Were you alive in 1960?
If you were, and you remember anything about it, please share your memories with me, especially anything related to swimming, summer, food, drinks, clothes, and parties.
thanks :)
alive? That's funny.
Let's see people born in 1950 would have been turning 10. People born in 1940 would be 20. I guess it depends on who you want reporting what.
Nice way to call out the people getting their AARP cards in the mail.:)
Born 7-66 I remember sitting between my fathers legs watching moon landings. Most of my friends had model cars.I had Apollo rockets.
I graduated from 8th grade that year. Swimming was done more in swimming holes in local creeks than in public swimming pools. Big treat to go to a lake to swim. 16 oz root beer could be bought for 11 cents. Block dances downtown, band concerts in the park. Mostly old fart bands, but they were good. Garage bands played at dances we had to pay to get into. My clothes were hand me downs, so I didn't have much chance to follow latest fashions.
All this in a small village, and I was the 7th of 7 children, and my father worked in a factory, so not much money unless I found work, which was hard to do under age 16.
alive? That's funny.
Let's see people born in 1950 would have been turning 10. People born in 1940 would be 20. I guess it depends on who you want reporting what.
Nice way to call out the people getting their AARP cards in the mail.:)
WTF are you on about, you crazy bitch? I'm not calling anyone out, I am interested in the memories of people who were around in 1960. I know you are a little "challenged" but how hard is that to understand?
I graduated from 8th grade that year. Swimming was done more in swimming holes in local creeks than in public swimming pools. Big treat to go to a lake to swim. 16 oz root beer could be bought for 11 cents. Block dances downtown, band concerts in the park. Mostly old fart bands, but they were good. Garage bands played at dances we had to pay to get into. My clothes were hand me downs, so I didn't have much chance to follow latest fashions.
All this in a small village, and I was the 7th of 7 children, and my father worked in a factory, so not much money unless I found work, which was hard to do under age 16.
That's cool, thanks.
Offering root beer 1960s style at 1960s prices could be a fun thing. Were you in New York then?
..and were the bands in bandstands?
Uuummm. Oh yahh. Dr.creep the late sat. night horror movie...braiiins. He was the host with the ghost.
I remember...
The Beanie and Cecil cartoon - I got the stuffed Cecil for Christmas one year. He talked when I pulled his string.
The Ray Rayner Show in the mornings with Chevelston the Duck and Cuddly Duddly the stuffed dog - Again, I got him for Christmas, too.
The Garfield Goose show. Im pretty sure that is where I saw the Christmas cartoons Suzy Snowflake and Hardrock, Coco and Joe.
Coming home from kindergarten and watching Bozo Circus.
Watching Family Classics with Frazier Thomas on Sunday afternoons - lots of good ole movies like Treasure Island, Lassie Come Home, and The Adventures of Robin Hood.
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The three stoges, Godzilla, Thunderbirds,Lassie,Gillagans island,The Beatles,Wax lips,Short skirts,
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i turned -10 in 1960.
I was so fucked up. I don't remember it At ALL
So yer What 50 now jim ??
no..... using the new math, I will turn 40 in 2010..August. Won't that be some shit.
well I was born in 63 and im 46 , so you see my corn fusen
oh.....perhaps you didnt see the '-' .....connotating a negative number. i was born in 1970 (physically)..... but I've been here for thousands of years...
1960? High School... :vomit:
I was a viable fetus for the first 8 months of 1960 then I got borned. I don't remember much of that first year. Things don't start coming into focus until 1963.
WTF are you on about, you crazy bitch? I'm not calling anyone out, I am interested in the memories of people who were around in 1960. I know you are a little "challenged" but how hard is that to understand?
I was teasing and your assolery is totally uncalled for not to mention the name calling.
geez emotional fucking women
Ya know, Monnie, there are retirement villages full of peeps who would loooooove to tell you alllll about it.
I was half here, just an egg in the que.
I was teasing and your assolery is totally uncalled for not to mention the name calling.
geez emotional fucking women
Loser.
Ya know, Monnie, there are retirement villages full of peeps who would loooooove to tell you alllll about it.
Yeah, but the internet has the added advantage that they haven't yet worked out how to transmit smell. Oh, and there's an off button. There is, really.
Thanks -some of this stuff has been great. I think we'll be staying away from the fertilized embryo theme, though :lol:
I can't help, I was born the year the Beatles invaded America. (See what I did thar?)
My 'rents were married in 1960...50 years in April. We're having a party for them.
alive? That's funny.
Let's see people born in 1950 would have been turning 10. People born in 1940 would be 20. I guess it depends on who you want reporting what.
Nice way to call out the people getting their AARP cards in the mail.
WTF are you on about, you crazy bitch? I'm not calling anyone out, I am interested in the memories of people who were around in 1960. I know you are a little "challenged" but how hard is that to understand?
I was teasing and your assolery is totally uncalled for not to mention the name calling.
geez emotional fucking women
Loser.
Do you talk to people like this irl because I haven't had the misfortune of meeting any lowbrow's like you. Lucky me!
Your dramatic second grade shrieking is hideously ugly and repulsive but I guess that's what you are.
I wuz 3 in 1960, and my mother started to teach me how to read.
Hooray for Mom!
1960. Wasn't even a gleam in daddy's eye yet.
The Ray Rayner Show in the mornings with Chevelston the Duck and Cuddly Duddly the stuffed dog - Again, I got him for Christmas, too.
Oh!!! My favorite Christmas ever was when I got my Cuddly Duddly!!! He was huge, nearly as tall as I was, and he had a cardboard choo-choo train that you could play with too ... it kind of freaked me out when I learned that Ray Rayner was one of the clowns on Bozo. I was in the Bozo audience in ... 1966/67 I think. My sister was under a year old.
(yes, I grew up in the Chicago Suburbs)
I'm out of the demographic for the question by a teensy bit. I was born in the Year of the Ox.
I forgot to mention the choo choo. I loved my Cuddly Duddly!
I so wished I could go on Bozo to play the Grand Prize Game.
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Just. By a split red one.
Nope. Not in existence till 1975.
alive, yeah. But I don't remember much when I was 4. I could fill you in on early 60s swimming and parties, and stuff, though.
We swam (I'm from California); we partied, we drank. Well, my folks drank.
http://kclibrary.lonestar.edu/decade60.html
According to my cousin who must just be getting her AARP card in the mail. This is what she did.
swimming
rollerskating
picnics
beaches
barbecues
pool parties
slumber parties
camping
hiking
fishing
dance lessons
dance performances
girl scouts
horseback riding
bicycling
Caroling
singing
laughing
playing board games
safely roaming the neighborhood
Probably all the things any generation likes to do except wear the mandatory dress.
What about running behind the mosquito spray truck?
What about running behind the mosquito spray truck?
You mean the DDT truck?
nah..no way..you're kidding right.
I googled it. wow I'm glad I missed that experience.
I was born December 12, 1960. I remember poop. Lots and lots of poop.
I forgot to mention the choo choo. I loved my Cuddly Duddly!
I so wished I could go on Bozo to play the Grand Prize Game.
I would spend hours practicing throwing ping pong balls into buckets for hours. Didn't get picked out of the audience for the game, but I did end up with some great toys as a consequence. I had a drawing wheel that I played with for hours and hours ... it was a plastic platform that you put a cardboard circle into, and lined up a number with an arrow on the platform. You traced the parts of the picture that had the same number, and you found out what you were making when you had completely rotated the circle. I forget what it was called, but it was a godsend for a completely unartistically inclined child.
My brother and I were on the local Bozo Show. I don't remember it, but I hear I told a joke:
What's green and red and green and red and green and red.
A tomato in an elevator.
My brother's joke:
What's yellow and goes slam slam slam slam?
A four-door banana.
I can't BELIEVE I wasn't discovered on the spot.
What's green and red and green and red and green and red.
A tomato in an elevator.
I'm trying really hard, but I don't get it. I
get a "four-door banana," but this one is eluding me completely.
Hahahhahaha...yeah, it's pretty bad isn't it?
I guess because the elevator would be going up and down, and the stem is still on top of the tomato? It calls for a certain suspension of disbelief. :lol:
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.
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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.
My brother and I were on the local Bozo Show. I don't remember it, but I hear I told a joke:
What's green and red and green and red and green and red.
A tomato in an elevator.
My brother's joke:
What's yellow and goes slam slam slam slam?
A four-door banana.
I can't BELIEVE I wasn't discovered on the spot.
I'm gonna tell my sister these jokes to get her reaction. :lol:
My brother and I were on the local Bozo Show.
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:
...safely roaming the neighborhood
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.
..and were the bands in bandstands?
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.
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.
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.