StarSong
Awkward is my Superpower
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We called them pinwheels, too. Local dollar stores still sell them over summer.
Do you remember...your childhood and how it was in pictures
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Ruth n Jersey
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- Northern New Jersey
So many great memories here. I used the toy baby carriage that my mom had as a kid. That old carriage held a lot of dolls in its time. My favorite was to push my dog around in it. He was so patient and at times he would fall asleep as I pushed.
My dad added a back and sides to my sled and would pull me around, with that crazy looking hat and that old blanket I'm sure I didn't even know I was on a sled outdoors. lol
My dad added a back and sides to my sled and would pull me around, with that crazy looking hat and that old blanket I'm sure I didn't even know I was on a sled outdoors. lol
Such sweetness, Ruth!
Your furry friend in the baby buggy is so adorable!
We had a play baby buggy/carriage in our house, too, and when the chestnuts would fall from the neighbours tree across the street, us kids would gather in their yard excitedly, gingerly opening the geometric spiky conker seed pods to find that perfect chestnut.
Well, one day I got it in my head that I wasn't going to mess around anymore getting one or two, so I grabbed the handle of the baby carriage, pushed it over to the neighbours yard and lord knows how long I spent there that day opening conker seed pods, but I managed to fill the entire baby buggy to the brim with smooth shiny chestnuts.
To me it was like finding a treasure that no one else had. LOL!
Ruth n Jersey
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- Northern New Jersey
@Aunt Marg ,yes those baby carriages were used for a lot of things.
Those nuts look delicious. Did you roast them?
When I got a little older my girlfriend and I would take turns getting in ourselves. My friend was a little on the chunky side so it was quite a struggle.
Once she was in I pushed her down a slight hill and the carriage got away from me. It turned over with her inside. I managed to get the carriage on its side and with a lot of trouble I pried her out.
I remember her face was so red after I got her out but that didn't stop us from doing many other crazy things.
It's a wonder we survived but what fun we had.
Those nuts look delicious. Did you roast them?
When I got a little older my girlfriend and I would take turns getting in ourselves. My friend was a little on the chunky side so it was quite a struggle.
Once she was in I pushed her down a slight hill and the carriage got away from me. It turned over with her inside. I managed to get the carriage on its side and with a lot of trouble I pried her out.
I remember her face was so red after I got her out but that didn't stop us from doing many other crazy things.
It's a wonder we survived but what fun we had.
LOL, they sure were!
We didn't roast them, but to this day I still laugh at the thought of what must have gone through my parents minds... what in the world is she doing with all of those. I can hear it now.
ROFLMAO, about you and your friend pushing one another in the carriage! Reminds me of a story my husband told me where they used to visit store parking lots on a Sunday, back when everything was closed, and if they found a loose shopping cart they'd push one another around in it.
A little baby carriage funny for you related to a real baby buggy. When baby brother grew past the baby stage, the old baby carriage was wheeled into the garage and there it sat collecting dust, because mom wanted no part of seeing that old baby carriage gone, she was hanging onto it, the end.
Well, baby brother had been bugging dad about making a homemade go-cart for eternity, and finally one weekend dad and baby brother went out to the garage to start the go-cart project, and in their sights was moms old baby carriage.
Off came the wheels of the baby carriage, and when mom found out all hell broke loose! I remember the fireworks like it happened yesterday. Boy, was mom ever mad. I swear had mom been able to, she would have warmed dads and baby brothers bottoms for them.
Water restrictions were unheard of when I was a young child growing up, and children running through sprinklers in yards told of such.
Anyhow, next door neighbours had a water wiggle, and what fun we'd have!
Always managed to stay cool, whether that was visiting the beach for a swim, or playing in someone's backyard pool, running through the sprinkler, or rolling out the slip-and-slide!
Anyhow, next door neighbours had a water wiggle, and what fun we'd have!
Always managed to stay cool, whether that was visiting the beach for a swim, or playing in someone's backyard pool, running through the sprinkler, or rolling out the slip-and-slide!
Ruth n Jersey
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- Northern New Jersey
I remember having so much fun rolling down the hill in this old barrel. I think it was made of very heavy cardboard with metal rings.
Today kids would need it to be motorized and remote controlled so they wouldn't have to drag it back up the hill and the parents would have them wear a helmet and other protective gear.
Today kids would need it to be motorized and remote controlled so they wouldn't have to drag it back up the hill and the parents would have them wear a helmet and other protective gear.
OMG, Ruth, there was nothing like good old-fashioned play!
So right you are, if it isn't electric, motorized, self-propelled, or someone can't do it for today's younger generation of kids, it's off the table.
I remember selecting a good sized cardboard box from my grandparents basement then walking to the gravel pit that was close to were they lived, and I'd slide down the gravel piles until there was no bottom left in the box.
Same goes for when a few of us kids would ride our bicycles to an old sawmill blocks away, and play on the sawdust and chip piles for hours!
We always had a way of finding fun, and back in the day the options were endless.
What great old memories these are!
Anyone remember burrs?
Anyone have a story to tell about getting burred? I do.
We had cousins in town visiting on the summer, and our family, a great uncle and aunt, along with all of my cousins went on a walk in the forest, and how it happened I will not know, but one of my cousins managed to get her long hair caught in a bundle of burrs, and before long her long hair looked as though it was styled in a bun.
When we got back to the farmhouse, my mom and great aunt sat my cousin down in the kitchen who was crying her heart out, and slowly they started removing what burrs that they could, but there was no untangling the long strands of my cousins hair from all of the burrs, so with scissors, they gingerly snipped here, and snipped there, until they freed the mass of burrs from her hair, and miraculously, through my moms and great aunts patience, very little hair had to be cut from my cousins head.
Anyone have a story to tell about getting burred? I do.
We had cousins in town visiting on the summer, and our family, a great uncle and aunt, along with all of my cousins went on a walk in the forest, and how it happened I will not know, but one of my cousins managed to get her long hair caught in a bundle of burrs, and before long her long hair looked as though it was styled in a bun.
When we got back to the farmhouse, my mom and great aunt sat my cousin down in the kitchen who was crying her heart out, and slowly they started removing what burrs that they could, but there was no untangling the long strands of my cousins hair from all of the burrs, so with scissors, they gingerly snipped here, and snipped there, until they freed the mass of burrs from her hair, and miraculously, through my moms and great aunts patience, very little hair had to be cut from my cousins head.
Chris P Bacon
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My brother and I rode many a mile in one of these -
And lest we forget, the dashboards in those days were all strong steel. I got launched a few times, so did my brother.
And lest we forget, the dashboards in those days were all strong steel. I got launched a few times, so did my brother.
So fortunate we all were to have survived the lax days far behind us... riding in cars with baby car seats like these... no seat belts... riding in the boxes of pickup trucks... riding the back window sill ledge... riding in the backs of station wagons.My brother and I rode many a mile in one of these -
And lest we forget, the dashboards in those days were all strong steel. I got launched a few times, so did my brother.
We're survivors.
StarSong
Awkward is my Superpower
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- Los Angeles Suburbs
True that. Sadly, not all did survive. So grateful for continually evolving vehicle safety features.
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Pappy
Living the Dream
Before they built the new pool, we use to swim here in the Chenango River. There was a building where you put your things in a basket and they gave you a big safety pin with the basket number on it. I remember buying frozen candy bars there too. One was called Zero bar. Two phrases always got our attention real fast. Horse Fly and Water Snake.
What about... SHARK!?
CinnamonSugar
A Quiet American
My brothers and sister were all a good bit older than me, so mine was a pretty solitary childhood (they had all left home by the time I was six).
However, I had a vivid imagination (still do) and could occupy myself pretty well.
Before I could officially read, I set my dolls in a semi-circle and "read" them a story, going by the pictures in the book
Early-grade school on, I could disappear into a good book
Played "teacher" on the back porch with my blackboard and long-suffering dolls or played "house" with the "kitchen" my brothers made from orange crates and my little cooking ware.
Dolls in my doll collection from other countries figured prominently in stories I made up
We had an extensive collection of LPs with soundtracks of movies and Broadway shows (I can still sing most of Roger and Hammerstein) and I loved listening to these, dancing to them and making up my own stories to go with the songs. My brother had Elvis' "Blue Hawaii" and I had a pretty melodramatic plot to go with those songs. Later, in late grade school when I actually *saw* the movie, I thought my story-line much better than Hollywood's, haha
However, I had a vivid imagination (still do) and could occupy myself pretty well.
Before I could officially read, I set my dolls in a semi-circle and "read" them a story, going by the pictures in the book
Early-grade school on, I could disappear into a good book
Played "teacher" on the back porch with my blackboard and long-suffering dolls or played "house" with the "kitchen" my brothers made from orange crates and my little cooking ware.
Dolls in my doll collection from other countries figured prominently in stories I made up
We had an extensive collection of LPs with soundtracks of movies and Broadway shows (I can still sing most of Roger and Hammerstein) and I loved listening to these, dancing to them and making up my own stories to go with the songs. My brother had Elvis' "Blue Hawaii" and I had a pretty melodramatic plot to go with those songs. Later, in late grade school when I actually *saw* the movie, I thought my story-line much better than Hollywood's, haha
katlupe
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- Norwich, NY
Was that near Norwich?
See the swimming pool in the middle? The one with the little slide? Well that was our swimming pool that was located in a tall fenced patio!
Baby siblings brought every conceivable plaything they could think of into the pool. Mom would save empty milk cartons, give them plastic juice jugs, they'd haul their plastic sand pails and buckets outside, snorkels and masks, squirt guns, and everything in-between.
The hours I spend sitting on a lawn-chair with my feet soaking in the water babysitting them and watching over them.
Fun, carefree days they were, where time stood still, the sun was always shining, the air was fresh and clean, and life was a dream.
Anyone else grow up in a home with baby siblings?
Did you have to babysit them and help with their care?
Being the oldest I was my moms second set of helping hands. I fed, changed, bathed, dressed, prepared bottles, made homemade baby food and formula, and babysat every Friday night (and then some)!
So consequently, unlike my counterparts, I missed the whole playing with dolls stage.
Did you have to babysit them and help with their care?
Being the oldest I was my moms second set of helping hands. I fed, changed, bathed, dressed, prepared bottles, made homemade baby food and formula, and babysat every Friday night (and then some)!
So consequently, unlike my counterparts, I missed the whole playing with dolls stage.
Pappy
Living the Dream
That is Norwich. Grew up there.
Pappy
Living the Dream
Some of those horse fly bites felt like a shark bite..
Pappy
Living the Dream
Yep, had them bad along with mumps, measles and whooping cough. Boy we were tough back then.I got a mild case of the chickenpox when I was older, but I remember my baby siblings getting chickenpox, and my mom bathing them in a medicated solution.
They were covered from head to toe, and I remember helping my mom dab their every single pox with a prescribed ointment.
