came out behind the curtain. He also had some really great, funny and interesting guests. Always a treat to watch "Heerre's Johnny."
 
Massive cultural shift due to the end of Jim Crow.

Fun summer memories: playing in the creek, late summer days when crops were "laid by" and Daddy had time to take us out in the jon boat on the river or to the reservoir in the ski boat, eating watermelon on the picnic table covered with newspaper under a shade tree, riding four wheelers, all the extended family in the area gathered for a fish fry to eat freshly caught catfish or crappie.

Miss the little country stores with penny gumballs, red hot wieners on a string, waxed cheese wheels on the big cutter at the check out counter.

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All the cool stuff happened in the hay barn. Local farmers had coffee and told stories in there every morning during winter and when they were either building or razing something, we had a dance party in there twice a year; after planting and after harvest; and people got together there to sell and buy livestock and equipment a couple times a year. And it's where I got/gave my first serious kiss. Her name was Patsy. šŸ™ƒ
 
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All the cool stuff happened in the hay barn. Local farmers had coffee and told stories in there every morning during winter and when they were either building or razing something, we had a dance party in there twice a year; after planting and after harvest; and people got together there to sell and buy livestock and equipment a couple times a year. And it's where I got/gave my first serious kiss. Her name was Patsy. šŸ™ƒ
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As a young child we had a neighbour who tinkered daily in his garage, and aside from him being our official go-to bicycle repair guy, he always had on a fresh pot of brew sitting on his wood stove, a half dozen stumps to sit on, and great conversation for anyone wanting to stop by.

A bicycle chain that fell off the sprocket, a flat tire, he was always there for us kids.

I balled my eyes out when he passed away, as did many other neighbours.
 
When the sixties band, The Kinks, released: "Dedicated Follower of Fashion," they were more or less describing the scene in London, and beyond. Carnaby Street became the place to be with all sorts of shops opening up. Previously it was a street of warehouses, which made it a cheap option for the early retailers. They didn't have to pay the exorbitant rent & rates that was demanded in Central London's shopping area, known as The West End.
Soho was London's Bohemia, it has always had a sort of seedy reputation, not undeservedly, but it is also a magnet as it was in my youth. There were coffee houses, most famous being The Two Eyes & The Macabre. So many sixties bands that achieved world fame, would gig in those coffee houses.
Curiously though, like my peers, I spent far too much on fashion trends, but once I discovered the music and fashion of the earlier part of the twentieth century, I had what today is called, a light bulb moment.
 
Getting wet under the fireplug but only after the 4th of July or they believed you would get really sick if you got wet before the 4th of July. I remember a truck would drive around with rides for kids in the back. I remember the ride called the Wip. Going on family vacations to Wilwood NJ for 2 weeks with all my Aunts,Uncles and dozens of cousins.
 
What I associate the cities I grew up in with is that it was at that time the future home of Silicon Valley. And there was a flat-out race to keep up with the Joneses, seems like--in fact, that's where I first saw the bumper sticker, "He Who Dies With the Most Toys Wins"--it was a nerve-wracking combination of old and new money and feeling like you were at a dead run to keep up. I know from talking to others here on SF and other places that the 50s and 60s in other places were very different. But not where I grew up: seems like the almighty dollar ruled; it felt like being in that movie Wall Street with Michael Douglas and Charlie Sheen, it was just thinking about $$$ all the time.
 
Another memory came back to me. I grew up in the city. and every summer we had a block party. A Disk jockey lived on our block and he would play music all day. He would play songs with all the girl's names in them, like Dianna, Hello Marylou, Barbara ann, Eleanore Rigby, etc. One year when I was about 12yrs old he ended the night by asking me and a boy up the street that was my boyfriend Whose name was Eddie to dance to this song.


 

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