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59 minutes ago, Bugg said:

Can remember being told in the summer GET THE F___ OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW.  Go play, NOW. And don't come back until dinner. That was until we all started working at like 12 or 13. 

This was my childhood. Get out and come back for dinner unless you can sucker a friend’s parents to feed you and call from there. First job at 14 been working since.

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41 minutes ago, Alka said:

I once climbed a tree about 30 feet high, and fell out when I was a kid.  I actually thought fast and fell straight on one leg, thinking that I would mess up the one leg, but the other leg would be okay.  Well, I was about a 1/4 mile away from home, my leg was badly sprained, and I crawled the entire way home.  I never went to the hospital, never got X-rays, and just sucked it up until it healed.  I don't remember my exact age, but I was probably somewhere between 7 and 9 years old when it happened. 

I broke my arm falling out of a tree in fifth grade. My dad hated doctors. He always said people do fine until they go treat with a doctor, and then they die. Eventually, John Wayne became his prime example for his theory. Anyway, he insisted it was just a sprain and wouldn't take me to the E/R or family doctor. My brother trying to be helpful, said it would feel better if we wrapped it tight with ace bandages. That did help a little, but my hand turned blue and went numb, When my dad finally took me to the hospital we learned it was indeed broken and the doc had to pull hard on my hand to separate the bones and reset it. I can still feel the pain thinking about it.

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Playing kickball in a parking lot - I am 6 or 7. Of course I trip and fall into the fin of a 62 cadillac. Top of the fin goes into my eyebrow. Best part is my brother walks me home and instead of just opening the door as blood is running down my face - he knocks on the door and my grandmother opens it to find me with blood all over.

My father drives me to the hospital and these geniuses decide to drop iodine drop by drop into the opening in my eyebrow and then stitches - no pain killer - nothing.

I dont even know if they sell iodine anymore but I would advise never ever put it on an open cut. 

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Rode my bike to buy baseball cards and caps at the Cumberland farms at age 7, mom wouldn’t let me in the house until I faced the bully, got a BB gun for Christmas, although we considered being inside border line punishment are also the OG video game generation and saw Star Wars in the theaters and couldn’t believe the special effects lol. Was an actual latch key kid. 

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2 hours ago, 68JET11 said:

If I could actually understand what that really means, I'd respond lol... Something we ole folk learned very early in life. How to make complete sentences.

On point.

No question my own generation (Gen X, grew up in the 80's primarily) suffered far less from the "obsessive helicopter parent" thing so prevalent these days, and most of us didn't do the "play dates and every minute must an organized, planned activity" thing also seemingly prevalent these days. 

But we also were very much a latchkey generation, perhaps the first real, true latchkey generation, left mostly alone while both parents worked, for better but mostly worse.

Also started working jobs at 15, and haven't stopped since, which definitely does not seem the way these days, as I know several youngsters now well over 20 who still live at home and barely or do not work.  Seems work ethic died somewhere after the 90's....

I don't know, every generation thinks the ones after them suck, I'm probably no different.  

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2 hours ago, Dunnie said:

@Sonny Werblin... I think we grew up in the same era ... At 7 I was walking to and from school (1.5 miles) ... at 8-9 sometime alone.  Spent the majority of my off school hours outside playing sports or dirtbomb wargames with my buddies.   Sometimes climbing fifty foot trees in the woods without a net.  Multiple trips to the ER for stitches or broken bones playing ice hockey on ponds (without any town/parent oversight).. even fell through the ice one year. . Street football and/or pad less tackle football until the sun went down. I was expected to be home for dinner.  No cell phones.  Homework was on me to complete without supervision... and without the internet to plagiarize.   Today's reality for kids is completely backwards from where I stand.  Learned how to handle not getting selected for certain sports (basketball) .. played beanball and dodgeball without rules ... the list goes on and on .. so many fond memories, some not so fond memories .. but learned from them all. Wasn't quite Stand By Me times , but definitely resembled a John Hughes movie or Caddyshack.

 

 

Some of us plagiarized, but only if your parents had bought a set of encyclopedias from a door-to-door salesman.

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This does not quite do justice to the edge that us latchkey kids have, but I appreciate the sentiment.  I'm 55 btw, so this is right up my alley.

A quick story from those bygone days that will show just how much things have changed....  

I grew up in a Bergen County town that I will not name here in order to protect the innocent from the guilty reactionaries. 

When I was in high school, on Friday and Saturday nights, the group of close friends that I was a part of would hang out at a local park.  We'd have a boom box or two and we'd listen to our favorite stuff.  And... We'd have beer.  Yep.  The town cops, most of who were Vietnam vets would cruise by the park and see us enjoying ourselves.  Wanna know what they did ??? They said, don't play the music too loudly after midnight and make sure you don't break any bottles on the street or leave them lying around the park. Always put the empty bottles in the garbage can.  

You have some idea of what would happen today if that occurred ???

That was us.  Gen-X. 

And for the reactionary element in here.  Every single one of those kids that was in our group living the latchkey kid life turned out to be a solid person. 

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39 minutes ago, Kolchak said:

Action Park anyone?  Any parent today letting their kid ride the Alpine Slide?

 

Oh man I think that ride was sponsored by a Hospital.  It was good for at least a few scrapes and bruises at minimum. 

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Also, some of us were raised by controlling narcissists who were permanently engrossed in the act of preserving the appearance of their personal version of 1950’s America so that no one would notice their alcoholism, child abuse, moral bankruptcy and impossible standards. 
 

So yeah—the 80’s man—good times, good times.

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3 hours ago, Anthony Jet said:

I forget who said it. But people late late 30s and up are the last generation to not have their parentsknow where they are as kids playing in the street. They know they’re in the neighborhood and had an idea where they were.  There were no phones barley beepers. No way to track. Just a simple be home when the street lights come on or listen for the whistle, something to that effect 

Up until the age of 10, the 7:30 church bells were my signal that it was time to go home.

Got that bumped up to 9 from the age of 10-13 after 13 it was midnight.

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23 minutes ago, 56mehl56 said:

Oh man I think that ride was sponsored by a Hospital.  It was good for at least a few scrapes and bruises at minimum. 

Guaranteed scrapes and bruises!

There was a documentary about the place on HBOMAX named Class Action Park.  Must view for anyone who went there!

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1 hour ago, jgb said:

This was my childhood. Get out and come back for dinner unless you can sucker a friend’s parents to feed you and call from there. First job at 14 been working since.

my first job was at 16 I was pumping gas for the Hess refined dinosaur bones company 

I had my choice of all the businesses near or inside the mall. Maybe even Sam Goody. Yet I chose to wear the white pants

my thinking? I enjoyed handling a wad of cash and as a ridiculous Jets fan it felt good to wear green and white 

"it's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine"

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14 minutes ago, JTJet said:

Hell yeah. New generations cant possibly know. 

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If I wanted to get somewhere? Uber? Wtf is that? Walk my ass there or grab the bmx bike.picture_005_copy1_lg.jpg.b62ad1c7778667c4b6d21ef8b89755d0.jpg

Wanted to learn to drive? Taught myself to drive stick off of the Knight Rider Knight2000 playset. unnamed.jpg.7e4de7e132436dc3022b227be916dba7.jpg

Wanted to watch porn? Better hope you have time to watch the fuzzy Spice channel, hoping to see the occasional tit. tumblr_nki406a6dp1ruj667o1_1280.gif.b3f05978a98be4efe40ffcf3f44d339e.gif

Play Video games online and pay for all the good sh*t? LMAO. Better hope your buddy had a monthly subscription to a gamer magazine to hope someone wrote a cheat code article!np050-cover.jpg.49ae587c1c7df8ddf1f04e59565edd58.jpg

Be dumb enough to die from a TikTok challenge drinking Draino or eating a Tide Pod? Nah, we knew better than that if this bad boy sticker was on that bottle!!! Yuck Man represent. 840536322_stsmall507x507-pad600x600f8f8f8.jpg.bbd194168ca2077a48a3628482f5a1c9.jpg

Want to sext with a girl and exchange nudes? I wish. We had to call a 1800 number and listen to some 300lb woman with 1 leg talk like a Penthouse model to us. __ia_thumb.jpg.a0ce9b28dcff85685d13006b381b849a.jpg

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Chumps. Grow a pair. You cant hang with a Gen Xer. 

 

I'm still on a tear about this lol..

Does a kid today know pain? TF you talkin about? You dont know pain until this ****er racks you in the shin.0kks1rcz2p6z.jpg.8902a1368469fc7808e57cb88076463d.jpg

Want to impress a girl at school by your Social Media follower count? Please. You've never had more bitches in your life line up to sit with you at lunch when you whip out the best lunchbox in class.vintage-1985-k-lunchbox-thermos-80s_1_78f3022477474683dcc8aaf55adf535d.thumb.jpg.3a778ec574035af1d02dc7ad500cb7ee.jpg

Stay safe in your neighborhood? Amber Alert around to protect you? LMAO, back in the 80s your ass just got kidnapped and learned to grow up with your new fam dawg. homepage_1200_627_fb.thumb.png.e3ba348d92a071e5557197a02601870a.png

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End rant. 

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Oh...I got a good one.

Does anyone remember WHT?

It was like over the air HBO...not sure how you got it cause we never had it, but I remember it showed "dirty" movies at night.

The thing is, you could still tune to the channel (I think it was up in the 60s like channel 68 or 69) and get a scrambled version of the signal.  If you adjusted the antenna just right it would be unscrambled just enough that you could make out the boobs.

Long story short....I was a perv at a young age.

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1 hour ago, Sonny Werblin said:

I broke my arm falling out of a tree in fifth grade. My dad hated doctors. He always said people do fine until they go treat with a doctor, and then they die. Eventually, John Wayne became his prime example for his theory. Anyway, he insisted it was just a sprain and wouldn't take me to the E/R or family doctor. My brother trying to be helpful, said it would feel better if we wrapped it tight with ace bandages. That did help a little, but my hand turned blue and went numb, When my dad finally took me to the hospital we learned it was indeed broken and the doc had to pull hard on my hand to separate the bones and reset it. I can still feel the pain thinking about it.

HAHA, "Rub some dirt on it Sonny!"

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