Curfews and when we were young? Did you have one when still living at home in the school days?

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LadyEmeraude

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Also, what was your transportation to school those years ago both to and from School?
 

Transpo was by footmobile to both elementary school (4 blocks away) and high school (not quite two miles away).

Curfew? Darned skippy there was a curfew and woe to me and brothers and sisters if we didn't abide by curfew. It wasn't a suggestion; it was a hard and fast rule and only exception would be some sort of hitch in the git-along excused by phone call and explanation before curfew.
 
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I usually walked to and from school until we got old enough to drive cars. Curfew was 11pm to Midnight on school nights. As my friend used to say, "If our parents knew the trouble we could get into before 11 pm they'd never bother with a curfew." :ROFLMAO:
 
My transportation to schools both grade school and high school were via school bus.

Curfews on weekends when in High School were 10 pm, and weekdays 8pm...
 
I have two older sisters and several years ago my dad admitted to me that he and my mom had given up parenting once I became a teen (they were rather strict with my sisters and one of them was rather rebellious) so I never had a curfew.

Grade School -Bike
High School -City bus until I hit 16. After that, I drove to school.
 
I walked to and from primary schools. Buses began with secondary only.

Curfews, only on weekends and if there were no school projects to be completed on those days.

Every week nights, there were so much homework and having to do all of it quickly due to 7pm to bed order, I guess that's one curfew then... I usually carried on completing said homework under the covers and with a torch.

Then I wasn't allowed out by myself until I was 12. By then had my bike so, more freedom but needing to be home for dinner. Once Papa died, I left the house often on holidays. Eight hours daily where I'd find my own entertainment, mostly easy sports like wall tennis and archery. Looking back on them days, that's when the two meals a day habit began.

I learned how to survive a lot on my own.
 
No curfews, just told to use my own judgement. I was never out past 11 weeknights, or midnight on weekends, after I turned 16.
I walked to school for most of the years, but the last two years I lived in Tampa, so it was a school bus for me, unless someone with their car offered me a ride home.
 
The four of us. Big sister, her to be husband and his brother. Rising for miles, even as a smoker, 20-35 miles wasn't a hardship.

But Mom still reminded me about where I stood, when I'd come in at 12 pm, Halloween night and all.
 
I had no curfew when I was young. But, in my 50s my adult children complained I was staying out too late with assorted women. Really. One night I came home about 2 AM and found my youngest sleeping on top of my bed. She wanted to make sure I got back home safely. :)
 
When I was 16, my mom didn't care when I got home, but my dad did. He'd always tell me, "No later than midnight."
When I got home around 3:00 - 4:00 am, I knew he'd be asleep & he would never know.
Sometimes, the next day, he'd ask me, "Hey, what time did you get home?" I'd say, "Around 12:30 am. He'd say, "OK."
I had a car when I was 16.
 
Nope, I remember coming home once at 6 AM, coming through the back door to go to my bedroom in the basement. My dad, who was at the breakfast table, heard me come in, cleared his throat and coughed, then asked me "Did you have a good time?" I said. "Yes sir." then he said get to bed before your mother wakes up and don't sleep past 10.
 

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