I'm with you, Clod. :confused:

Well no wonder Bozo sneered at me and had the giant hook guy reel me from the set. Damn Bozo. :(

What's brown and sticky?


A stick.

(I still laugh at this one.)

1960 I was working for Uncile Sam. In the US and Germany. Eating GI chow and doing as was told. Sometimes

I grew up in the 60's about an hour North of Chicago. We use to summer in Wisconsin, Green Lake to be specific. We stayed on the lake in a rented cabin. Family friends lived up there and had a boat, we use to picnic and swim all day long. My brothers and sister use to try to water-ski but I was to little. I did almost drown once and was pulled up by one of my brothers; it was more like falling in the water and sinking with them jumping in after me. Otherwise we had some great summers up there. Other summers were often spent going to the National and state parks to picnic. My parents loved to take us all on a picnic.

We had business parties at our house because my Dad was a high school principal. Those were the only parties I remember. I was so little I use to sneak into the room and hide under the tables or behind the furniture. I am sure it drove my mother crazy but eh, I was a kid.

That's just a few things.

I'm gonna tell my sister these jokes to get her reaction. :lol:

That's funny. I think my parents took me to the local Bozo show in Philadelphia. It was in the early 60's, but not exactly 1960, since I was too young then.

My childhood recollections probably start a few years after 1960, so I guess I can't include them here.

BTW, I had no idea Jim was so old!:eek:

I wasn't alive until 6 years after 1960...but I remember doing this--for the most part--throughout the '70s.

There was one instance on my way home from school in 2nd grade, where I had to run into the Dairy Queen to get away from some crazy guy. But other than that, roaming around parent-less was uneventful. It's terrible that kids today don't get to experience that relatively safe freedom--what's happened to the world.

That must have been a scary experience blue.

Well... I was alive then, but those memories aren't much organized in time. I took naps after lunch, yes... I liked condensed milk, Winnie-the-Pooh and my train set. Hadn't gotten to Tinkertoys yet. That would be a year later.

Yes, I grew up in a small town in upstate NY. We had a bandshell in the park, but it was usually too far to walk to. We tended to stay downtown. Much easier to get in trouble there.

lol :)

Hey, I was a cute little kid. Now I have a long gray beard. The wife thinks I'm cute anyway and seems to like my softer texture.