HAH! That’s nothing there were only 25 states in the union when GNT was born!
Nah. The US was still known as the Thirteen Colonies, surely?
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HAH! That’s nothing there were only 25 states in the union when GNT was born!
Nope, I was the "quiet, shy one" who never got in trouble. I didn't find my voice until much later in life, which brings me back to what the thread originally started about. Overall, I'm happier with myself now than I was in my 20s or even 30s. I've learned that my opinion matters, too, and I shouldn't be afraid to express it although I can do that and be tactful if the situation calls for it. Physically, the extra weight is a lot harder to get rid of regardless of how little I eat or how much I exercise and it takes longer to recover when the muscles complain about something I've done. Instead of giving up, though, I know it's even more important to stay active while being sensible about it which is why I keep up with yoga but gave up tae kwon do. I don't feel like I'm my chronological age, which is closer to 66 than 65 now and believe it's as much a state of mind as it is the years. I hope to be like my grandmother who lived until she was 96 and still was on her own and kept active as close to the end as she could.Everyone was taught how to write in cursive. Families ate and talked at the dinner table. Everyone had to agree on what to watch on TV because there was only one TV in the house and only 12 channels to pick from. If you lived less than 2 miles away from school you walked. You got kool-aid at whatever house you were playing at. And Ms Mod was already beating up her classmates who used bad grammar.
And it had to be neat.Everyone was taught how to write in cursive.
My parents were a little more ... relaxed? Casual? We ate a number of dinners on "TV trays" in the TV room, watching TV.Families ate and talked at the dinner table.
In our case, three. NBC, CBS, ABC, and the ABC signal was the fuzziest (for those of you wondering how you get a fuzzy signal, it's because all TV was received through an antenna on the TV. The progressive houses had an antenna on the roof). When NET (now PBS) came along, it kinda didn't count, it was so boring, until one memorable program.Everyone had to agree on what to watch on TV because there was only one TV in the house and only 12 channels to pick from.
My parochial school didn't have a bus. Luckily, we were only eight or nine blocks away, and I got to know the shortcuts.If you lived less than 2 miles away from school you walked.
If you were really lucky, 16-oz bottles of Coca-Cola.You got kool-aid at whatever house you were playing at.
I'm happier with my descendants wearing helmets. I had my share of close calls. .No bike helmets.
In my school, the nuns beat her to it.And Ms Mod was already beating up her classmates who used bad grammar.
And, man, did you ever find your voice. I for one am glad you did, even if comes from left field. It makes semi-anonymity fun.Nope, I was the "quiet, shy one" who never got in trouble. I didn't find my voice until much later in life, which brings me back to what the thread originally started about. Overall, I'm happier with myself now than I was in my 20s or even 30s. I've learned that my opinion matters, too, and I shouldn't be afraid to express it although I can do that and be tactful if the situation calls for it. Physically, the extra weight is a lot harder to get rid of regardless of how little I eat or how much I exercise and it takes longer to recover when the muscles complain about something I've done. Instead of giving up, though, I know it's even more important to stay active while being sensible about it which is why I keep up with yoga but gave up tae kwon do. I don't feel like I'm my chronological age, which is closer to 66 than 65 now and believe it's as much a state of mind as it is the years. I hope to be like my grandmother who lived until she was 96 and still was on her own and kept active as close to the end as she could.
Me and neat never met. The nuns finally gave up on me.And it had to be neat.
Oh, one of thoe kids I envied.My parents were a little more ... relaxed? Casual? We ate a number of dinners on "TV trays" in the TV room, watching TV.
I forgot about the early antenna years. Yeah, three channels was the max... and you had to reach out the second story window to turn that giant mass of metal to get which of the three you wanted to come in clear.In our case, three. NBC, CBS, ABC, and the ABC signal was the fuzziest (for those of you wondering how you get a fuzzy signal, it's because all TV was received through an antenna on the TV. The progressive houses had an antenna on the roof). When NET (now PBS) came along, it kinda didn't count, it was so boring, until one memorable program.
The kids who lived out in the country got to ride the public school bus. But they had to walk from the public school to the Catholic school. They often got out of morning mass because of it. We envied them.My parochial school didn't have a bus. Luckily, we were only eight or nine blocks away, and I got to know the shortcuts.
Rich kid, eh?If you were really lucky, 16-oz bottles of Coca-Cola.
I'm the same with the descendants, but when I do jump on a bike I still don't wear a helmet.I'm happier with my descendants wearing helmets. I had my share of close calls.
I got my share of beatings from the nuns. I have to remind myself at times not refer to Ms Mod as Mother Superior.In my school, the nuns beat her to it.
And, man, did you ever find your voice. I for one am glad you did, even if comes from left field. It makes semi-anonymity fun.
I’m the same in not feeling my chronological age, mentally. But my body feels older than my age... Much to do with a foolish youth. When I wake up in the mornings the first thing that comes to mind is ‘you need to power through this.’ After a half hour or so all cylinders finally start firing... with coffee as a required lubricant.
There are things from the past we miss and long for, again, and things from the present we wouldn’t want any other way.
“When I die, I want to die like my grandfather who died peacefully in his sleep. Not screaming like all the passengers in his car.”
Do they still teach this in schools?
It was my undoing. I could never grasp this alien concept.
We were told to come home when the street lights came on.And you knew when it was time to go home by how dark it was getting.
I kind of doubt that Sue forgot her Latin book.Do they still teach this in schools?
It was my undoing. I could never grasp this alien concept.
When I was child, we did not worry about being taken by a stranger.
You didn't get the "don't take candy from strangers" speech? I don't think mom ever explained why, just don't do it. It probably would have been a lot more effective advice if she would have told me why.
You didn't get the "don't take candy from strangers" speech? I don't think mom ever explained why, just don't do it. It probably would have been a lot more effective advice if she would have told me why.
HAH! That’s nothing there were only 25 states in the union when GNT was born!
Nah. The US was still known as the Thirteen Colonies, surely?
Man, when I was a child, I offered a stranger some candy (real candy, not a euphemism for anything) to drive me somewhere and he said no.
LMAO.........was the colony of Kizzmyazz still around?....why yes, I believe it was.......
After those years of TV dinners growing up - and, in fact, when you could bring reading material to the dinner table - when Grandma and I were raising the kids, dinner was at the table, and it was sacrosanct. No distractions. If the phone rang, it went unanswered. Dinner was family time.Oh, one of thoe kids I envied.
Rich kid, eh?
I'm the same with the descendants, but when I do jump on a bike I still don't wear a helmet.
What made me think about my age was how tired I was after driving a long distance over about 10 days (to Toronto and back) - when I got home I swear I pretty much slept for three days! (Well, not three days straight but I was glad I had a few days off to recuperate before returning to work).
Yeah - my doctor wants us to do those FOBT things too - Andy refuses to do it. A few years ago I attempted it (you should read the instructions
Anyway, I had a colonoscopy and gastroscopy four years ago plus I eat lots of fibre and try to include more fruit and veggies in my diet. I suppose there is always the chance I could get colon cancer but it doesn't run in my family.