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Related: Culture Forums, Support ForumsOn this day in 1961 I had bacon, eggs, and toast for breakfast. I stayed home from school cause I
had a cold. When my mother went to the market I snuck out to ride my bike and fell and scraped my right knee. When my mom got home and saw my knee she sent me to bed with no dinner.
Im telling you this now cause we didnt have social media then!
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(52,503 posts)matt819
(10,749 posts)if only some marketing genius at the time suggested people take polaroids of their food.
Floyd R. Turbo
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(26,717 posts)Lochloosa
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(26,717 posts)Niagara
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(62,483 posts)Kittycow
(2,396 posts)I wonder if nowadays that would end up with a visit from CPS if the kid happened to mention it to a teacher or other mandated reporter?
It did happen to me a few times over the course of my '50s/'60s childhood
I think my favorite part of growing up in that era (town was population 10k or so) was being able to play outside til the street lamps came on
Floyd R. Turbo
(26,717 posts)Kittycow
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(26,717 posts)Kittycow
(2,396 posts)Boy, your mom didn't fool around.
But, tell me, did you still say naughty words and backtalk after that?
Xipe Totec
(43,892 posts)All the way down to the bone.
Tackled by my cousin's boxer onto the sidewalk.
As I was playing fetch with the dog using a 2' long half-inch steel pipe.
The same day I accidentally left the turkey coop door open and the turkeys got out.
And one of the boxers grabbed a turkey and wouldn't let go.
Even beating him with a belt didn't convince him to let go of the turkey.
Finally had to cut the leg off the dead bird and let the dog keep the leg.
We had roast turkey for dinner that day.
Minus the leg.
I could go on about all the things that happened that day.
Like falling through the ceiling tiles into my cousin's bedroom while playing hide-and-seek.
Or breaking the lid off the piano trying to open it the wrong way.
Or breaking some imported curtain rods trying to hit the maid.
Because she wouldn't serve me coffee with my breakfast (apparently, she thought 7 was too young for coffee).
Yea, that all happened in one day.
Good times.
Floyd R. Turbo
(26,717 posts)Xipe Totec
(43,892 posts)Didn't see them again until we were all in our 50's.
My siblings and I were called the Cannons (a play on our last name).
Eliot Rosewater
(31,150 posts)actually be sick, I would start my day off with him, then reruns of I Love Lucy probably, 3 Stooges, god those were the days!
Floyd R. Turbo
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(26,717 posts)nancy1942
(635 posts)So glad you shared this priceless information!