Vintage playground equipment - images

Pappy said:
Ah yes, the long metal slides that actually felt like the skin on your legs was peeling off. And, on a hot day, you could fry an egg on them.
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And if you brought a sheet of wax paper and rode on it ... wow! Turbo slide!

I'm glad I was a kid when I was a kid and not nowadays.
 
Jumping off the swings at their highest point, flying through the air and (hopefully) landing on your feet. I was fearless. I dared the boy next door to try it; I'll never forget the sound of his arm breaking. His mother made sure I never forgot it.

And him? Well, he got even with me the next Christmas when he shot me over the left eye with his Daisy Red Ryder BB Rifle. It was my fault.....I wanted to shoot it and tried to pull it away from him; it made him pull the trigger and the rest is history. I went running home with a little stream of blood running down my face. My mother freaked out and my dad was annoyed that he had to get up off the couch where he was trying to take a nap. He got the bb out with a needle, butterflied the puncture, gave me a tetanus shot the next day and hoped that I had learned my lesson. Unfortunately, it appears that I didn't.
 
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Our playground was a regular construction site. And surprisingly the major injuries didn't come from there at all. it was kids playing Evil Knievel on their bikes...wooden ramps and such. Today's parents??? No... kids will not kill themselves if given other options of fun.
 
Nothing new here, but I just noticed the wagon load of hay in the background. This was taken around 1910 in New York City. Just a reminder of the ramifications of horse drawn vehicles. There must have been barns in the city, too---livery stables. Like renting a high rise garage to keep your car now. If I lived in NYC I wouldn't want a car at all, would you?

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Ha-ha. Enjoyed that! How is it we are still around, being exposed to so much unsafe stuff? Rarely did anyone get hurt although there were stories which were shared around the playground so we knew what not to do. Also, there would sometimes be a teacher out there doing "playground" duty watching us. Sure, we had skun knees and such but macadam was unforgiving. I fell so often that I didn't have a chance to heal so the hole got deeper, leaving scars I can still see today. No lawsuits back then. Kids were kids, we laughed and played. As long as there were bandaids and Bactine, the world kept spinning.
 
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