I was 10 in 67. I remember running home from school to watch Dark Shadows! I also had a wheel-O and a superball. Those superballs bounced! I really should say everything here brought back such great memories! I am SO very grateful to have grown up then. I feel sorry for kids now. Even my younger co-workers have said that they wish they lived back then. And the music!!!
listen to THIS: When they sold the Dark Shadows bubble gum/ trading cards at the corner drugstore a bought a bunch of them back when the show was on. On the back of the wrapper there was an offer for a Barnabus Collins Vampire ring. You had to send in 50 cents and three wrappers. Well......i sent in my 6 wrappers and one buck to get TWO rings. 8 weeks later they show up in my mail. I thought they looked a bit cheap so I just put them in the back of a drawer. Fast forward 20+ years later I find out those rings are worth about $700.00 EACH !!!! I desperately searched for those rings in my parents house and yep.....they were still there. I sold both of them for about 1400 bucks to a New York collector. I really needed that money too. It was a God Send. I guess it pays to save stuff (sometimes)
I was 13. My Uncle Ken a Fighter Pilot on the DMZ. Shotdown Nov 7. My Grandpa passed away Nov 19. Worry about my 2 Brothers in Nam. The music brings it all back. I had a Wetsons an White Castle hamburger joints down the street. Thats where i took solice. Thanks for the Mems. Man!
We used to collect deposit bottles and swap them for penny candy, too. Regular bottles were $.02 but we were overjoyed when we found a quart Par-T-Pak bottle. They were worth a whole nickel!!
Born in '56, grew up in Canada (out west), but the same experiences as you. Colder winters though, but good times. The Canadian experience is not that different from the American one.
Remember when Honey Comb cereal had the record you could cut out from the back of the box?And you could get a pretty nice glass out of a box of clothes detergent?☺
Golden Hair I had that same box of cereal with the 45 on the back to cut out and the glass in my Moms box of detergent. We used to get glasses when we bought gas. Yes I remember well when they had a man to pump your gas before self service gas. I had masses of glasses ( real glass) from McDonalds. Now it’s plastic I think.
do u recall those glasses that were recalled because of lead paint i believe ? the kids would scrape at the paint with their teeth . i think it was late 70s or so.
The video shows a Sugar Smacks box that is a definitely British version . I've seen it for sale and it I know for a fact that it is.. Oh well, we can't all be cereal box aficionados.
Come to think of it, the bubble gum was so perfect in flavor, it had an amazing taste, “delicious,” is the truth. But thanks for bringing that memory back because I had forgotten, thanks to this crazy world. 👍
Spokes? I remember attempting to ride my bicycle home and had less than 10 spokes on the front or back wheel. It seems that playing polo on bicycles using a croquet and croquet mallets was hard on bicycle spokes...especially when someone sticks the handle end of their mallet into your spokes in order to stop you.
By the time I was in school milk was a nickle, though my parents refused to pay so much for milk so I usually didn't get any. I remember one day, I think I was in second or third grade, when I was swinging from the monkey bars and the teacher's aid blew her whistle, came over to where we were playing, and picked up the pocketknife I'd accidentally dropped. She handed it to me and said, "Make sure you keep this safe or you'll lose it." And that was that. Nowadays it would be a mandatory expulsion and it would make the national news.
Savant I was in elementary school and middle school by the mid 70s and I can remember actually have wood shop class in the late 70s (1977) and we were still able to bring pocket knives to class for whittling! In PA as late as the mid 80s we actually had a high school gun club! Mostly for hunting but also they did go to the shooting range for pistol target practice, amazingly the kids would bring their guns on the bus, in cases for the club! It's just tragic how completely controlled children are today.
My high school in PA also had a rifle team. It was a co-ed team. I remember (1968-1971) our school bus picking up a student who was on the rifle team. He would stand at the bus stop with his rifle and traffic would pass by thinking nothing of it. There was no doubt about it - the plastic case was clearly identified as a rifle case sold by Sears. He got on the bus carrying his rifle. No big deal - no one gave it a second thought. Sometimes when I stayed after school, I saw him and other rifle team members carrying their rifles through the school halls to the target range. Eventually, I got a part-time job after school and I worked with a guy who was a member of the rifle team. Usually he drove his mother's car to school and work. In the trunk of the car, he usually had a small arsenal of rifles used for target shooting. I think he used different caliber rifles for different distances and targets.
Savant most kids threw the milk in the garbage 25cent lunches in around 70 it went to 35cents i think boy dad made us bring a sack lunch and that was peanut butter jelly or bolagna
THERE'S FRED DOING IT AGAIN EVERYBODY, TAKING US BACK IN TIME AGAIN, SO COME ALONG WITH FRED AND THE GANG AND STEP BACK IN TIME TO REMEMBER THE GOOD TIMES WE HAD, I SAY THANKS AGAIN FRED AND BRAVO FOR MAKING THIS WONDERFUL VIDEO FOR ALL OF US TO ENJOY. GOD BLESS!
Yup. We had fights in the school and outside. And we had pocket knives. No cops were called, there weren't any suspensions, and nobody brought a gun the next day to kill anybody. Families were intact, for the most part, dads were in the home, and most of us went to church on Sundays. I wonder if that had anything to do with "then" and "now?"
Born in 61 and living in these times makes me really appreciate what we got to experience as children ,I feel sorry for the youth of today they will never understand what they missed out on . R.i.P. 1960's you are missed !!!😣
Remember the toys that were advertised on the back of cereal boxes? Send in three box-tops and 75 cents and in 4 to 6 weeks you'd receive the item in the mail.
Ann Pane Green stamps was a great memory too. Pasting them in the booklets and saving for something. I was able to save for a tape recorder. That was cool. There were also blue stamps as well.
Ann Pane Yes! We got our above ground pool with Green Stamps. It took 600 books, true. We swam in that pool for years. In the winter there would be tad poles in it. Of course that was winter in Alabama.
Lockbar In about 4th grade I took my super ball in the school bathroom. I was by myself and threw it against the wall as hard as I could. It bounced off the walls and floor in all directions at about 70 mph and struck me in the eye. Gave me a heck of a shiner. 45 years ago and seems like yesterday.
I could watch these videos all day long. I grew up eating kindergarten paste, mud pies, and like you I would go to the local mom & pop store and buy my mom cigarettes (.52¢) and a .10¢ bag of candy, which was in a small( about 8"tall) filled with candy. Drinking from the hose was the best. We would play in the woods, across the street from my house all day. And later on at night no matter how far away from home you were, you would always hear your mom yell for you to come home. I'd go back in a heartbeat. Thanks for the video.
One Christmas as a kid I asked for and received a large number of plastic model kits. I got the paints and brushes too and remember that Christmas of '67 or '68 as being very special because of it. I loved every kit I was given. I remember there were 2 lost in space kits, A Seaview submarine from Voyage To The Bottom Of The Sea, and several of the Aurora “monster” kits including Frankenstein, The Prisoner, The Guillotine, and The Mummy. I spent many happy evenings putting those together and painting them. I had the Guillotine model until just a few years ago when my wife threw it away on me....sigh. School films were always a treat even when the subject matter was not particularly of interest. I even like the film strips we saw. I remember not being allowed to get out of our desks to do things such as sharpening a pencil so being a pragmatic and resourceful young fellow I always brought my pocket knife to school and used it for the task. I simply piled the shavings on a corner of my desk and dumped them at recess. The teachers never mentioned it in all the years I did that. Today, I'd have been sent to the office and my parents phoned. We never got Dark Shadows on TV but I used to buy the comics when I saw them. Fun and so different from the war or super hero ones I otherwise bought. When I first saw a Superball I was amazed at how it would bounce. The older kids seemed to delight in taking ours and throwing them so hard chunks of the rubber would fracture off and ruin the ball by turning it into a misshapen chunk. Later balls seemed to not have that problem though. Being a Canadian kid in winter I played hockey. On the street, our driveway, the frozen pond or river, or the rink. I lived, breathed and sweated the game. I played goal but never wore a mask until I was 12 and have the scars to prove it. BTW, I still have it and the last goal stick I owned. Both are mounted to a wall in my games room. I just read someone posting about all this being rose coloured glasses and Fred's response of, “yes it is.” How else could one remember a happy childhood? I'm sure some kids look at a bad childhood through the lens of complete accuracy and honesty but for most to see childhood and remember it fondly there are no rose coloured viewings. We see that it was mostly good, and fun, and to not know it that way would in itself would be a disservice to our past. Sometimes rose colouring is accurate enough.
Wonderful comment, RPM. Yeah, I put my Aurora monster models on my bed's headboard. Trouble is, I would forget and when I jumped into bed they would fall on my face. As for the rose-colored glasses, honestly, my childhood was not all that great. But it's the TV shows, music, comics, monsters and playing outside that helped get me through it. And those are the things I choose to remember.
Exactly, Fred. My father was often away and my mother and I were never close. All those things you mention were the good things that last and what we do think of first.
RPM While a lot of us here are from the USA, I'd love to see you put together something like Fred's videos so we could see what it was like for Canadian kids back then! I hope you'll consider it. Thanks.
I'd love it. At present I can't for many reasons but I can say that my vids would be very similar. 80% or so of our TV and household products came from the US and still does. The 20% that was Canadian is fondly remembered here and there are YT vids about many of them. But, I do plan to do YT videos in the future and they will have a Canadian flavour to them. While see you'd see remarkable similarities between our peoples you would be even quicker to notice our differences. We're still quite British in some ways. We recognize Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth as our sovereign and that gives us a sense of history that goes back 1000 years. Yet, we are a very young country and an even younger nation. We are a frontier nation as well. Where I live I can walk in the majority of compass points for at least one thousand miles and not see another living soul. Rush hour here is waiting for 5 deer to walk up the street before I can leave my driveway. Yes, that actually happened. For me going south of the border in winter means a weekend in Fargo where it will be only 35 below zero. We even think of our place in our nation differently than Americans. Americans tend to see themselves as individuals as evidenced by the common “I am an American.” We see ourselves as members of a group and say “I am Canadian.” One to me is not better than the other just very different. I admire and love America but this cold northern country is my home and I do have a red maple leaf emblazoned on my heart. Anyway, sorry for the long-winded reply my brother so I'll just end with a typical Canadianism, eh?
Girls wore GoGo boots with pom-poms on them. There was the Mousetrap game, the game of Life, Mystery Date, Spirograph, and the one that you baked "Plastigoop" to create plastic monsters to enhance your pencils, or flowers...and there were Slinkies, Wheel-o's, and Troll Dolls. Barbie's began to bend their legs, and came with waist-length hair. Boys played with Secret Sam...an attache case with goodies a la James Bond. Batman, Star Trek, Big Valley, Bonanza, What's my Line?, Lost in Space, That Girl, Bewitched, I Dream of Jeannie...dad liked Flip Wilson, mom like Perry Mason. Our house had central heat, but in the summer, mom would open all the windows early in the morning, then close them around 9am, along with the draperies with 3-4 fans blowing. The house stayed 8-10 degrees cooler! We tried new foods like Carnation Instant Breakfast, Pop Tarts (the first ones were unfrosted Strawberry) and Whip'n'Chill. But most meals were made at home. Occasionally we got pizza or KFC, but McDonald's was something to splurge your allowance on while on your bike with your friends. There was Ronald McDonald, but there was no playground, no Happy Meal, and along with soda pop, they offered orange Kool-Aid and a drink choice.
“Secret Sam”? Bah! I had a real James Bond attaché case.All I remember it having was a tall wallet with business cards and a Lugar with forearm that extended the barrel and a butt stock. It shot plastic bullets.
Born in ‘61. Remember parents having their green stamps books. We had to walk to school no matter the weather. The sidewalks would freeze over. Mom would be home, lying on the sofa, watching soap operas. McDonald’s hamburgers were grilled and put together by the workers in an assembly method. Threw them off if asked for a plain hamburger. Loved the 1960’s!
Yes, we would walk to school in the snow, up hill both ways with boots on that were slippery as hell. Fell and banged my head on the ice many times. Nobody cared...
I remember walking to school in the rain and we just thought that was normal. I also remember not drying out until 3rd period. I remember smelling like the fabric softener Mom put in the wash. My Mom could not drive until I got my license.
Norma McManus yeah I was born in 61 too and could relate to many things shown in it. I really think times were a lot better back then. Had not experienced a death yet, now today a lot of loved ones, relatives, and some friends are gone.
Yeah I was born in 61 too. I remember my mom would spank my little brother and I with Hot Wheel track. She would drill a hole in the end of a piece of that orange Hot Wheel track and tie a piece thick yarn to it in a lope to put around her wrist so you couldn’t pull it out of her hand when she was hitting you with it. My little brother had a “bad mouth” so she would make him take a bite of a bar of soap and chew it up. She took a bar of soap and drilled a hole in the middle of it and made him wear this cobbed up bar of soap around around his neck. One time we were out playing by the trash cans behind the garage. We weren’t allowed to play back there and she caught us. For some reason she was pulling all these pink tampon applicators out of his pockets, he had a bunch of em too. She was all disgusted with us and we didn’t know why but I remember my brother saying” whaaaat? They’re my little telescopes “ It’s really a trip how long the first ten years of your life took and how fast the last ten went by
and adding to my comment -YES!!! absolutely correct: The worst that would happen if you got into a fight was a note home to your father - yes most of us had both mothers and fathers back in 1967 and...the parents would actually stick up for the teacher and discipline the kid - how weird, huh? And yes, nobody seemed to care if someone brought a knife or slingshot to school back then. Nobody did any real harm with these items back then. Excellent video!
We had an antenna, but only the rich folks had an antenna, with a rotator, I remember standing outside turning it ( little bit at a time ) to get rid of the snow, and TV tubes, taking them to the store to test them. Years ago.
I remember dad putting the antenna just outside the living room window with this thing he made that looked like a tinker toy wheel attached to the pole so he could just open the window and turn it with a wood rod. Mom just rolled her eyes when he said he might try to get a patent. But, to my eyes this kind of stuff made dad a genius.
50 years ago I was attending New York University school of engineering and science in University Heights in the Bronx where I met my future bride to whom I am still married.
We got our first vcr for a wedding present. It was a Fischer. And had a long cord on the remote that plugged in. I think it was about a 25 foot long cord. We also got a Sony color tv for our bedroom for a wedding present. I think it did have a huge remote.. we went out and bought an answering machine that had a tiny cassette in in. All this from 77-81.
we didn't get a VCR til1988, when my son turned 18 months he would keep replaying the same song from the little mermaid cartoon movie over and over! that was the beginning of him turning into a computer geek! if only i knew what a monster i created! Loll. he's still playing video games. ah the money i could have saved! ah if we saved all those games. there worth a fortune now.lol
I wanna go back! I often sit and think of those days. I’m 57 now, everything has changed.....especially my body. Ugh! I’m glad I grew up when I did. No regrets! -Stephen, Ohio 🇺🇸
You know we never had much at all when I was growing up but I often think back to those days in the 60's and 70's and say to myself that those really were the best days of our lives. I was born at the end of '59.
Hell, yeah! Born in '62, but I did all the same stuff, give or take a couple of years. I had a couple of the monster models too, but I couldn't find enough bottles to buy more. I live in a neighborhood like the one I grew up in, but it is as dead as a graveyard most of the time. Many of the families on my block had between 6 and 12 children. I was usually about the same age as their youngest child, and some of the eldest children were off at college. There were always children playing in the street and around the neighborhood, and the parents often had parties and barbecues at their houses, as well as a yearly block party. These days, the neighborhood is a manicured graveyard. You can approach and talk to some people (usually our age), but lots of people will look at you with fear and suspicion if you just happen to be passing and try to make conversation. (Don't talk to people - you might say or hear something "offensive" and it will become a Federal case.) Thanks for the video. It brought back long-forgotten memories.
I worked in my dad’s store and SORTED hundreds of those dirty, grimy pop bottles in the blazing summer heat so the different soda companies could pickup their own return bottles. My pay was 50 cents an hour.
Sometimes Fred I get on here and watch your videos for hours at a time, just can't pull myself away. I was born in 1961 so I remember all this very well. I love the memories of a time long ago. It was a simplier time or maybe we were just more innocent then. Anyway thank you for what you do for us "mature" folks who recall when family was family and pepole had pride in America🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸
1967 was my last year in the Navy. Did the full six years. I was the sailor in Puget Sound keeping you safe. You probably always wondered who was taking care of business while you were taking care of Debbie. I enjoyed your pictures, music, and commentary very much. Now you've got me looking for more years.
'58 boomer here. We got our first color TV in 1968 and my brother and I never missed Lost in Space and Batman. The last one to say "inkie" had to get up and change the channel, LOL! Oh, and the S&H Green Stamps ha-ha, my mom collected those things like they were gold. On Christmas in 1967 I got my first "banana" bike, or stingray as they were called. Glittery gold paint job with a white banana seat. I rode that thing to school all the time even though we only lived a block away from my Elementary school. These were great times! Thanks for putting this together you hit all the right notes.
cal30m1 Ours had a oak stand and gold glass ashtray. I don’t know when they got it. But I was born in 67 and my mom use to talk about me pulling myself up on the ashtray stand. And I knocked myself out wacking my head against that heavy ashtray.
I remember the 'fancy' ashtray and lighter combos' My mom would put them front and center on the coffee table and it even had a matching ceramic box with a lid that held her cigarettes. Everyone smoked --- Even in the waiting room at a doctors office, hospital cafeteria's and rooms. We'd get a carton of cigarettes for a $1 at the base commissary.
Nia the Gulf Gypsy I remember in the early seventies with my big brother taking a public bus downtown to meet our mom for some Doctors appointment. And the air on the bus was blue with cigarette smoke. Then later in the day both my parents and my brother and I took the bus home. So the air was still blue but then add my parents and every other adult smoking. And I was dizzy and nauseous from all the smoke. Then they wondered why so many sixties and seventies kids developed cases of asthma. Duh!!!
Boy, Do l remember the S&H green stamps . My mother loved ❤️ collecting them. I loved TV back then.even though they only had a few channels. I'd watch alot of Lost in Space, and That Girl with Marlo Thomas.,and of course the Monkees . After school l would go do to the dime store with my friend's.
Ah yes...S&H Green Stamps. My parents were very normal people, except when it came to Green Stamps. There were a number of stores locally that gave them out, including the supermarket where my mother shopped every week. After each shopping trip, she would carefully place the new stamps in the "special" box located in the hall closet. Once a year (usually in February), dad would retrieve the "special" box and move it to the kitchen table. The table had been cleared off in preparation for the annual "stampathon". Mom would provide the correct number of stamps...dad would lightly wet them on a sponge and stick them in a book. They worked as if they were possessed...for hours! After the last book had been filled, the table was cleaned off and my folks moved to the living room with their brand new S&H Green Stamp catalog...you could feel the excitement...well, they could anyway. After combing through the catalog cover to cover, they would FINALLY decide what they were going to get. The following Saturday, we would all pile into my dad's Falcon (most boring car ever) and head for the redemption center. Once there, it always seemed to take forever for them to get their new "stuff". Here's the part I never understood...both my parents were well educated , well rounded people with pretty good taste..I thought. But, for some reason, they would ALWAYS leave that store with useless junk and/or something really ugly. One year, my dad got a "universal" battery charger...this was WAY before rechargeable batteries had become available. The directions claimed the unit would recharge all common household battery sizes. My dad was going to save a small fortune on batteries...he thought. As I recall, he used the charger only four or five times...when charging, there was always a little smoke and the hint of burning plastic in the air. To his delight, the batteries WOULD recharge...larger D or C batteries would usually last about 20-30 minutes, while AA and 9V batteries might last an hour. His new "toy" only lasted a month or so before it died. One time, our annual trip turned out to be a waste of time... the "beautiful" table lamps my mother had picked out were on backorder and might not arrive for another month. We got back in the Falcon and drove home in total silence...my parents were heartbroken. Over a month went by before the store called to say the lamps were in. Dad stopped by the store and picked up the lamps on his way home from work. My mother acted like a little girl on Christmas morning as she helped my dad unbox and set up the lamps. Dad stepped back and put his arm over my shoulder and asked "Well, what do you think?". At age 11, I knew nothing about interior decorating...but I DID know ugly when I saw it. I swallowed heavily and said something awkward about how colorful they were. My little brother stood by silently...he was only 8, but he spotted the "ugly" right away. The lamps were very tall...almost 3 ft. They were shaped like very large wine jugs and were finished in snow white stucco. There was a 10 inch wide raised gold band running around the the center of each lamp and raised 2 inch squares inside the gold band. The squares were colored lime, pink and lavender...breathtakingly hideous! My parents were absolutely delighted. The lamps remained in the living room for the next 44 years. After my dad passed (mom had been gone for 8 years), we held an estate sale...there was all kinds of stuff for sale, including the lamps. The sale started about 10 on a Saturday morning and within the first half hour, the lamps sold. I helped an elderly couple load them into their car...as I closed the trunk lid, the couple thanked me for selling them those two "beautiful" lamps. We shook hands and I smiled as they drove away...apparently it's true, beauty really IS in the eyes of the beholder.
Not a lot changed in the early 80s. Still 16mm movies. Still walked a mile to school. Still had fights without calling the police. Went to principal office then my dad whooped my ass when I got home. Schools were integrated by then but I can only remember 3 black kids and maybe one Hispanic. Us kids didn't think twice about it. All the kids played ball in the street. One kid was the lookout for cars. Every public building smelled like cigarettes. Remember the big golden Ash tray next to every elevator door?
FredFlix being born in 77 that was before my time. By the time I was self aware Star Wars was EVERYWHERE! I remember watching it when it was released in 1980. We didn't have a VCR until '89 because they were $700. My grandfather used it to tape Bonanza and Gunsmoke Every day until the mid 2000s when they got DVR. He had trouble figuring out why the DVR cut off at the end not realizing he could go into the options
Jeenkz K I mentioned something similar to Fred a couple of videos ago. It seems like things we experienced stayed very much the same until sometime in the early to mid 90s. Then with technology and social culture things huge and disturbing changes many times.
Love the music! Brings back memories. Loved the Monkees. Had their albums, knew all the songs. We had color TV since 1963. My grandfather lived with us and bought it just days before President Kennedy was killed, so the first few days we had it, all we could watch was black and white news coverage, definitely on NBC. We were a Huntley/Brinkley family, too.
The Monkees! While every girl loved Davey Jones, I was a Mickey girl!! I always liked the funny guys. Always thought it was sexy! I married a funny guy! 34 years and still funny! His little grandsons adore him!
We got out of school at 3:15. And my mother didn't want me watching The Monkees so I would pretend I was watching Gilligan's Island and flip back and forth.
Mrs Chester: My mom is probably close to your age, she loved The Monkeys. I used to watch that show every morning, cause she loved it. Funny how in your time they were a bad influence and in my time my mom put it on, for me......funny how times have changed.
We got out at 3:30. I think it was 5 pm when Superman arrived at my house on Channel 11. Oh, Goodness, life really was so much better. My Mom would not allow Soupy Sales, but I really did not care.
Us too! My mom would write a note and give us 30 cents for a pack of Raleigh cigarettes. She also gave us some extra money to buy candy. We walked to the drug store where we presented the note and were given the cigarettes. The cashier never questioned the note. I'm sure she knew we could never forge a note as well written as our mom's.
Yep, we had a note from Mom to buy cigarettes. Well not our real mother. It was a note from...get this...Debbie. Debbie Griffiths to be exact. She had great penmanship. So she would write the note and we would pool our money together and buy the cigarettes. Then we would go back to Debbie's house and we would have to give her half the pack. She claimed they were for her and her friends, but I don't think she had any friends and we would see her smoking a lot (and yes she knew how to inhale at 12). So there were six of us for 10 cigarettes. How many did I get? NONE. The other five got two cigarettes each, but it was always my money buying them since I was the only one who knew how to save money (yes I did say earlier "we would pool our money together" but I remember being the only one who paid but they always talked like they paid too). So my non smoking cigarette addiction ended in the fall of 1973 when Debbie and her family moved away, never to be heard from again. So here's the question. Was I stupid for buying cigarettes and not smoking any, or smart for not smoking even though I bought cigarettes?
I was born in 1963 and my mom sent me to the store for cigarettes when I was ten years old, I would always tell the man "These are for my mom, not me." He knew me anyway, I had been coming to his store almost all of my life, I used to get a nickel and dime to buy a 15 cent Coke from a Coke machine that had a door you opened after you put the change in it, then you pulled a bottle out of a slot.
1956 here. Man you bring back some great memories Fredflix. You must be 1955. I have to say these videos make me a little sad because the world sure sucks now.
Me too. March of 56. For my entire life, I've felt something about our generation was significant. Perhaps even bigger than the folks who fought in the World Wars. But the most amazing thing is that we are still alive to talk about how we were raised. Too bad there aren't that many that want to know. We might actually have much we could teach them about social skills and even survival.
I remember taking my 6" hunting knife to show & tell in 3rd grade. Then going to the gun shop after school and buying black powder for a cannon I & my older brother were making. It shot rocks. Stripped leaves off of trees pretty well too. I don't think you can make men the way kids are raised now.
You're totally right. Every day i look around and wonder what the heck happened to all the men. Watching these videos i realize exactly how much things have changed.
Was born in '55, so I was 12 as well in '67. Fights in school, yep, no big thing, it always ended quickly the same way with the gym teacher talking to both of us and having us shake hands and usually the 2 kids would then become great friends. After all most boys were raised by the toughest men ever, who fought WWII in Europe of the Pacific, so we were more on the wild side. Plus large families of 5 kids at least and your always fighting with your brothers (or sisters), so a little ruffin' in school was common and non issue. Oh how we loved to walk into the next class and see a projector set up, you nailed that, it was like a holiday, lights out, you could watch or snooze, dream, take it easy, it was a God send. The old rotary phones, I remember commercials for the "alone phone", , but it was just the cord between handset and base, it was 20-25 feet so they showed this young girl going from room to room, further and further away to get away from other family members around the house who could hear her talk. It was a big hit and the first virtually "wireless" wired phoned gadget. Cigarette commercials were endless, everyone smoked, kids reeked of smoke and inhaled tons of it daily, nut I never remember smelling it as it was so common, Evan on TV on variety shows the host comes out with a cigarette, if it was Dean Martin, he had a drink too. Ahhhh, the Universal monster models, I so vividly remember walking up to town on Main Street and buying Frankenstein from a hobby shop which was almost entirely models and spending my hard earned paer route money, buying little bottles of Testors (????) paint and spending the day having glue & paint all over my finger, we never wore gloves for anything. Had them all except the mummy. I loved the grave Frankenstein walked on, so classic, great picture of them. great stuff , great trip, lifewas so simple in the 60's, the summers seemed endless. Today it seems like its always Monday morning and a another new week that starts and is over before I know it. I'd love to be 12 again for a week Sighhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you for making these videos, they are so fun and bring back good memories , I was born in 1954 so I can relate to everything you show , I wish I could go back in time and never see the World as it is today .
I'm glad I came across your channel these videos bring back a lot of memories. Before cell phones and Xbox or play station we really knew how to have fun
No remotes existed. And televisions were built into cabinets that were like pieces of furniture, with high gloss finishes that mom would dust with Pledge. lol.
Thank you so much for the wonderful memories. I was born 1964 so I was 3 years old but I remember Life was so simple and fun back then. I’d give anything to go back to those days!
In '67 I was a lonely little 7-year old latchkey kid and the neighbor kids didn't like me hanging around so much. They all had big families and I only had a much older sister who didn't like me much either. My dad made me get a crew cut haircut and I cried. Dark Shadows was too damned intense for me alone in the house. Damn, thinking about it now I think I want to cry. The roaming dogs scared the crap out of me too in our rural lower middle class sparse neighborhood. Sadness, just wave of sadness. Sorry to bum you all out.
This is an amazing video. I was that same age that same year. Everything in the video matched my life exactly. I emotionally kick myself every day for not enjoying every second of those times. BUT...how could we know? We never dreamed how drastically things would change,,,,,,and not always for the better. With all the faults of the past, if given the chance I would go back....even the 6 hellish years of Catholic School just to be back in an era where I felt some degree of safety and security even if it was false security.
cal30m1 yep back then wood shop they would go out and build houses auto shop where you tore down engines made hot rods rifle club and we memorized the constitution in what were called civics class.
In elementary school, I remember "show and tell" after Christmas where everybody showed off his or her favorite present. I few guys brought their new 22 rifles and nobody thought a thing about it. About as many rifles from the guys as Chatty Cathys and Barbies from the girls.
My Grandmother gave us a portable black and white TV set. The reason it was a portable was because it had a carrying handle on top of it. It still weighed what seemed like a ton. When the channel knob broke off I was forced to use a pair of needle nosed pliers! Memories!!! Thanks again Fred from John in Calgary Alberta.
OMG! Are you my brother ? Because this was 99.9% me growing up. Wow! We really did live in a more simple and better time. This was a great projection of all of us growing up in America .... thank you for making it and sharing .... God Bless! (If one can even say that anymore without wing turned off)
So spot on for me. The only difference with my experience with '67 was that I was 14, our TV antenna went into our attic, not on our roof and our fort had a rotting plywood roof, yours did not. Amazing piece of work. Thanks so much!
The best week was the week before school when we went shopping for school supplies. The smell of the lead pencils, the erasers and even the plastic pencil holder bag are still seared in my brain. We covered our school books in grocery bag paper that we cut into book covers to keep them looking new-they had to be passed down to next years class after all. Fridays were film days...we got to watch cool educational films. We had playtime every day. If you misbehaved you got a ruler across the knuckles or a yardstick across your butt. Nobody expected anything less. If you mouthed off to a teacher you didn't have to worry about what the teacher would do to you, but you sure had to worry about what your dad was going to do to you when he got the call. Kids dressed nice. There was very little cussing. And civility and manners were just normal social tools everybody had. Saying "yes, sir" and "yes, ma'am" were not considered demeaning but respectful. Kids walked to and fro and nobody worried about shootings, kidnappings, rapes or robberies. And yes, there were guns back then. Plenty of them. The people who weren't there will never know what they missed. Kids today have no experiences to lean on. Their "experiences" are whatever they read on their smart phones which they have glued to their faces 24/7. They don't know how to think, what to think or why they believe anything. They just parrot the latest trendy thought or support the latest social phenomena. They think change is the answer to everything. What they don't realize is that there have been thousands of years and billions of people involved in determining how things work best and there is no "progressing" past certain truths and realities. Acting as if they are the first and only ones to perceive the truth, they have climbed to the pinnacle of arrogance. At least I can say I was there in the 60's, and no history book can tell me what it was like. I was there.
Great comment, Frank. Loved the part about thousands of years and billions of people determining what works. But I was the opposite the last summer week before school. Buying school supplies meant the end to all-day fun and late bedtimes. It meant sitting in hot classrooms for six hours and homework and 9 p.m. to bed, missing shows like The Fugitive and I Spy.
I remember we'd go to my aunt's house on Monday evenings to watch The Monkees and I'd go to the corner store before it started to get a "throwaway Pepsi" I think this is when they started making throwaways instead of bottles you return. Also would get a Tiger Beat magazine, loved those magazines!!
I was hesitant about writing about some of my 1967 memories when I realized that your designation of "Winter 1967" probably refers to late 1966. But what the hell...? 1967 was a special one for me because that's when, after months of needing to go to the bathroom every twenty minutes, having an incredible thirst, plus losing weight, my mother dragged me to a pediatrician who subsequently discovered I was a type-1 diabetic! (Back then, it was referred as "juvenile diabetes". No more Blueberry Pop Tarts for me! 1967 was also the year for The Beatles' "Penny Lane/Strawberry Fields Forever" single. I remember staring at the picture sleeve hanging at the downtown Lits Brothers department store in Philadelphia. (Or maybe it was Gimbels'...) I didn't mind watching Batman in B&W (I didn't have a choice). I also collected the Batman TV series trading cards. I too collected the Aurora model series; all the monster models (though I couldn't figure out at the time how to make my "Guillotine" work properly... can you imagine what people would say if such a thing was released today?). I also had the superheroes series with Superman, Superboy, Batman plus the "The Man From U.N.C.LE." with Napoleon Solo and Illya Kuryakin.
My dad would have 5 to 6 friends over every night to sit around and drink and play cards. They all smoked. You could not see the ceiling for the smoke. Not one died of lung cancer.
Great memories. I was 9 and I'd get bottle deposits and spend them at the penny candy counter at the family run corner store. Once in a while I'd pay the 10 cent fare and ride the bus downtown (alone) to where my mother worked as a cook. I'd wander around the city, go to the library, and especially the Trick Store, an 8 by 30 enclosed tunnel between 2 buildings downtown where we could buy itching powder or hot pepper chewing gum to prank our friends. I never had enough money to buy the xray vision glasses, but I dreamed. After roaming the city, I'd wander over to the old folks home where my my mother worked as a cook, get something to snack on and she and I would ride the bus home where we could watch the 15 inch black and white Heathkit TV that my older brother built by himself. That period of childhood only lasted 5 or 6 years, but it created so many memories of how the world was. Now, my newest socks are 7 years old and it seems I just bought them at Walmart, where there is no Aunt Pearl standing behind the big wood and glass case, placing the penny candy we chose into tiny 2 inch brown paper bags, and no pop bottles to turn in for money to buy it.
forwimp Heathkit! Wow I loved that store, if you were a bit of a nerd or geek back in the 70s and prior that was the place to go. Amateur radios, stereos, tvs, ect all great kits you could put together yourself and learn at the same time. I could spend hours in that place in the mid 70s.
watershed, Heathkit, Radio Shack and, Tandy. Working on small gas engines (lawn mowers/go carts/mini bikes) and flying control line model planes. Not to mention repairing bicycles.
Rock 'n Roll Daddio I’m pretty sure kids today don’t know what a hobby is. My dad and I used to go rock hunting. I have so many great memories from those rock hunts. Then we would bring them home and put them in the rock polisher. That was so cool.
I remember basically everything you just showed! I was born in 1956. As a kid, I also had toys called, the air blaster, fright factory, and I had the polaroid camera called, " the swinger" thanks for the memories of a simpler time!
Another great one. We had our antenna on the roof strapped to the chimney. After some time, my brother, who was an electronics geek, got this contraption called a tenna- rotor. You could electronically control the direction of the antenna from your living room. It was handy for getting better reception. My dad was handy and he worked for PSE&G so thankfully we always had central heat, at first oil then later he switched us to gas. No A/C though, until we got a window unit. We ( dad,brother, and myself, ) would collect copper and brass and sell it at the junk yard and split the money, which is how I purchased the penny candy and trading cards. Remember " Odd Rods" ?
FredFlix, you might recognize the animation on the cards if you saw them. I also collected Wacky Packs. Sort of like Mad Magazine meets trading cards meets advertising. Example, Instead of Captain Crunch, Captain Crud.
Good grief! I remember "Odd Rods" - my favorite was the "Grave Train" dog food card. I know there were many others but my feeble memory just can't recall them. Thank you Gregg for that memory from my mild youth.
Two things I saw really brought the memories back; the Universal monster plastic glue models and the green stamps. I remember the thing I wanted the most with those green stamps was a wooden croquet set. We played croquet in the back yard back then......just recently went to my mom's house and found the set from the 60's up in the attic...what a treasure!
Oh man! I could not sleep tonight and decided to check out stuff on UA-cam, but never imagined finding your "Day in the life" videos. Wow...they're so cool. I love the music added to the pictures. I was actually 10 years old in 1967. As simple and maybe even corny as these may seem to the youth of today, I would never tray the simple times of yesteryear for today's gadgets. As kids...we were always playing outdoors. No cellphones, IPods, play stations and definitely no 24/7 2001 cable channels, yet we connected better "eye to eye" with friends, dinner table ect, than many do not today. Thanks for the memories and posting these Fredflix. I definitely enjoyed them.
I was 6 years old in January of 1967. This was the time I first saw snow. My family spent the week between Christmas and New Year's at Lake Tahoe, a 4 hour drive from our house in Oakland. I had always been fascinated by snow, and was totally thrilled that I was finally going to experience it. I admit, I was slightly disappointed to discover it was cold, wet and tasteless, like the stuff in the freezer. But I still loved it, and do to this day.
We're close to the same age so you've brought back some wonderful memories for me. Thanks. Here in Florida we watched Dark Shadows too. Our phone had a very long cord on it. Every summer my dad put a big industrial fan pointed out in one window and at night we'd crack the rest of the Windows open. The whole house was cool all night. I remember every evening strapping on the metal skates and we'd all skate up and down the sidewalk.
Hey Fred, you have a great memory! I am also your age and experienced all the wonderful things that made our childhood so special! Thanks for the trip down memory lane!
Just caught this one for the first time today, Fred. Again, what can I say....laughing out loud (I had the entire collection of monster models as well); a little lump in my throat (I was in 8th grade at Myrtle Beach Jr. High, a fairly new school...and my girlfriend's name was Debbie. My dad was about 1/2 way through his second tour in Viet Nam, and earlier that summer, as a break for me, and for my uncle (he had 3 daughters, and my cousin, also Debbie, and I were only 3 months different in age)I spent a month with them in Charlotte.....and my uncle got Debbie and me tickets for the Monkees concert there. The opening act was a new group called The Jimi Hendrix 'Experiment'... what a divers show... Had the Strawberry Alarm Clock records, and while watching this, sang along with every word of the Association's Cherish....I was actually in a "band" with two friends of mine, and it was one we did. Great stuff, as usual. Many thanks.
I try to tell these younger kids that pick at me about my age, how lucky I was to live in the fifty and sixties. Being born in the U.S. and growing up in those years was a blessing! Man, thanks again for the video. I’ve watched all of them I think.
~sigh~ The Monkees. I can feel the butterflies! I did not need a remote control, as I could pay a nickel to one of the younger kids to change the channel for me! We still had rabbit ears, as the only time we had television was when someone from the church got a new t.v., and gave us their old one. I remember using aluminum foil to sharpen the clarity of our three stations. I remember my brother coming home from Vietnam with his Green Beret uniform, and he let me wear his hat and jacket. All three of my oldest brothers served in Vietnam, one in the Navy, one in the Marines, and one as a Green Beret in the Army. None of the other boys served in the military, and only one of us girls served in the military, in the Navy. I will be sad to see the conclusion of this series, but thankful that I can watch it over and over again, and share it with my grandsons. They are still young enough that they like to hear my stories of the "olden days"! Each time I re-watch one of your videos, I see something new, that I missed the first time around. Thank you for the time and effort that you have put into this series, as well as the rest of your videos. The quality shows! 💐
Thanks again, Virginia. The background score to this video was originally by The Monkees. But UA-cam rejected it due to copyright infringement. Thanks for sharing your memories and God Bless your family.
It must have been areal pain in the ass being so poor you couldnt afford a T. V. im glad my father had a real job. Tell us, did you where hand-me-down underware?
dicarlo57 All of our parents (Fathers) has real jobs. Many of our Moms were homemakers. I always remember watching every penny. Daddy would check behind the checker at the grocery store. He also witnessed to almost everyone he met. I bet you have no idea what that even means. Kids now seem to expect to get everything they want but we would not even ask for most things we wanted because we knew what the answer would be. At Christmas we would get 3 gifts each and a stocking. I tell you I felt rich. We got one thing on our Birthday and My Mom would make the cake which we loved much more than store bought. I would get 50cents for my allowance which I did chores for and a buckle from the tooth fairy. We got new shoes for school and wanted to be barefoot all summer. We had piggy banks and S&H Green Stamps. We tithed in church, yes out of my allowance of 50 cents. My Dad flew me around the back yard like an airplane and lifted me up in the pool to jump off his shoulders and this was after working hard all day. You don’t need a lot of money to have a wonderful life.
I used to build forts all the time and I'm a female. A little friend down the street had a real playhouse, built to look just like a little house and omg what I wouldn't have given to have one of those!
I got a lot to say how it compares to my time. Being a 70's kid, it was almost the same "old school" when I was in school: We had pencils and pencil sharpeners and paper clips and wooden rulers. School lunch was a few cents more. Some older school buses still had red lights only while some newer ones had the additional yellow lights. By my high school years, the Stop sign with flashing red lights would swing out. When I was in 7th grade, it was my first year in Middle School. I've witnessed a few moments when a bunch of kids were gathering around whenever a big fight would happen. Then, both fighting kids would be bought to the principal's office. The movie films were very much the same. No computers... until 1980, where I get to use TRS-80s (whenever a good opportunity would come). We did have TVs. The teacher would turn on the TV whenever some educational show would come on the air. To name a couple of shows I remember seeing: "All About You" and "The Metric System", both on PBS. We even saw Jimmy Carter's inauguration and the landing of the Space Shuttle Columbia. I can recall my mom telling me that "Dark Shadows" was a soap opera - horror show. It didn't interest me (maybe as a little kid I was). But I could recall, in the 80's, as we gathered to watch a few video tapes at my relative's house, my cousin showed one of the episodes of "Dark Shadows". In one instance he said, "There's the microphone." He played that part again and as I looked carefully, I could see the mic before it went *straight up* out of view! My sisters (and sometimes I) used to watch "The Monkees", "Lost in Space" and especially "Batman" (in re-runs, of course). We didn't have a remote controlled TV until the '80s (which also happened to be our first stereo TV). 5:20 Our first phone was black not yellow. Otherwise it has *the same look* . My parents never smoked, besides some people we know. I once got a Six-Million-Dollar Man model for my birthday. It was Steve Austin busting through a brick wall. I don't think I ever bother trying to assemble it. I was only a little kid, ya know. My cousin (who showed "Dark Shadows") had a set of monster models by Aurora. Sugar Smacks I've eaten when that "Dig 'Em" frog first appeared. The word "Sugar" would later be replaced with "Honey". In some way, I would still eat that cereal, which would be Malt-O-Meal's Golden Puffs (not Kellog's, but the same kind of cereal). Besides the honey taste, it's made out of wheat, which is good for you. I could recall when I was riding the bike, a dog or 2 would come after me, barking. I wasn't too afraid because I could pedal fast enough to outrun them. There was even a moment when one of the dogs bit me - not on my physical body - but on my pant leg. No big *woof* , ya know. Our first color TV was a round tube Philco. In the 70's, we had a Magnavox with a built-in pong game and paddle controls (i.e., tennis, hockey and handball). That would be a rare find these days! There were a few times when we would watch TV very late at night. For instance, a movie ended followed by white noise. In some way, it was good timing to feature "Incense and Peppermints" by the Strawberry Alarm Clock. Ed King passed away a few days ago (August 22, 2018).
I hated school, grade school and junior hi, especially. I could not wait until 3:20 when it let out. My mother's favorite TV show was Dark Shadows. I also had a Wheel-O, but lost the Superball when I bounced it too high and it landed on the roof of the apartments! (It might still be there.) Both my parents smoked like smoke stacks. It's amazing I didn't die right then and there from all the second-hand smoke that filled the tiny apartment. The only people I knew who had a color TV were my rich aunt and uncle. I enjoyed Lost in Space, but thought Star Trek was better -- even as a kid I knew the difference between science fiction and fantasy. I built models, too. However, I was so eager to finish them that I did not paint them until last. (Do you know how hard it is to paint the inside of the Batmobile's cockpit after it is assembled?) On Friday nights I could stay up to watch a movie on the "Late, Late Show" which featured the "Syncopated Clock" music theme. Good times, with some bittersweet memories. Thanks for remembering with me.
Thomas Levy - I used come home from school and watch Dark Shadows and then out to play until dark. We lived next to bikers who liked me because I'd run to the 7-11 across the street and do their candy and soda buys. It never hurts to be "protected" by bikers when you're a kid in elementary school. Great times for sure!
I hated Jr High too, but because everyone picked on me, back then bullying was the norm and the teachers didn't give a damn whether you were bullied or not, one teacher even bullied me in the ninth grade.I was also bullied by my third grade teacher in 1971, stupid BITCH! I wish I knew where she lived, so I could get her address and write her a letter telling her how she traumatized me that year. I was too scared to tell my parents what all she done to me that year. My father would come to school every year and tell the teacher "If she gets a paddling tell me and I'll whip her at home." I never got paddled at school thank God! My late father used to love to wear my ass out with a belt.
Being bullied and abused at a young age can have serious psychological consequences. My late wife loved school, but hated her home life. Her father abused her and her brother while they lived in poverty. Her brother became an alcoholic, drug addict, criminal, and homeless unemployed bum. She went on to have a far better life, but was damaged, too; although she did not act out as her brother did. Instead, she internalized everything and lied to me saying that she was "fine" when she was actually suffering. Combined with several serious medical problems, her undiagnosed mental issues caused her to commit suicide in 2013 at age 49. I am certain that her terrible upbringing was partially to blame. I will always miss her.
Though it may seem through the video that such things did not touch my life, let me assure you, Thomas, such is not the case. Those nostalgic things depicted helped me cope. Not to go into detail, but I'm feeling the effects, both mental and physical, of the downside of my childhood even as I write these words. Aside from that, my father committed suicide in 1984. Not to minimize what your wife went through. many of us carry major or minor emotional scars.
I was 12 in 1967, easterly part of Canada celebrating 100 years! I recall many of these in the video, I still have that metal Boston Self Feeder 4 pencil sharpener and still use it regularly, it's great! For the telephone here, "party lines" were still in place but in process toward private lines. Penny arcades, pinball machines were popular. New TV programming was awesome, The Munsters, Adam's Family, Lost In Space, cowboy films and westerns, The Beverly Hillbillies, Green Acres, etc. Amazing how quickly the times have changed and how much!
My dad was a tv repairman...no transistors back then just big bulky vacuum tubes. Dad was always canabilizing parts from our tv to fix customers tv's. I do remember our first color tv and remote control. Great job per usual Fred...love these trips down memory lane...such an innocent and simpler time.
My dad had nothing but VW Beetles, I remember the seats being the most uncomfortable hard plastic that were frozen stiff in the winter and hot as hell in the sunmer.
You have great memories. I was born in 69 and things changed a little between then and the 70s but still some of the same values. I drunk from a hose and I’m still alive. I walked by myself at night and I lived to tell about it. Same amount of channels on the tv. Loved the penny candy (still do) Fantastic Times! One of my fondest memories is when you were looking for your friends and you knew where they were when you saw all the bikes lined up.
I was 10 in 67. I remember running home from school to watch Dark Shadows! I also had a wheel-O and a superball. Those superballs bounced! I really should say everything here brought back such great memories! I am SO very grateful to have grown up then. I feel sorry for kids now. Even my younger co-workers have said that they wish they lived back then. And the music!!!
I got a superball for Christmas in 1965. Lost it when we decided to try to use it for a baseball....never did find it after that first bat!
@Barbarosa If you hit one of those super balls with a bat , it would have went out of Fenway park , Have a nice day (p s - I was 12 in 67 )
listen to THIS: When they sold the Dark Shadows bubble gum/ trading cards at the corner drugstore a bought a bunch of them back when the show was on. On the back of the wrapper there was an offer for a Barnabus Collins Vampire ring. You had to send in 50 cents and three wrappers. Well......i sent in my 6 wrappers and one buck to get TWO rings. 8 weeks later they show up in my mail. I thought they looked a bit cheap so I just put them in the back of a drawer. Fast forward 20+ years later I find out those rings are worth about $700.00 EACH !!!! I desperately searched for those rings in my parents house and yep.....they were still there. I sold both of them for about 1400 bucks to a New York collector. I really needed that money too. It was a God Send. I guess it pays to save stuff (sometimes)
Great story. I got a Planet of the Apes card from the 60s. It has a gorilla soldier on horseback.
I was only 5 in 67 but norhing changed between 67 and 74. It all changed when they made the jump to light speed in 78.
Good old days...we had no idea how good they were.
Nope. I mean the 90s were awesome growing up. But the 60s were incredible it seems.
so true...
i’m black i’ll stay here lmao
Seems pretty awful to me. Unless you were a rich white man of course
Yep!! Well stated, Lauren @@funnylaurenc
The music makes this so enjoyable to watch! I grew up during this time and really miss it all!
I was 13. My Uncle Ken a Fighter Pilot on the DMZ. Shotdown Nov 7. My Grandpa passed away Nov 19. Worry about my 2 Brothers in Nam. The music brings it all back. I had a Wetsons an White Castle hamburger joints down the street. Thats where i took solice. Thanks for the Mems. Man!
You're welcome, Dicky.
We used to collect deposit bottles and swap them for penny candy, too. Regular bottles were $.02 but we were overjoyed when we found a quart Par-T-Pak bottle. They were worth a whole nickel!!
Becky Blosser yepper, trading in bottles for the deposits was great. Loved those wax lips, teeth you could get.
BACK THEN IF YOU SAVED ALL YOUR BOTTLE DEPOSIT MONEY YOU WERE A RICH KID.
Born in '56, grew up in Canada (out west), but the same experiences as you. Colder winters though, but good times. The Canadian experience is not that different from the American one.
Remember when Honey Comb cereal had the record you could cut out from the back of the box?And you could get a pretty nice glass out of a box of clothes detergent?☺
Golden Hair I had that same box of cereal with the 45 on the back to cut out and the glass in my Moms box of detergent. We used to get glasses when we bought gas. Yes I remember well when they had a man to pump your gas before self service gas. I had masses of glasses ( real glass) from McDonalds. Now it’s plastic I think.
do u recall those glasses that were recalled because of lead paint i believe ? the kids would scrape at the paint with their teeth . i think it was late 70s or so.
Absolutely!
The video shows a Sugar Smacks box that is a definitely British version . I've seen it for sale and it I know for a fact that it is.. Oh well, we can't all be cereal box aficionados.
I had that one too... I think it was either Super Sugar Crisp or Honey Comb.
Thank you for showing a typical day in the life of almost every 12 year old in 1967.
If they were white.
Baseball cards on our bicycle spokes.
The sound of roaring thunder.
(The bubble gum was delicious)
Yes!!! I do that now for my grandchildren. They say grandma that's so cool. I say yes it is.
S Dolan
My older brother use to do the same thing to his bike with the cards. in the late 50's.
Come to think of it, the bubble gum was so perfect in flavor, it had an amazing taste, “delicious,” is the truth.
But thanks for bringing that memory back because I had forgotten, thanks to this crazy world.
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Spokes? I remember attempting to ride my bicycle home and had less than 10 spokes on the front or back wheel. It seems that playing polo on bicycles using a croquet and croquet mallets was hard on bicycle spokes...especially when someone sticks the handle end of their mallet into your spokes in order to stop you.
I preferred balloons. Didn’t last as long, but sounded just like a car with “Cherry Bombs”!
By the time I was in school milk was a nickle, though my parents refused to pay so much for milk so I usually didn't get any. I remember one day, I think I was in second or third grade, when I was swinging from the monkey bars and the teacher's aid blew her whistle, came over to where we were playing, and picked up the pocketknife I'd accidentally dropped. She handed it to me and said, "Make sure you keep this safe or you'll lose it." And that was that. Nowadays it would be a mandatory expulsion and it would make the national news.
True.
Savant
I was in elementary school and middle school by the mid 70s and I can remember actually have wood shop class in the late 70s (1977) and we were still able to bring pocket knives to class for whittling! In PA as late as the mid 80s we actually had a high school gun club! Mostly for hunting but also they did go to the shooting range for pistol target practice, amazingly the kids would bring their guns on the bus, in cases for the club! It's just tragic how completely controlled children are today.
My high school in PA also had a rifle team. It was a co-ed team. I remember (1968-1971) our school bus picking up a student who was on the rifle team. He would stand at the bus stop with his rifle and traffic would pass by thinking nothing of it. There was no doubt about it - the plastic case was clearly identified as a rifle case sold by Sears. He got on the bus carrying his rifle. No big deal - no one gave it a second thought. Sometimes when I stayed after school, I saw him and other rifle team members carrying their rifles through the school halls to the target range. Eventually, I got a part-time job after school and I worked with a guy who was a member of the rifle team. Usually he drove his mother's car to school and work. In the trunk of the car, he usually had a small arsenal of rifles used for target shooting. I think he used different caliber rifles for different distances and targets.
I remember playing mumley peg at recess no camera crews no expulsion
Savant most kids threw the milk in the garbage 25cent lunches in around 70 it went to 35cents i think boy dad made us bring a sack lunch and that was peanut butter jelly or bolagna
THERE'S FRED DOING IT AGAIN EVERYBODY, TAKING US BACK IN TIME AGAIN, SO COME ALONG WITH FRED AND THE GANG AND STEP BACK IN TIME TO REMEMBER THE GOOD TIMES WE HAD, I SAY THANKS AGAIN FRED AND BRAVO FOR MAKING THIS WONDERFUL VIDEO FOR ALL OF US TO ENJOY. GOD BLESS!
Thanks, Mike. The sixth edition of "Day in the Life" will be posted tomorrow.
I couldn't have said it better
Yup. We had fights in the school and outside. And we had pocket knives. No cops were called, there weren't any suspensions, and nobody brought a gun the next day to kill anybody. Families were intact, for the most part, dads were in the home, and most of us went to church on Sundays. I wonder if that had anything to do with "then" and "now?"
Yes I think it had a lot to do with it. We were in church and Sunday School every week. And we were taught to behave ourselves.
All it takes is a bad apple to ruin it for the whole bunch.
aye indeed fights nearly every dinner time there was. and some used to get their head down the bog and flushed. doubt you get away with that today.
@@lauraz2896 no, it's called victim mindset. Brought on by a wussified victim minded mindset.
at1212 b Huh?
I was born in 69. MY husband was born in 67.We both remember loads of readers digest in our homes.
Johnnie Patrick
I remember the TV guide at my Grandparents. My parents couldn’t afford either TV guide and readers digest but Grandma could.
@@maryallison0509 Ever get the Reader's Digest Books? that was a big thing of my mom's. That and World Book.
Born in 61 and living in these times makes me really appreciate what we got to experience as children ,I feel sorry for the youth of today they will never understand what they missed out on . R.i.P. 1960's you are missed !!!😣
What a blast from the past!!! Definitely the good old days. The world sure has gone so downhill.
Jackie Husein generation x here the world is going to hell in a hand basket no question
@@NEO_RKX Rubbish. People were saying the same thing when I was young, and I'm 61.
Remember the toys that were advertised on the back of cereal boxes? Send in three box-tops and 75 cents and in 4 to 6 weeks you'd receive the item in the mail.
Born in '60. I remember all of these things.
Tena C. Me too ! Born 8/1959 and YES remember it all!!!
Remember looking at green stamp books until the pages fell out!
Ann Pane Green stamps was a great memory too. Pasting them in the booklets and saving for something. I was able to save for a tape recorder. That was cool. There were also blue stamps as well.
Ann Pane Yes! We got our above ground pool with Green Stamps. It took 600 books, true. We swam in that pool for years. In the winter there would be tad poles in it. Of course that was winter in Alabama.
Yes. I was born in 67 but I remember getting things with them.
And remember the Brady Bunch episode when they fought over what to get with the stamps?!!
One of my jobs was pasting those stamps in booklets. I used a damp sponge to make them stik.
It really was a better simpler time. We had real freedom, less technology, yet that freedom brought a better quality of life for most.
The wham-0 superball was fantastic. Bought one right away at Walgreens. Couldn't believe how high it bounced. Changed my life......
Lockbar In about 4th grade I took my super ball in the school bathroom. I was by myself and threw it against the wall as hard as I could. It bounced off the walls and floor in all directions at about 70 mph and struck me in the eye. Gave me a heck of a shiner. 45 years ago and seems like yesterday.
Ever hit one with a baseball bat? Made you feel like Babe Ruth.
I could watch these videos all day long. I grew up eating kindergarten paste, mud pies, and like you I would go to the local mom & pop store and buy my mom cigarettes (.52¢) and a .10¢ bag of candy, which was in a small( about 8"tall) filled with candy. Drinking from the hose was the best. We would play in the woods, across the street from my house all day. And later on at night no matter how far away from home you were, you would always hear your mom yell for you to come home. I'd go back in a heartbeat. Thanks for the video.
One Christmas as a kid I asked for and received a large number of plastic model kits. I got the paints and brushes too and remember that Christmas of '67 or '68 as being very special because of it. I loved every kit I was given. I remember there were 2 lost in space kits, A Seaview submarine from Voyage To The Bottom Of The Sea, and several of the Aurora “monster” kits including Frankenstein, The Prisoner, The Guillotine, and The Mummy. I spent many happy evenings putting those together and painting them. I had the Guillotine model until just a few years ago when my wife threw it away on me....sigh.
School films were always a treat even when the subject matter was not particularly of interest. I even like the film strips we saw. I remember not being allowed to get out of our desks to do things such as sharpening a pencil so being a pragmatic and resourceful young fellow I always brought my pocket knife to school and used it for the task. I simply piled the shavings on a corner of my desk and dumped them at recess. The teachers never mentioned it in all the years I did that. Today, I'd have been sent to the office and my parents phoned.
We never got Dark Shadows on TV but I used to buy the comics when I saw them. Fun and so different from the war or super hero ones I otherwise bought. When I first saw a Superball I was amazed at how it would bounce. The older kids seemed to delight in taking ours and throwing them so hard chunks of the rubber would fracture off and ruin the ball by turning it into a misshapen chunk. Later balls seemed to not have that problem though.
Being a Canadian kid in winter I played hockey. On the street, our driveway, the frozen pond or river, or the rink. I lived, breathed and sweated the game. I played goal but never wore a mask until I was 12 and have the scars to prove it. BTW, I still have it and the last goal stick I owned. Both are mounted to a wall in my games room.
I just read someone posting about all this being rose coloured glasses and Fred's response of, “yes it is.” How else could one remember a happy childhood? I'm sure some kids look at a bad childhood through the lens of complete accuracy and honesty but for most to see childhood and remember it fondly there are no rose coloured viewings. We see that it was mostly good, and fun, and to not know it that way would in itself would be a disservice to our past. Sometimes rose colouring is accurate enough.
Wonderful comment, RPM. Yeah, I put my Aurora monster models on my bed's headboard. Trouble is, I would forget and when I jumped into bed they would fall on my face. As for the rose-colored glasses, honestly, my childhood was not all that great. But it's the TV shows, music, comics, monsters and playing outside that helped get me through it. And those are the things I choose to remember.
Exactly, Fred. My father was often away and my mother and I were never close. All those things you mention were the good things that last and what we do think of first.
Well, said.
RPM
While a lot of us here are from the USA, I'd love to see you put together something like Fred's videos so we could see what it was like for Canadian kids back then! I hope you'll consider it. Thanks.
I'd love it. At present I can't for many reasons but I can say that my vids would be very similar. 80% or so of our TV and household products came from the US and still does. The 20% that was Canadian is fondly remembered here and there are YT vids about many of them.
But, I do plan to do YT videos in the future and they will have a Canadian flavour to them. While see you'd see remarkable similarities between our peoples you would be even quicker to notice our differences. We're still quite British in some ways. We recognize Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth as our sovereign and that gives us a sense of history that goes back 1000 years. Yet, we are a very young country and an even younger nation.
We are a frontier nation as well. Where I live I can walk in the majority of compass points for at least one thousand miles and not see another living soul. Rush hour here is waiting for 5 deer to walk up the street before I can leave my driveway. Yes, that actually happened. For me going south of the border in winter means a weekend in Fargo where it will be only 35 below zero.
We even think of our place in our nation differently than Americans. Americans tend to see themselves as individuals as evidenced by the common “I am an American.” We see ourselves as members of a group and say “I am Canadian.” One to me is not better than the other just very different.
I admire and love America but this cold northern country is my home and I do have a red maple leaf emblazoned on my heart. Anyway, sorry for the long-winded reply my brother so I'll just end with a typical Canadianism, eh?
Girls wore GoGo boots with pom-poms on them. There was the Mousetrap game, the game of Life, Mystery Date, Spirograph, and the one that you baked "Plastigoop" to create plastic monsters to enhance your pencils, or flowers...and there were Slinkies, Wheel-o's, and Troll Dolls. Barbie's began to bend their legs, and came with waist-length hair. Boys played with Secret Sam...an attache case with goodies a la James Bond.
Batman, Star Trek, Big Valley, Bonanza, What's my Line?, Lost in Space, That Girl, Bewitched, I Dream of Jeannie...dad liked Flip Wilson, mom like Perry Mason.
Our house had central heat, but in the summer, mom would open all the windows early in the morning, then close them around 9am, along with the draperies with 3-4 fans blowing. The house stayed 8-10 degrees cooler!
We tried new foods like Carnation Instant Breakfast, Pop Tarts (the first ones were unfrosted Strawberry) and Whip'n'Chill. But most meals were made at home. Occasionally we got pizza or KFC, but McDonald's was something to splurge your allowance on while on your bike with your friends. There was Ronald McDonald, but there was no playground, no Happy Meal, and along with soda pop, they offered orange Kool-Aid and a drink choice.
Nice memory, Carol.
Oh yeah - and Mattel's Thing Maker. Cooking up bugs and glow in the dark wigglies!
The thing that made the gooey bugs was called Creepy Crawlers. Haven't thought about that thing in decades til I saw it in the post.
OH WOW! THE GOGO BOOTS WITH POM-POMS HOW I REMEMBER THE GIRLS USE TO WEAR THEM AND THE HOLA HOOPS GIRLS PLAYED WITH THEM FOR HOURS.
“Secret Sam”? Bah! I had a real James Bond attaché case.All I remember it having was a tall wallet with business cards and a Lugar with forearm that extended the barrel and a butt stock. It shot plastic bullets.
Born in ‘61. Remember parents having their green stamps books. We had to walk to school no matter the weather. The sidewalks would freeze over. Mom would be home, lying on the sofa, watching soap operas. McDonald’s hamburgers were grilled and put together by the workers in an assembly method. Threw them off if asked for a plain hamburger. Loved the 1960’s!
Yes, we would walk to school in the snow, up hill both ways with boots on that were slippery as hell. Fell and banged my head on the ice many times. Nobody cared...
I remember walking to school in the rain and we just thought that was normal. I also remember not drying out until 3rd period. I remember smelling like the fabric softener Mom put in the wash. My Mom could not drive until I got my license.
Norma McManus yeah I was born in 61 too and could relate to many things shown in it. I really think times were a lot better back then. Had not experienced a death yet, now today a lot of loved ones, relatives, and some friends are gone.
Yeah I was born in 61 too. I remember my mom would spank my little brother and I with Hot Wheel track. She would drill a hole in the end of a piece of that orange Hot Wheel track and tie a piece thick yarn to it in a lope to put around her wrist so you couldn’t pull it out of her hand when she was hitting you with it. My little brother had a “bad mouth” so she would make him take a bite of a bar of soap and chew it up. She took a bar of soap and drilled a hole in the middle of it and made him wear this cobbed up bar of soap around around his neck.
One time we were out playing by the trash cans behind the garage. We weren’t allowed to play back there and she caught us. For some reason she was pulling all these pink tampon applicators out of his pockets, he had a bunch of em too. She was all disgusted with us and we didn’t know why but I remember my brother saying” whaaaat? They’re my little telescopes “
It’s really a trip how long the first ten years of your life took and how fast the last ten went by
William Rooney So did Dana Carvey 😂
Such a different time but a time i remember and miss. Thanks for this .
You're welcome, Richard.
I remember when McDonalds sign said "over one million served" 64?
and adding to my comment -YES!!! absolutely correct: The worst that would happen if you got into a fight was a note home to your father - yes most of us had both mothers and fathers back in 1967 and...the parents would actually stick up for the teacher and discipline the kid - how weird, huh? And yes, nobody seemed to care if someone brought a knife or slingshot to school back then. Nobody did any real harm with these items back then. Excellent video!
Thanks, Vincent. Yeah, the kids got in trouble, not the teachers.
We had an antenna, but only the rich folks had an antenna, with a rotator, I remember standing outside turning it ( little bit at a time ) to get rid of the snow, and TV tubes, taking them to the store to test them. Years ago.
I'd forgotten about testing TV tubes, but yep, I remember that too.
I remember dad putting the antenna just outside the living room window with this thing he made that looked like a tinker toy wheel attached to the pole so he could just open the window and turn it with a wood rod. Mom just rolled her eyes when he said he might try to get a patent. But, to my eyes this kind of stuff made dad a genius.
50 years ago I was attending New York University school of engineering and science in University Heights in the Bronx where I met my future bride to whom I am still married.
That is awesome John!
John Brandolini congratulations that you're still with your bride that is great
Mazel tov! I hope you're both still married and happy!
@@crabbyj We'll be celebrating our golden anniversary in August and be looking forward to our diamond anniversary.
@@johnbrandolini2915 - That is awesome! Many blessings and many more years of happiness, to you and your bride!
My dad had a remote......it was me!
We got our first vcr for a wedding present. It was a Fischer. And had a long cord on the remote that plugged in. I think it was about a 25 foot long cord. We also got a Sony color tv for our bedroom for a wedding present. I think it did have a huge remote.. we went out and bought an answering machine that had a tiny cassette in in. All this from 77-81.
David M I remember remotes had a long wire connecting it to the TV.
we didn't get a VCR til1988, when my son turned 18 months he would keep replaying the same song from the little mermaid cartoon movie over and over! that was the beginning of him turning into a computer geek! if only i knew what a monster i created! Loll. he's still playing video games. ah the money i could have saved! ah if we saved all those games. there worth a fortune now.lol
Don't forget the pliers for when you broke the channel knob from turning too hard
My mother had a dishwasher, as she said. It was me. Later at uni I turned pro, as the only female dishwasher in my residence center.
I wanna go back! I often sit and think of those days. I’m 57 now, everything has changed.....especially my body. Ugh! I’m glad I grew up when I did. No regrets! -Stephen, Ohio 🇺🇸
I wish we could go back to those times!!!
You know we never had much at all when I was growing up but I often think back to those days in the 60's and 70's and say to myself that those really were the best days of our lives. I was born at the end of '59.
1967 was so long ago but it's still a big part of who i am today
Hell, yeah! Born in '62, but I did all the same stuff, give or take a couple of years. I had a couple of the monster models too, but I couldn't find enough bottles to buy more. I live in a neighborhood like the one I grew up in, but it is as dead as a graveyard most of the time. Many of the families on my block had between 6 and 12 children. I was usually about the same age as their youngest child, and some of the eldest children were off at college. There were always children playing in the street and around the neighborhood, and the parents often had parties and barbecues at their houses, as well as a yearly block party. These days, the neighborhood is a manicured graveyard. You can approach and talk to some people (usually our age), but lots of people will look at you with fear and suspicion if you just happen to be passing and try to make conversation. (Don't talk to people - you might say or hear something "offensive" and it will become a Federal case.)
Thanks for the video. It brought back long-forgotten memories.
Ladybug Hi Ladybug! I was born Nov.of ,59! I loved growing up in the ‘60’s & ‘70’s. If there were a way to go back and do it again, well I’m ready!!
I don’t. My alcoholic parents were violent.
I worked in my dad’s store and SORTED hundreds of those dirty, grimy pop bottles in the blazing summer heat so the different soda companies could pickup their own return bottles. My pay was 50 cents an hour.
Wow !! Great memories !! This was my life in Texas except my mom would take me to school in a 68 Camaro with the 327 V8.
Sometimes Fred I get on here and watch your videos for hours at a time, just can't pull myself away. I was born in 1961 so I remember all this very well. I love the memories of a time long ago. It was a simplier time or maybe we were just more innocent then. Anyway thank you for what you do for us "mature" folks who recall when family was family and pepole had pride in America🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸
One of my fav songs and years. Fabulous choice of music. You hit the nail on the head. Well done.
1967 was my last year in the Navy. Did the full six years. I was the sailor in Puget Sound keeping you safe. You probably always wondered who was taking care of business while you were taking care of Debbie. I enjoyed your pictures, music, and commentary very much. Now you've got me looking for more years.
@zekeboots You might've met my uncle. Lifelong Navy, still manages reunions at 91!
'58 boomer here. We got our first color TV in 1968 and my brother and I never missed Lost in Space and Batman. The last one to say "inkie" had to get up and change the channel, LOL! Oh, and the S&H Green Stamps ha-ha, my mom collected those things like they were gold. On Christmas in 1967 I got my first "banana" bike, or stingray as they were called. Glittery gold paint job with a white banana seat. I rode that thing to school all the time even though we only lived a block away from my Elementary school. These were great times! Thanks for putting this together you hit all the right notes.
You're welcome, Ernesto. Nice comment.
My banana seat was glittery silver loved riding that bike
And the pencil sharpener in the classroom actually worked.
lol
yep. ours was wall mounted
Still have one of those pencil sharpeners and it still works after 50 years.
I wonder if they still sell em
They do still sell the wall mounted ones ... but they don't work.
Also, every single living room had an ash tray.
cal30m1 We did. And they were decorative and heavy. And some were on stands. 😂
cal30m1
Ours had a oak stand and gold glass ashtray. I don’t know when they got it. But I was born in 67 and my mom use to talk about me pulling myself up on the ashtray stand. And I knocked myself out wacking my head against that heavy ashtray.
I remember the 'fancy' ashtray and lighter combos' My mom would put them front and center on the coffee table and it even had a matching ceramic box with a lid that held her cigarettes.
Everyone smoked --- Even in the waiting room at a doctors office, hospital cafeteria's and rooms. We'd get a carton of cigarettes for a $1 at the base commissary.
Nia the Gulf Gypsy
I remember in the early seventies with my big brother taking a public bus downtown to meet our mom for some Doctors appointment. And the air on the bus was blue with cigarette smoke. Then later in the day both my parents and my brother and I took the bus home. So the air was still blue but then add my parents and every other adult smoking. And I was dizzy and nauseous from all the smoke. Then they wondered why so many sixties and seventies kids developed cases of asthma. Duh!!!
@@maryallison0509 I have a foot high Space Needle Lighter that my father got at the World's Fair when he was stationed in Washington.
Omg! We lived lived parallel lives! Just saw Mike Nesmith and Micky Dolenz last week in concert. Thanks for memories!
A 5' x 7' canvas Coleman pup tent, with a floor was 6 books in the S&H Green Stamp catalog. Of course, I went through two of them.
oldsnare54 I have mine six books and green stamps I bought in 1966It’s 52 years old
Boy, Do l remember the S&H green stamps . My mother loved ❤️ collecting them. I loved TV back then.even though they only had a few channels. I'd watch alot of Lost in Space, and That Girl with Marlo Thomas.,and of course the Monkees . After school l would go do to the dime store with my friend's.
Dozens of channels now,a lot of them filled with crap.
Ah yes...S&H Green Stamps. My parents were very normal people, except when it came to
Green Stamps. There were a number of stores locally that gave them out, including the
supermarket where my mother shopped every week. After each shopping trip, she would
carefully place the new stamps in the "special" box located in the hall closet. Once a year (usually
in February), dad would retrieve the "special" box and move it to the kitchen table. The table
had been cleared off in preparation for the annual "stampathon". Mom would provide the correct
number of stamps...dad would lightly wet them on a sponge and stick them in a book. They worked
as if they were possessed...for hours! After the last book had been filled, the table was cleaned off
and my folks moved to the living room with their brand new S&H Green Stamp catalog...you could
feel the excitement...well, they could anyway. After combing through the catalog cover to cover, they
would FINALLY decide what they were going to get. The following Saturday, we would all pile into
my dad's Falcon (most boring car ever) and head for the redemption center. Once there, it always
seemed to take forever for them to get their new "stuff". Here's the part I never understood...both my
parents were well educated , well rounded people with pretty good taste..I thought. But, for some
reason, they would ALWAYS leave that store with useless junk and/or something really ugly. One
year, my dad got a "universal" battery charger...this was WAY before rechargeable batteries had
become available. The directions claimed the unit would recharge all common household battery
sizes. My dad was going to save a small fortune on batteries...he thought. As I recall, he used the
charger only four or five times...when charging, there was always a little smoke and the hint of
burning plastic in the air. To his delight, the batteries WOULD recharge...larger D or C batteries would
usually last about 20-30 minutes, while AA and 9V batteries might last an hour. His new "toy" only
lasted a month or so before it died. One time, our annual trip turned out to be a waste of time...
the "beautiful" table lamps my mother had picked out were on backorder and might not arrive for
another month. We got back in the Falcon and drove home in total silence...my parents were
heartbroken. Over a month went by before the store called to say the lamps were in. Dad stopped
by the store and picked up the lamps on his way home from work. My mother acted like a little
girl on Christmas morning as she helped my dad unbox and set up the lamps. Dad stepped back
and put his arm over my shoulder and asked "Well, what do you think?". At age 11, I knew nothing
about interior decorating...but I DID know ugly when I saw it. I swallowed heavily and said something
awkward about how colorful they were. My little brother stood by silently...he was only 8, but he spotted
the "ugly" right away. The lamps were very tall...almost 3 ft. They were shaped like very large wine jugs
and were finished in snow white stucco. There was a 10 inch wide raised gold band running around the the
center of each lamp and raised 2 inch squares inside the gold band. The squares were colored lime,
pink and lavender...breathtakingly hideous! My parents were absolutely delighted. The lamps remained
in the living room for the next 44 years. After my dad passed (mom had been gone for 8 years), we held
an estate sale...there was all kinds of stuff for sale, including the lamps. The sale started about 10 on
a Saturday morning and within the first half hour, the lamps sold. I helped an elderly couple load them
into their car...as I closed the trunk lid, the couple thanked me for selling them those two "beautiful"
lamps. We shook hands and I smiled as they drove away...apparently it's true, beauty really IS in the
eyes of the beholder.
I got my first clock-radio with S&H Green Stamps! 🙂
Not a lot changed in the early 80s. Still 16mm movies. Still walked a mile to school. Still had fights without calling the police. Went to principal office then my dad whooped my ass when I got home. Schools were integrated by then but I can only remember 3 black kids and maybe one Hispanic. Us kids didn't think twice about it. All the kids played ball in the street. One kid was the lookout for cars. Every public building smelled like cigarettes. Remember the big golden Ash tray next to every elevator door?
I even remember elevator operators.
FredFlix being born in 77 that was before my time. By the time I was self aware Star Wars was EVERYWHERE! I remember watching it when it was released in 1980. We didn't have a VCR until '89 because they were $700. My grandfather used it to tape Bonanza and Gunsmoke Every day until the mid 2000s when they got DVR. He had trouble figuring out why the DVR cut off at the end not realizing he could go into the options
Thanks, Jeenkz K.
Jeenkz K
I mentioned something similar to Fred a couple of videos ago. It seems like things we experienced stayed very much the same until sometime in the early to mid 90s. Then with technology and social culture things huge and disturbing changes many times.
watershed44 1989, the fall of the Berlin Wall, was when the pace of changes accelerated exponentially.
Love the music! Brings back memories. Loved the Monkees. Had their albums, knew all the songs. We had color TV since 1963. My grandfather lived with us and bought it just days before President Kennedy was killed, so the first few days we had it, all we could watch was black and white news coverage, definitely on NBC. We were a Huntley/Brinkley family, too.
The Monkees! While every girl loved Davey Jones, I was a Mickey girl!! I always liked the funny guys. Always thought it was sexy! I married a funny guy! 34 years and still funny! His little grandsons adore him!
Mike Nesmith!!!
I was a Mickey girl too
I was a Davey Jones guy.
We got out of school at 3:15. And my mother didn't want me watching The Monkees so I would pretend I was watching Gilligan's Island and flip back and forth.
I would come home from school and watch Gilligan's Island, My Three Sons, I Dream Of Jeannie, and finally The Brady Bunch.
really?..The Monkees??..I loved that theme song !.
..but now I laugh..I had to sneak around..at age 13..to watch that new, immoral "Three's Company"..
Mrs Chester: My mom is probably close to your age, she loved The Monkeys. I used to watch that show every morning, cause she loved it. Funny how in your time they were a bad influence and in my time my mom put it on, for me......funny how times have changed.
We got out at 3:30. I think it was 5 pm when Superman arrived at my house on Channel 11. Oh, Goodness, life really was so much better. My Mom would not allow Soupy Sales, but I really did not care.
Wait, the MONKEES were a bad influence?! Those are two phrases that DO NOT and SHOULD NOT go together! It’s because of their hair, isn’t it?
Stores sold us cigarettes when were kids because we had a note from my mom.
Moe C
Yep this occurred into the 1970s!
Us too! My mom would write a note and give us 30 cents for a pack of Raleigh cigarettes. She also gave us some extra money to buy candy. We walked to the drug store where we presented the note and were given the cigarettes. The cashier never questioned the note. I'm sure she knew we could never forge a note as well written as our mom's.
Yep, we had a note from Mom to buy cigarettes. Well not our real mother. It was a note from...get this...Debbie. Debbie Griffiths to be exact. She had great penmanship. So she would write the note and we would pool our money together and buy the cigarettes. Then we would go back to Debbie's house and we would have to give her half the pack. She claimed they were for her and her friends, but I don't think she had any friends and we would see her smoking a lot (and yes she knew how to inhale at 12). So there were six of us for 10 cigarettes. How many did I get? NONE. The other five got two cigarettes each, but it was always my money buying them since I was the only one who knew how to save money (yes I did say earlier "we would pool our money together" but I remember being the only one who paid but they always talked like they paid too). So my non smoking cigarette addiction ended in the fall of 1973 when Debbie and her family moved away, never to be heard from again. So here's the question. Was I stupid for buying cigarettes and not smoking any, or smart for not smoking even though I bought cigarettes?
I was born in 1963 and my mom sent me to the store for cigarettes when I was ten years old, I would always tell the man "These are for my mom, not me." He knew me anyway, I had been coming to his store almost all of my life, I used to get a nickel and dime to buy a 15 cent Coke from a Coke machine that had a door you opened after you put the change in it, then you pulled a bottle out of a slot.
In eastern Kentucky everybody grew tobacco nobody even thought about it
I remember cigarette machines that took quarters, dimes, nickels and pennies. I believe they were $.27 a pack. And yes that was an awesome video.
50¢ in Wisconsin out if the machine. 27¢ at the VA commissary, 32¢ university book store.
Excellent! Born in 1956 myself, close enough.
Yep.
Jukeboxfun
1959 here
thanks! a couple years older but still very similar memories. slept with my transistor radio 'neath the pillow at night for the great music.
1956 here. Man you bring back some great memories Fredflix. You must be 1955. I have to say these videos make me a little sad because the world sure sucks now.
Me too. March of 56. For my entire life, I've felt something about our generation was significant. Perhaps even bigger than the folks who fought in the World Wars. But the most amazing thing is that we are still alive to talk about how we were raised. Too bad there aren't that many that want to know. We might actually have much we could teach them about social skills and even survival.
I remember taking my 6" hunting knife to show & tell in 3rd grade. Then going to the gun shop after school and buying black powder for a cannon I & my older brother were making. It shot rocks. Stripped leaves off of trees pretty well too.
I don't think you can make men the way kids are raised now.
Patrick EH Amen
You're totally right. Every day i look around and wonder what the heck happened to all the men. Watching these videos i realize exactly how much things have changed.
We took the . 22s we got for Christmas to school for "Show & Tell."
Only concern the teacher had was: "It's not loaded, is it?"
I had all those monsters too - but yeah. Katie. Wonderful videos man. Always amazes me. Back then, people just handled life. Not so much any more.
We had S&H green stamps back then. We cashed them in for things.
o yes. i remember we had green shield stamps. in the uk.
They were GREAT I miss lots of things from the good old days.
I can still remember the taste of the glue on the stickers! I was in charge of filling the books when mom brought home the S&H stamps.
Was born in '55, so I was 12 as well in '67. Fights in school, yep, no big thing, it always ended quickly the same way with the gym teacher talking to both of us and having us shake hands and usually the 2 kids would then become great friends. After all most boys were raised by the toughest men ever, who fought WWII in Europe of the Pacific, so we were more on the wild side. Plus large families of 5 kids at least and your always fighting with your brothers (or sisters), so a little ruffin' in school was common and non issue.
Oh how we loved to walk into the next class and see a projector set up, you nailed that, it was like a holiday, lights out, you could watch or snooze, dream, take it easy, it was a God send.
The old rotary phones, I remember commercials for the "alone phone", , but it was just the cord between handset and base, it was 20-25 feet so they showed this young girl going from room to room, further and further away to get away from other family members around the house who could hear her talk. It was a big hit and the first virtually "wireless" wired phoned gadget.
Cigarette commercials were endless, everyone smoked, kids reeked of smoke and inhaled tons of it daily, nut I never remember smelling it as it was so common, Evan on TV on variety shows the host comes out with a cigarette, if it was Dean Martin, he had a drink too.
Ahhhh, the Universal monster models, I so vividly remember walking up to town on Main Street and buying Frankenstein from a hobby shop which was almost entirely models and spending my hard earned paer route money, buying little bottles of Testors (????) paint and spending the day having glue & paint all over my finger, we never wore gloves for anything. Had them all except the mummy. I loved the grave Frankenstein walked on, so classic, great picture of them.
great stuff , great trip, lifewas so simple in the 60's, the summers seemed endless. Today it seems like its always Monday morning and a another new week that starts and is over before I know it. I'd love to be 12 again for a week Sighhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you for making these videos, they are so fun and bring back good memories , I was born in 1954 so I can relate to everything you show , I wish I could go back in time and never see the World as it is today .
You're welcome, Buffy.
I'm glad I came across your channel these videos bring back a lot of memories. Before cell phones and Xbox or play station we really knew how to have fun
BECAUSE US KIDS BACK THEN USED THERE IMAGINATIONS.
No remotes existed. And televisions were built into cabinets that were like pieces of furniture, with high gloss finishes that mom would dust with Pledge. lol.
Thank you so much for the wonderful memories. I was born 1964 so I was 3 years old but I remember Life was so simple and fun back then. I’d give anything to go back to those days!
You're welcome, BABY A.
I was 11 in '67. I remember it well. Great video.
In '67 I was a lonely little 7-year old latchkey kid and the neighbor kids didn't like me hanging around so much. They all had big families and I only had a much older sister who didn't like me much either. My dad made me get a crew cut haircut and I cried. Dark Shadows was too damned intense for me alone in the house. Damn, thinking about it now I think I want to cry. The roaming dogs scared the crap out of me too in our rural lower middle class sparse neighborhood. Sadness, just wave of sadness. Sorry to bum you all out.
Ha, ha! I just KNEW it was going to be a test pattern! Thanks for posting.
Firstname Lastname I remember the station playing the National Anthem with patriotic pictures at the end of the day.
I'm 63 and in such a messed up time in my life. I can't thank you enough for these videos. Seriously... Thank-you!
I'm messed up, too Eileen. You're not alone.
This is an amazing video. I was that same age that same year. Everything in the video matched my life exactly. I emotionally kick myself every day for not enjoying every second of those times. BUT...how could we know? We never dreamed how drastically things would change,,,,,,and not always for the better. With all the faults of the past, if given the chance I would go back....even the 6 hellish years of Catholic School just to be back in an era where I felt some degree of safety and security even if it was false security.
Thanks for sharing. I was born October of 1967. It goes to show how things have changed so much over time. I truly miss the 70's & 80's.
Bringing a 22 rifle into machine shop to fix a broken firing pin, carrying it in a paper sack until 5th
period, never raised an eyebrow!
cal30m1 yep back then wood shop they would go out and build houses auto shop where you tore down engines made hot rods rifle club and we memorized the constitution in what were called civics class.
In elementary school, I remember "show and tell" after Christmas where everybody showed off his or her favorite present. I few guys brought their new 22 rifles and nobody thought a thing about it. About as many rifles from the guys as Chatty Cathys and Barbies from the girls.
Because we weren't pshycopaths back then
Richard Gray I recall the same experience. The boys brought their .22’s for Show and Tell. Girls brought Barbies. I still have mine.
@@GaryAa56 because actions had consequences, very few stepped out of line.
My Grandmother gave us a portable black and white TV set. The reason it was a portable was because it had a carrying handle on top of it. It still weighed what seemed like a ton. When the channel knob broke off I was forced to use a pair of needle nosed pliers! Memories!!! Thanks again Fred from John in Calgary Alberta.
OMG! Are you my brother ? Because this was 99.9% me growing up. Wow! We really did live in a more simple and better time. This was a great projection of all of us growing up in America .... thank you for making it and sharing .... God Bless! (If one can even say that anymore without wing turned off)
You can say it to me, 1F.
So spot on for me. The only difference with my experience with '67 was that I was 14, our TV antenna went into our attic, not on our roof and our fort had a rotting plywood roof, yours did not. Amazing piece of work. Thanks so much!
The best week was the week before school when we went shopping for school supplies. The smell of the lead pencils, the erasers and even the plastic pencil holder bag are still seared in my brain. We covered our school books in grocery bag paper that we cut into book covers to keep them looking new-they had to be passed down to next years class after all. Fridays were film days...we got to watch cool educational films. We had playtime every day. If you misbehaved you got a ruler across the knuckles or a yardstick across your butt. Nobody expected anything less. If you mouthed off to a teacher you didn't have to worry about what the teacher would do to you, but you sure had to worry about what your dad was going to do to you when he got the call. Kids dressed nice. There was very little cussing. And civility and manners were just normal social tools everybody had. Saying "yes, sir" and "yes, ma'am" were not considered demeaning but respectful. Kids walked to and fro and nobody worried about shootings, kidnappings, rapes or robberies. And yes, there were guns back then. Plenty of them. The people who weren't there will never know what they missed. Kids today have no experiences to lean on. Their "experiences" are whatever they read on their smart phones which they have glued to their faces 24/7. They don't know how to think, what to think or why they believe anything. They just parrot the latest trendy thought or support the latest social phenomena. They think change is the answer to everything. What they don't realize is that there have been thousands of years and billions of people involved in determining how things work best and there is no "progressing" past certain truths and realities. Acting as if they are the first and only ones to perceive the truth, they have climbed to the pinnacle of arrogance. At least I can say I was there in the 60's, and no history book can tell me what it was like. I was there.
Great comment, Frank. Loved the part about thousands of years and billions of people determining what works. But I was the opposite the last summer week before school. Buying school supplies meant the end to all-day fun and late bedtimes. It meant sitting in hot classrooms for six hours and homework and 9 p.m. to bed, missing shows like The Fugitive and I Spy.
I remember we'd go to my aunt's house on Monday evenings to watch The Monkees and I'd go to the corner store before it started to get a "throwaway Pepsi" I think this is when they started making throwaways instead of bottles you return. Also would get a Tiger Beat magazine, loved those magazines!!
I was hesitant about writing about some of my 1967 memories when I realized that your designation of "Winter 1967" probably refers to late 1966.
But what the hell...?
1967 was a special one for me because that's when, after months of needing to go to the bathroom every twenty minutes, having an incredible thirst, plus losing weight, my mother dragged me to a pediatrician who subsequently discovered I was a type-1 diabetic! (Back then, it was referred as "juvenile diabetes".
No more Blueberry Pop Tarts for me!
1967 was also the year for The Beatles' "Penny Lane/Strawberry Fields Forever" single. I remember staring at the picture sleeve hanging at the downtown Lits Brothers department store in Philadelphia. (Or maybe it was Gimbels'...)
I didn't mind watching Batman in B&W (I didn't have a choice). I also collected the Batman TV series trading cards.
I too collected the Aurora model series; all the monster models (though I couldn't figure out at the time how to make my "Guillotine" work properly... can you imagine what people would say if such a thing was released today?). I also had the superheroes series with Superman, Superboy, Batman plus the "The Man From U.N.C.LE." with Napoleon Solo and Illya Kuryakin.
I enjoyed your comment, Jeffrey. The video takes place in Jan., 1967
You forgot to mention, every adult smoked IN THE HOUSE!
And in the car and at work and on the train, bus and plane. Oh and drank alchol while driving without a seatbelt on.
My dad would have 5 to 6 friends over every night to sit around and drink and play cards. They all smoked. You could not see the ceiling for the smoke. Not one died of lung cancer.
@aaron short I remember McDonald's and Jack "N Box had their own ash trays. I wonder if they are collector's items now?
JENDALL714 If you come to my house, you better smoke that cigarette outside.
Great memories. I was 9 and I'd get bottle deposits and spend them at the penny candy counter at the family run corner store. Once in a while I'd pay the 10 cent fare and ride the bus downtown (alone) to where my mother worked as a cook. I'd wander around the city, go to the library, and especially the Trick Store, an 8 by 30 enclosed tunnel between 2 buildings downtown where we could buy itching powder or hot pepper chewing gum to prank our friends. I never had enough money to buy the xray vision glasses, but I dreamed. After roaming the city, I'd wander over to the old folks home where my my mother worked as a cook, get something to snack on and she and I would ride the bus home where we could watch the 15 inch black and white Heathkit TV that my older brother built by himself. That period of childhood only lasted 5 or 6 years, but it created so many memories of how the world was. Now, my newest socks are 7 years old and it seems I just bought them at Walmart, where there is no Aunt Pearl standing behind the big wood and glass case, placing the penny candy we chose into tiny 2 inch brown paper bags, and no pop bottles to turn in for money to buy it.
Sounds like nice memories, fowimp. Thanks for sharing.
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Heathkit! Wow I loved that store, if you were a bit of a nerd or geek back in the 70s and prior that was the place to go. Amateur radios, stereos, tvs, ect all great kits you could put together yourself and learn at the same time. I could spend hours in that place in the mid 70s.
watershed, Heathkit, Radio Shack and, Tandy. Working on small gas engines (lawn mowers/go carts/mini bikes) and flying control line model planes. Not to mention repairing bicycles.
Rock 'n Roll Daddio I’m pretty sure kids today don’t know what a hobby is. My dad and I used to go rock hunting. I have so many great memories from those rock hunts. Then we would bring them home and put them in the rock polisher. That was so cool.
Your dad sounds awesome. God bless you, merry Christmas, Mindy.
I remember basically everything you just showed! I was born in 1956. As a kid, I also had toys called, the air blaster, fright factory, and I had the polaroid camera called, " the swinger" thanks for the memories of a simpler time!
You're welcome, Ronnie. I mention the Polaroid Swinger my 1965 Day in the Life video.
Another great one. We had our antenna on the roof strapped to the chimney. After some time, my brother, who was an electronics geek, got this contraption called a tenna- rotor. You could electronically control the direction of the antenna from your living room. It was handy for getting better reception. My dad was handy and he worked for PSE&G so thankfully we always had central heat, at first oil then later he switched us to gas. No A/C though, until we got a window unit. We ( dad,brother, and myself, ) would collect copper and brass and sell it at the junk yard and split the money, which is how I purchased the penny candy and trading cards. Remember " Odd Rods" ?
I don't remember Odd Rods, Gregg.
FredFlix, you might recognize the animation on the cards if you saw them. I also collected Wacky Packs. Sort of like Mad Magazine meets trading cards meets advertising. Example, Instead of Captain Crunch, Captain Crud.
Gregg Goss Ah yes, the famous "Channel Master" system for rotating exterior aerials. :)
Christopher U.S. Smith, not sure what the trade name was, but yeah sounds like it. That thing was made well. It lasted for a long time.
Good grief! I remember "Odd Rods" - my favorite was the "Grave Train" dog food card. I know there were many others but my feeble memory just can't recall them. Thank you Gregg for that memory from my mild youth.
Two things I saw really brought the memories back; the Universal monster plastic glue models and the green stamps. I remember the thing I wanted the most with those green stamps was a wooden croquet set. We played croquet in the back yard back then......just recently went to my mom's house and found the set from the 60's up in the attic...what a treasure!
We had that same phone and that stereo.
Oh man! I could not sleep tonight and decided to check out stuff on UA-cam, but never imagined finding your "Day in the life" videos. Wow...they're so cool. I love the music added to the pictures. I was actually 10 years old in 1967. As simple and maybe even corny as these may seem to the youth of today, I would never tray the simple times of yesteryear for today's gadgets. As kids...we were always playing outdoors. No cellphones, IPods, play stations and definitely no 24/7 2001 cable channels, yet we connected better "eye to eye" with friends, dinner table ect, than many do not today. Thanks for the memories and posting these Fredflix. I definitely enjoyed them.
I had a teacher who kept the projector lamp running during rewind, so we had the fun of watching what we'd just seen backwards :)
I was 6 years old in January of 1967. This was the time I first saw snow. My family spent the week between Christmas and New Year's at Lake Tahoe, a 4 hour drive from our house in Oakland. I had always been fascinated by snow, and was totally thrilled that I was finally going to experience it. I admit, I was slightly disappointed to discover it was cold, wet and tasteless, like the stuff in the freezer. But I still loved it, and do to this day.
It was Fun to play in!!!!!!!
Got my first guitar with S&H Green stamps at the age of 6? Been playing ever since
We're close to the same age so you've brought back some wonderful memories for me. Thanks. Here in Florida we watched Dark Shadows too. Our phone had a very long cord on it. Every summer my dad put a big industrial fan pointed out in one window and at night we'd crack the rest of the Windows open. The whole house was cool all night. I remember every evening strapping on the metal skates and we'd all skate up and down the sidewalk.
Thanks for comment, Renee.
I'm 63 now and looking back ,it's like a different world, well I guess it was . I know I loved my childhood.
Hey Fred, you have a great memory! I am also your age and experienced all the wonderful things that made our childhood so special! Thanks for the trip down memory lane!
Just caught this one for the first time today, Fred. Again, what can I say....laughing out loud (I had the entire collection of monster models as well); a little lump in my throat (I was in 8th grade at Myrtle Beach Jr. High, a fairly new school...and my girlfriend's name was Debbie.
My dad was about 1/2 way through his second tour in Viet Nam, and earlier that summer, as a break for me, and for my uncle (he had 3 daughters, and my cousin, also Debbie, and I were only 3 months different in age)I spent a month with them in Charlotte.....and my uncle got Debbie and me tickets for the Monkees concert there. The opening act was a new group called The Jimi Hendrix 'Experiment'... what a divers show...
Had the Strawberry Alarm Clock records, and while watching this, sang along with every word of the Association's Cherish....I was actually in a "band" with two friends of mine, and it was one we did.
Great stuff, as usual. Many thanks.
Nice comment again, Max. Wow. Did you boo Jimi Hendrix off the stage like everyone else?
I try to tell these younger kids that pick at me about my age, how lucky I was to live in the fifty and sixties. Being born in the U.S. and growing up in those years was a blessing! Man, thanks again for the video. I’ve watched all of them I think.
~sigh~ The Monkees. I can feel the butterflies! I did not need a remote control, as I could pay a nickel to one of the younger kids to change the channel for me! We still had rabbit ears, as the only time we had television was when someone from the church got a new t.v., and gave us their old one. I remember using aluminum foil to sharpen the clarity of our three stations. I remember my brother coming home from Vietnam with his Green Beret uniform, and he let me wear his hat and jacket. All three of my oldest brothers served in Vietnam, one in the Navy, one in the Marines, and one as a Green Beret in the Army. None of the other boys served in the military, and only one of us girls served in the military, in the Navy. I will be sad to see the conclusion of this series, but thankful that I can watch it over and over again, and share it with my grandsons. They are still young enough that they like to hear my stories of the "olden days"! Each time I re-watch one of your videos, I see something new, that I missed the first time around. Thank you for the time and effort that you have put into this series, as well as the rest of your videos. The quality shows! 💐
Thanks again, Virginia. The background score to this video was originally by The Monkees. But UA-cam rejected it due to copyright infringement. Thanks for sharing your memories and God Bless your family.
FredFlix Thank you. Also to you and yours.
It must have been areal pain in the ass being so poor you couldnt afford a T. V. im glad my father had a real job. Tell us, did you where hand-me-down underware?
Hmm, is that what it's called, "sharpen the clarity" ? We just called it "snow".
dicarlo57 All of our parents (Fathers) has real jobs. Many of our Moms were homemakers. I always remember watching every penny. Daddy would check behind the checker at the grocery store. He also witnessed to almost everyone he met. I bet you have no idea what that even means. Kids now seem to expect to get everything they want but we would not even ask for most things we wanted because we knew what the answer would be. At Christmas we would get 3 gifts each and a stocking. I tell you I felt rich. We got one thing on our Birthday and My Mom would make the cake which we loved much more than store bought.
I would get 50cents for my allowance which I did chores for and a buckle from the tooth fairy. We got new shoes for school and wanted to be barefoot all summer. We had piggy banks and S&H Green Stamps. We tithed in church, yes out of my allowance of 50 cents.
My Dad flew me around the back yard like an airplane and lifted me up in the pool to jump off his shoulders and this was after working hard all day. You don’t need a lot of money to have a wonderful life.
This was fun! I remember my mother saving the green stamps, and Blue Chip stamps as well. Dang, I wish we could go back to some of those days.
BRILLIANT! WE LIVED THE SAME LIFE!
Batman was the first color tv show I watched! My neighbor down the street (where we had our Brownie meetings) had the first color TV set.
In New York we had 13 channels but, channel 13 was educational TV( PBS, it still is today). But, you guys had a fort, SWEET!
I used to build forts all the time and I'm a female. A little friend down the street had a real playhouse, built to look just like a little house and omg what I wouldn't have given to have one of those!
I got a lot to say how it compares to my time.
Being a 70's kid, it was almost the same "old school" when I was in school: We had pencils and pencil sharpeners and paper clips and wooden rulers. School lunch was a few cents more. Some older school buses still had red lights only while some newer ones had the additional yellow lights. By my high school years, the Stop sign with flashing red lights would swing out. When I was in 7th grade, it was my first year in Middle School. I've witnessed a few moments when a bunch of kids were gathering around whenever a big fight would happen. Then, both fighting kids would be bought to the principal's office. The movie films were very much the same. No computers... until 1980, where I get to use TRS-80s (whenever a good opportunity would come). We did have TVs. The teacher would turn on the TV whenever some educational show would come on the air. To name a couple of shows I remember seeing: "All About You" and "The Metric System", both on PBS. We even saw Jimmy Carter's inauguration and the landing of the Space Shuttle Columbia.
I can recall my mom telling me that "Dark Shadows" was a soap opera - horror show. It didn't interest me (maybe as a little kid I was). But I could recall, in the 80's, as we gathered to watch a few video tapes at my relative's house, my cousin showed one of the episodes of "Dark Shadows". In one instance he said, "There's the microphone." He played that part again and as I looked carefully, I could see the mic before it went *straight up* out of view!
My sisters (and sometimes I) used to watch "The Monkees", "Lost in Space" and especially "Batman" (in re-runs, of course). We didn't have a remote controlled TV until the '80s (which also happened to be our first stereo TV).
5:20 Our first phone was black not yellow. Otherwise it has *the same look* .
My parents never smoked, besides some people we know.
I once got a Six-Million-Dollar Man model for my birthday. It was Steve Austin busting through a brick wall. I don't think I ever bother trying to assemble it. I was only a little kid, ya know. My cousin (who showed "Dark Shadows") had a set of monster models by Aurora.
Sugar Smacks I've eaten when that "Dig 'Em" frog first appeared. The word "Sugar" would later be replaced with "Honey". In some way, I would still eat that cereal, which would be Malt-O-Meal's Golden Puffs (not Kellog's, but the same kind of cereal). Besides the honey taste, it's made out of wheat, which is good for you.
I could recall when I was riding the bike, a dog or 2 would come after me, barking. I wasn't too afraid because I could pedal fast enough to outrun them. There was even a moment when one of the dogs bit me - not on my physical body - but on my pant leg. No big *woof* , ya know.
Our first color TV was a round tube Philco. In the 70's, we had a Magnavox with a built-in pong game and paddle controls (i.e., tennis, hockey and handball). That would be a rare find these days!
There were a few times when we would watch TV very late at night. For instance, a movie ended followed by white noise.
In some way, it was good timing to feature "Incense and Peppermints" by the Strawberry Alarm Clock. Ed King passed away a few days ago (August 22, 2018).
Nice comment, Fritz.
I hated school, grade school and junior hi, especially. I could not wait until 3:20 when it let out. My mother's favorite TV show was Dark Shadows. I also had a Wheel-O, but lost the Superball when I bounced it too high and it landed on the roof of the apartments! (It might still be there.) Both my parents smoked like smoke stacks. It's amazing I didn't die right then and there from all the second-hand smoke that filled the tiny apartment. The only people I knew who had a color TV were my rich aunt and uncle. I enjoyed Lost in Space, but thought Star Trek was better -- even as a kid I knew the difference between science fiction and fantasy. I built models, too. However, I was so eager to finish them that I did not paint them until last. (Do you know how hard it is to paint the inside of the Batmobile's cockpit after it is assembled?) On Friday nights I could stay up to watch a movie on the "Late, Late Show" which featured the "Syncopated Clock" music theme. Good times, with some bittersweet memories. Thanks for remembering with me.
Glad to do it, Thomas.
Thomas Levy - I used come home from school and watch Dark Shadows and then out to play until dark. We lived next to bikers who liked me because I'd run to the 7-11 across the street and do their candy and soda buys. It never hurts to be "protected" by bikers when you're a kid in elementary school. Great times for sure!
I hated Jr High too, but because everyone picked on me, back then bullying was the norm and the teachers didn't give a damn whether you were bullied or not, one teacher even bullied me in the ninth grade.I was also bullied by my third grade teacher in 1971, stupid BITCH! I wish I knew where she lived, so I could get her address and write her a letter telling her how she traumatized me that year. I was too scared to tell my parents what all she done to me that year. My father would come to school every year and tell the teacher "If she gets a paddling tell me and I'll whip her at home." I never got paddled at school thank God! My late father used to love to wear my ass out with a belt.
Being bullied and abused at a young age can have serious psychological consequences. My late wife loved school, but hated her home life. Her father abused her and her brother while they lived in poverty. Her brother became an alcoholic, drug addict, criminal, and homeless unemployed bum. She went on to have a far better life, but was damaged, too; although she did not act out as her brother did. Instead, she internalized everything and lied to me saying that she was "fine" when she was actually suffering. Combined with several serious medical problems, her undiagnosed mental issues caused her to commit suicide in 2013 at age 49. I am certain that her terrible upbringing was partially to blame. I will always miss her.
Though it may seem through the video that such things did not touch my life, let me assure you, Thomas, such is not the case. Those nostalgic things depicted helped me cope. Not to go into detail, but I'm feeling the effects, both mental and physical, of the downside of my childhood even as I write these words. Aside from that, my father committed suicide in 1984. Not to minimize what your wife went through. many of us carry major or minor emotional scars.
I was 12 in 1967, easterly part of Canada celebrating 100 years! I recall many of these in the video, I still have that metal Boston Self Feeder 4 pencil sharpener and still use it regularly, it's great! For the telephone here, "party lines" were still in place but in process toward private lines. Penny arcades, pinball machines were popular. New TV programming was awesome, The Munsters, Adam's Family, Lost In Space, cowboy films and westerns, The Beverly Hillbillies, Green Acres, etc. Amazing how quickly the times have changed and how much!
This had me in tears and laughing at the same time. Thanks. (I was 14 in 67.)
My dad was a tv repairman...no transistors back then just big bulky vacuum tubes. Dad was always canabilizing parts from our tv to fix customers tv's. I do remember our first color tv and remote control. Great job per usual Fred...love these trips down memory lane...such an innocent and simpler time.
Thanks, Curt.
Remember VW's? I had a used '59 VW with a sunroof! I bought for $300 saved from newspaper pay!
Ann Pane same here
My dad had nothing but VW Beetles, I remember the seats being the most uncomfortable hard plastic that were frozen stiff in the winter and hot as hell in the sunmer.
You have great memories. I was born in 69 and things changed a little between then and the 70s but still some of the same values. I drunk from a hose and I’m still alive. I walked by myself at night and I lived to tell about it. Same amount of channels on the tv. Loved the penny candy (still do) Fantastic Times! One of my fondest memories is when you were looking for your friends and you knew where they were when you saw all the bikes lined up.