This would horrify parents today, The Danger and Fun of Growing Up - Life in America
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I'm a proud survivor of my childhood... and you know what, it was AMAZING!! 😅
I too! Childhood: "The Greatest Adventure". And looking back, and maybe unlike some, what is really amazing is the fact we both can fondly brag about it. As for now and what's up ahead is for us all to hopefully go past our expiration date with a kind fate. Everyone be careful out there.
I didn’t have to walk to school. I was fortunate enough to have what we called a “cheese bus.” But having been born in 1967 I fondly remember everything mentioned here. I still have skinned shins from bike pedals and all the other questionable activities from the 70’s. I can even remember the taste of water from the garden hose!
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From the Netherlands, we still ride bikes everywhere, rain, cold, heat, doesn't stop us. Moms put small kids on her bike and go about all the daily errands. Even our king cycles to work sometimes. We have a very low crime rate. Maybe we are as the states were back in the old days covered here?
Just my opinion but I think the biggest difference from my childhood and the childhood of today is that we actually played outside with friends. We knew how to interact with others. We socialized. I've noticed that children today think they're being punished if they have to go outside and away from their computers or phones. I am thankful for my childhood.
That's because the fun has been drained out of being a kid outside. You cannot go next door, you cannot ride your bike unless you strap on 20 lbs of protection and then only peddle sitting down, absolutely no wheelies, you cannot climb a tree, ect.
All the fun has been stripped from childhood.
Born 1980, had video games and a PC as a kid, but we just rather play outside, my city is called "The City of Parks"
@@gregoryeverson741 my children were mid-seventies and they did the same thing
I was born in 68, being young in that era was a blessing.. We played outside, my parents couldn't keep my sister and I in the house, neighborhood I grew up in was full of life with kids and teens of all ages out, this video is pretty accurate of the wonders of youth back in the day, not to write a book but I visit my Dad often in the same house in the same neighborhood, the neighborhood is full of a new generation of young people NOBODY PLAYS OUTSIDE IT BLOWS MY MIND. Times have changed I guess, today's youth are being cheated compared to the way we grew up. I cherish the way we grew up such a different time I feel lucky. Peace.......
And there were no Amber Alerts when I grew up . As everyone in my Neighborhood knew who everyone kid belong to
I remember running around barefoot all summer long, also, not wearing a bike helmet, walking to school by myself, literally no adult supervision all day long during the summer, being home alone after school, and many other things that nowadays would get parents arrested for child neglect. But at the time it was perfectly normal.
I remember making fun of the only kid that would wear a bike helmet.
We had more sense back then kids these days are totally woke and parents full of shit.
My parents kicked us out of the house in summer until dinner time. We typically ate breakfast, head out, skip lunch, then back in for dinner.
My dad had a cottage along a red shale road and we would run up and down that road barefoot all the time and used to laugh at company that had to walk in the weeds because their feet were city kid feet
@@handle-schmandle Then so were all the parents in my neighbourhood. How old are you?
I’m from England & sixty years old & I lived a wonderful life as is shown here. Sure we got knocks & scrapes but rarely any fatalities. Yes, also walking miles to school in snow several foot deep, school never closed because a bit of snow. The life I led gave me strength of character & responsibility. People in general were genuinely happy & content with their lot. We were constantly busy & didn’t have time to spend hours playing games or watching tv. The children we are producing today will be so closeted & cocooned in their modern world that if all the creature comforts of the modern world were to fail then they would not know how to survive & that is a fact. The only time I was indoors was when I was called in for meals or bedtime..such happy days.
We did spend some time in our bedrooms playing Barbies or making paper dolls, but we spent the majority of our time outside.
Nowadays if you saw a youngster outside playing you might be wondering where they live or where their parents are because they might do something stupid.
They really were better times. So grateful for the time I grew up!
Where in England did you live to have several feet of snow on the ground? I always thought that England had a temperate climate, that snow was relatively rare and that when it did snow, it rarely stayed on the ground for very long.
England, yes, Wandsworth Common, South London. Cross country running (at least six miles) when the snow was too deep for playing rugby. Walking two miles to school starting at age five. Age eight, walking several miles to a different school, fog so thick you could hardly see your feet and thick thick frost, " Be careful dear" was the encouragement from mum. Early teens, riding our bicycles miles across London until we were totally lost, then trying to find our way home. Those were the Days.
I grew up in the 50s & 60s and remember all this. Also tall climbing toys that went up at least 10 - 12 feet. Riding bicycles all day, going several miles from home. Playing in the woods by my house totally out of sight from any adults. Playing in the creek looking for crawdads or tadpoles. Being outside all day with no contact at all with my parents. Remember... We didn't have any cell phones to call for help! We learned how to work together, solve problems, use our imaginations, and be responsible for our own behavior!
Right there with you bud.lol. Also riding on the tailgate of a truck with your legs hanging off wasn't even a concern. Fond memories...
My reality was very similar, except that it was the 60s and 70s. But even then we had neighbors that tried to chase us out of the creek because "liability". We made some very unkind gestures in the general direction of "Rosy" the nosy neighbor.
I remember asking permission to take a hatchet to go play in the woods near our house, and getting it! “Just be careful!” was the admonition accompanying the permission. Looking back the danger was just accepted as a consequence of anything we decided to do. For example, we were taught the dangers of using the hatchet and told to ask permission to use it, first. This was the case in a lot of the things we did and were allowed to do. The consequence of Kleenex day growing up today, is that they more likely more often than not don’t accept responsibility for their actions or behaviour. Not all of them, by any means, but I’ve noticed the people growing up in rural areas/communities still have the chance to experience those freedoms I grew up with, and the dangers accompanying that freedom. “Judgement comes from experience; EXPERIENCE comes from poor or bad JUDGEMENT!!” This is very true maxim that people should live by, and perhaps parents be allowed exercise in raising their families. It worked me and my siblings and so many of the people we grew up with.
Those were fun times. 😊
Spending the summer barefoot.
The biggest difference was probably that we didn't grow up having to compete for 'Likes' from strangers to feel good about ourselves.
I liked your comment. LOL
Amen to that
Thank God we didn’t grow up with social media. It is a poison on our society today, making our kids brainless and lacking in common skills and sense.
Well said 👍👍
Very well put ! Ironically this will probably receive a lot of likes LOL
I'm 71 and experienced everything mentioned here. With possible danger came responsibility . Not required today with all the ambulance chasing lawyers.I pity the kids of today, they don't realize how much freedom and fun has been stolen from their lives by the criminal politicians today.
Amen, so sad. So disappointed with our "society"
Luckily I was a 90's kid and most of the stuff from the 60's to the 80's was still around but mostly in small towns.
I am 72 and grew up in a small town. I rode my bicycle all over this town and was never afraid. My brother and I did everything in the video. Our daddy worked hard, and our mother was always home when we came in from school.
My kids were born in the early 80's. We live in the country where they climbed trees, worked in the garden and played in the dirt and mud. I was blessed to be able to stay home with them. Believe me, they had chores, and when they got old enough to drive, they had to get jobs after school and on weekends if they wanted gas money or other things. Now my grandchildren are being raised the same way. I am so proud of them. Their dad and I have been married 50 yrs. Times are scarier now, but some kids are still being raised as I was in the 50's and 60's.
Kids deprived of freedom become adults willing to live without what they have never experienced.
The parents of today are also to blame. I have family members who are grown adults but behave like overgrown babies. One major culprit, their parents.
I`m glad i grew up in these kind of days. It was the best time to be a child..... and we all survived and are stronger for it!
No, not everyone survived.
No, we didn't. How many of us had a friend who blew off a finger with a fire cracker? Who can forget the Atomic Boy Scout who built a nuclear reactor in the backyard without his parents unaware of what he was doing?
Omg!! The horror!!
Darwin's law..🇺🇸 😎👍☕.@@tiffbeevachou108
@@tiffbeevachou108....and there it is!! Your kind( the complainers) never dissapoint!
When I was five in 1967, our kindergarten playgound had oak and magnolia trees and all of us climed nearly to the top of them. The teachers thought nothing of it. At five, we were expert climbers.
That was one thing I noted was missed in the video, I can remember climbing WAY higher than could even possibly be safe in Elm trees as a kid. Built quite a few tree seats out of found lumber.
In 69 in 5 grade, we go outside for recess and play on the snow mountains . And there was snow ‼️
@@iamanovercomer3253 Yes :-), And when the roads or areas were cleared of snow king of the mountain was the game to play. Getting soaked was the norm... put your coat by the heater, hope it gets dry and go again.... The area at the doors always had boots and shoes to dry on the heaters during winter time... almost more there than the boot racks provided. It was fun though.. a different time to grow up than now to be sure. In manys ways I think thats a loss for character development now. Just imagine the insanity for the next generation. Glad I will be gone... I already just shake my head and roll my eyes. lol
@@razor6888en we played in the snow in the '60s, we also got soaked. When we came inside, we had an old gas oven/stove in the basement we would light with a match, and put our mittens, scarfs & hats in to dry them out. And I was 5 years old! Never had a fire, always remembered to turn off the gas & keep flammables away from the stove. Never had a problem, no one passed out because of gas fumes. And if I heard of a child doing this today, I would freak out!!😮😊
And we also had an incinerator in the basement to burn garbage, etc. Again, never a problem. This was safer than the stove. But safety codes have long since made the later owners of the house have it removed. ☹️
I grew up in this period of history. Such a wonderful time to be a kid.
AMEN!!!
Born in the early 60s I have to agree. As kids back then we had so much more freedom and independence
I agree
Hell Yeah
Street lights went on,. Time to go home!! Simple!!
"Be back home when the streets lights come on" was a familiar refrain from Mom during summer vacations. We'd ride bikes all morning, grab a sandwich for lunch at a friend's place to re-fuel, then out to the public pool in the afternoon. A good night's sleep was practically guaranteed!
My mom was a little more strict. She wanted me home BEFORE the street lights came on
Or if you happened to be at one friend's house, her mom always fed you and it was a bowl of Campbels alphabet soup & i/2 grilled cheese sandwich. True comfort food
@@margaretmurphy9498 and you'd always call home to give an update if you'd be running late
What's a street light and a phone city people??????
@@donnienicholson6062 welcome to the 21st century
Yes we walked to school to kindergarten in the elements ! 1957 to 1970 we fended for ourselves. 70 years old and still strong.
Yesssss it was very fun to walk to school and pick off the neighborhood’s fruits trees 70s-80s
@@Doll676Miss my pear trees! Thanks for the memory!
I’m 78 and walked to kindergarten 5 blocks away too! Never thought about it.
@@winifredherman4214 in Germany this is stil normal, we have Million of kids who walk to school or use Public transportation. In summer and Winter, no fear of Kidnapping or a shootout, glad for living in europe.
And we drank out of the yard hose...
I am glad to have been a kid in the 60s, 70s, and 80s. We had so much more freedom to just go out and have fun and as long as we were back before the street lights came on nobody cared. What a blast!!
Even then we would ask for 5 more minutes..and if our parents were out talking with neighbours bonus 😊
I enjoyed those days.
I agree ... I grew up in the 60s 70s and wouldn't trade it for nothing 😊
When we were lucky we'd get to stay out later and junebugs were under the street lamps. We enjoyed stomping on them hearing them crunch
the only way we could stay up all night was to spend the night with someone who could!
I was born in 1953. This is almost exactly how we grew up. I feel so fortunate to have been a kid during this time and I would not trade it for anything. We also experienced the greatest collection of music ever produced...everything from Sinatra, Elvis, to the Beatles, Led Zeppelin and the list keeps going. I would trade all the cell phones, social media, and the internet for the innocent carefree days of that era.
You got a few years on me but it's the same with me. I was born in 68 while my dad was in Vietnam, this video was so accurate with my childhood of the 70's and 80's my parents couldn't keep me and my sister in the house!!! The joys of youth, us kids piling into an open bed of a pickup truck and cruising down the road for ice cream on the coach after a win in farm league, then little league ect. Thankfully we were young before the cell phones, and social media and all the BS that it is!!!! Todays youth are being cheated!!!!! Peace to you.........
You and me both.
The 'good ole days' are simply that because we as humans tend to forget all the bad things... And I was born in 54 so I lived these days also and would love to go back and do it again!
1952 for me. truly THE WONDER YEARS
Couldn't agree with you more John. I have always said the 60's had the Best Music Period! 😊👍
Wow isn't it a surprise that so many of us survived, didn't get to hibernate in the house all day, actually had to go outside and do something whether it was chores or play. Man I was lucky, wouldn't trade what I had growing up for what's out there today .
It was the best.
Having grown up in the 40s and 50s a lot has changed over the years! Back then, crime was taken seriously and people felt safe because of it. People respected other people and their property. Kids had a lot fewer toys but we invented our own and always had things to do. We didn't have all the distractions that our kids have today and we didn't miss it. Many of us were poor but we didn't know it because we didn't know what we were missing.
People only felt safer but crime rates were actually higher.
Not true! We actually had less prisons and less crime.@@desperadox7565
This just randomly popped into my head ...When I was a kid (in the '80s) we didn't have what they now call a playdate. We just went around the neighborhood and knocked on each other's doors and played together without having to have a set appointment or time to get together.
@Jennifer Hansen: Yes!!
Yep, we mainly went to one house in particular where it was mostly me my brother and a girl, where we went over to her house, all her brothers and sisters were older and, that was our plan on snow days when, all the parents we’re working because, one of the older kids could fix us lunch or if her mom came home early she would fix our lunch.
@@sonyafox3271 Snow days were the best!! Do you remember how it felt to wait to hear your school announced as being closed? That was always so exciting just waiting to find out!
@@jenniferhansen3622 Snow days were the best, even though the logic escaped me. Cancel school because the weather was too nasty to send the kids out. So how did we spend the unexpected holiday? Outside, building forts, snowmen, and having what seemed like hours-long snowball fights LOL. Good times!!
"Oh Hi Mrs. Walker, Can Tommy come out to play?" You went out thru your neighborhood till you found a friend to spend the day with. It's just the way it was. Good times then.
I am a child from the 70's and 80's. I remember doing everything in this video and never once did I think I was going to die or that I was even in danger.
I'm around your age, so you and I probably died once and our mothers told us to "walk it off"
@@Saurles mom's spit could fix anything
Bring on the Lawn Darts!
@@Saurles 🤣🤣🤣🤣
I think I "might" have slightly scared myself once when I climbed too high in a tree, and had to bear hug and skin my arms & legs to get back down. We learned the hard way. But damn it we learned well
I had a thought the other day about how I couldn't remember the last time I saw a kid climb a tree. We had an old dying oak in my Mother's backyard that we'd constantly test the laws of physics with. I also remember my Grandfather's weeping willow. He'd encourage us to go climbing by telling us it was weeping because it was lonely.
There was a cute fun boy in my neighborhood. I was playing with him and I climbed a neighbor's tall tree very high. My foot slipped and I fell into the crotch of the tree wedged in a v shape with my legs at my face. I yelled for a minute then... Oh, I can just jump down. Not hurt at all. Fun days.
My grand daughters, ten, eight and three climb in trees! My son wants them not to be afraid
When I was seven and eight we climb a tree to get on the garage roof to throw our G.I. Joe’s off with homemade parachutes that never worked.
I'm 54 yrs old. My dad is now 83, and he still has Super8 film of me climbing about 30 feet up a tree when I was only around 3 years old. No joke or exaggeration.
I planted trees in my yard, so that my granddaughter could know what it's like to climb a tree.
Social networking back in the day was hanging out with neighborhood kids OUTSIDE.
We would hang out at the Malls and go to the movies
No cell phones!😮
I drank from the garden hose. A neighbor said I drank from the downspout too. We rode bikes all over for miles. No helmets. Rode in cars with many kids. None belted. We played in dirt and sand then wiped our faces and hands. Not washed. I walked alone to school almost a mile. It was darn cold many winter days. We only had one car back then. Between my sisters and I we had some broken bones, stitches, road rash and a concussion. We have been healthy and are middle aged now.
Haha. Did all that stuff too. I remember walking to school in the winter without drying my hair before I left the house. My hair would be frozen by the time I got to school. Lol
I did many of the same things. I went to 3 different schools in my town and walked to all of them. Drank from a hose, and a public water fountain outside of the waterworks. Used to investigate the local dump for any usable items. There was a large concrete drain pipe where the runoff water from the streets would go that ran down to the dump. We would throw M-80's and cherry bombs up inside the pipe just to hear the cool echo. Jumped our bikes over many a homemade ramp, Evel Knevil style ( sorry, can't remember how he spelled his name). Good times.
I did the same too. Lived on a bike and luckily never broke a bone, which is amazing to me. Our community center had a huge jungle gym and instead of playing on it I'd climb above it and walk along the top. When I think about that today as an adult I know I would have had a cow if I'd seen a youngster do that. Good, fun, learning times.
We were told living in desert watch for rattle snakes! Come back for lunch and dinner! Sad what we have taken from our children! Don’t remember not having bruises cuts from enjoying life! The world wasn’t perfect but active baseball, skate boarding swimming! So much have been stolen from children to day! Let’s face it we are not what we were! Normal now is protect your children there is no choice any more
We drank from garden hoses all over the neighborhood. Didn’t matter if we knew who lives there. And people didn’t care! As long as you didn’t leave the hose running.
We rode our bikes to middle school 10 miles away. It was great.
At a young age (10-11 years old) we would leave the house in the morning during the summer and wouldn’t come home until it got dark. We’d go to the pool, the beach in our neighborhood, wherever! It was freedom.
I remember being jealous of kids who broke a bone and had a cast. They were the coolest kid in school and everyone wanted to sign the cast or draw on it.
Now, you see so many teens sporting tattoos. However, those of us that grew up in the 50's and 60's have scars. They are kind of like tattoos, but they have a much better story behind them. We all either have, or know someone that has, scars that were from those times and they all remind us of something we did...often something we should not have done. Kind of like the "Hey, ya'll! Watch this!" moment. Or "it seemed like a good idea at the time" moment.
we were jumping from tree limb to tree limb, i guess i jumped out to far, i caught the limb but my momentum keep going and i couldn't hold on. i slipped and fell directly on my arm/shoulder/wrist. i put my arm out to stop myself from falling on my head and pretty much broke everything............yeah, don't be jealous of any kid that breaks a bone.
was one of them in casts or with stitches often, was major bragging rights.
I broke my wrist falling out of a tree a few years later broken ankle from skating. Numerous stitches, I don't know how I'm still here sometimes. 😆
Remember parents putting that red stuff on mecurachrom...burning pain from that was worse than injury
I was a little girl of the 70's. So grateful I was one of the last generations to have a fun, free spirited childhood
I wish I had a nickel for every time I said that! I would be rich! The 70's were the best!
As a Child in the 70's, all I Can Say Is - "THOSE WERE THE DAYS MY FRIEND!"
@@cj.t.7321 Fuck yea!
Here! Here!
Me too, born in 66'
I also remember the huge tractor inner tubes you crawled into and rolled down a hill. And the wood burning iron that got as hot as the sun that you drew or wrote with. Being able to go with friends to a nearby field to camp overnight. Walking or bus riding two or more miles to watch a movie or go to the arcade or the pier amusement area. Kids today barely are allowed to walk 2 blocks to a friends house alone.
I was the only one in the neighborhood with a giant inner tube. Thank you for bringing that memory back up. Small town private swimming pits, abandoned mining roads, giant taconite hills to slide down in winter or climb with your motorcycle in the summer.
I was born in 1949 so grew up during the 50s and 60s. We were "free-range" kids. Small town surrounded by farms. We learned to take care of ourselves and our friends. We could read the changing weather and knew when it was time to head for home and cover. I doubt that we considered anything particularly dangerous: just more exciting and fun. Skinned hands, elbows and knees were normal for everyone. Garden hoses were our water fountains: just be sure to run the water for a few moments to empty out the hot water! Someone's aunt or great-aunt or grandmother would have cookies or brownies for us. And we respected all adults: even ones we did not know. Thanks for the great video.
I like the term Free Range 😉 that was us for sure. Wild Indians my grandparents would say laughing. Both my parents grew up in city apts. So owning a house in the suburbs with lawns & garages allowed them to spoil us with bikes & swingsets
Great comment!
Only thing bad about the fifty's through the seventies (I was born in the mid sixties) was the more common racism
The respect is deeply missing these days.
@@ethanshelbyskateboarding9980 I never noticed that, but I was born in the north east in a small town where every one cared for everyone, and nobody cared about skin color.
I know this doesn't directly relate but, in 1964 (8 years old), I was in a hospital for open heart surgery (pulmonary stenosis).
My mom was walking down an intersecting hallway when a nurse realized some kids were racing wheelchairs down the other hall and before my mom saw them (me) the nurse pulled her back just in time.
My mom was very upset until the nurse reminded her, "This is a Children's hospital, a Children's hospital". ;-)
Those kids racing about in wheelchairs were just saying, We may be in a wheelchair but we can be as rough and tumble as the rest of the kids.
When hospitals treated the patient like a human... visitations, benches for some sun, etc.
Most of my life I've tried to have a normal life, but with my health issues, it comes down to the expression; "you must know your limitations."
It was the adventurous type that founded this country. If you dont let your kids do stupid things when theyre young, they'll only do stupid things when theyre adults. Death and injury yields to nobody. Life is a risk and you wont know how to win unless you risk losing.
@@TairnKA My exact moto. I was left with piss poor health from a raging case of TB caught working military hospitals. I have to listen to my body carefully and not set myself up to not be able to fulfill an obligation. I'd rather say "No" than have to disappoint someone after agreeing/promising to do something. I get super sick super easy. It's all about doing what feels safe and not trying to go too far. It's totally out of my natural tendencies, but necessary.
Seeing how the internet/social media has changed things, I've become more and more thankful that I got to grow up in a time before it existed. I feel sorry for kids today, childhood may have been more dangerous in my time, but it was a heck of a lot easier, heck of a lot more fun too...
AMEN...
Yes, and we weren't afraid of, ... everything.
We didn't need Adderall to do our school work.
The truth of it is that childhood was not more dangerous at all back then. I'm 66 and I wasn't in any danger as a kid. The difference now is in the fear factor and safety fetish that is rampant in today's society. For every layer of safety, there has to be a corresponding layer of danger. And with every danger, you have an element of fear. More safety, more "danger", more fear: it builds up like a never-ending scaffold. I would say that childhood today is far more dangerous because the ability to explore things, to think for yourself, to question, has been taken from kids. Should anything happen, which is always a possibility, kids today are not even remotely equipped to deal with it.
If they had social media when I was in school I probably would have hung myself! At least I could get away from the bullies and jerks after school.
I grew up like this and it has been shocking and sad to see how things have changed so drastically. My children missed all of these carefree times. Couldn’t run freely around the neighborhood… not just because of danger.. my own next door neighbor called me one day to remove my boys from catching tadpoles in her little pond. She said I might sue her if anything happened 😢
You nailed this one. I would do it all again without hesitation.
I wish !
Same here, I would go right back and start all over again. Very different times than today's world.
Me too !!!
me 2. what a great childhood we had
And probably a little wilder
My knees were always skinned up from falling on monkey bars, bike riding , playing baseball with the boys and I survived.
My mom kicked 5 children out of the house for the day and we were on our own…. Had the greatest of fun!!!!
I remember thinking that I'd know I'm grown up when I don't have scabs and bruises on my knees.
Betty, me too. My knees were scabbed all summer.
When you got 2 brothers, 17 cousins and only 4 are girls… one 10 yrs older, one 10 yrs younger you learn to rough it w/the boys and take to scrapes. Oh, but those skinned knees and hands from falling on the rough ground or rocky driveways keeping up. 🥲
I was born in 1963 and can relate to this video. If my mom or dad knew half of the things I did they would have had a heart attack. I remember playing all day somewhere within a two to three mile radius of my house only to come home for dinner. Then, it was back out playing knowing the parental rule of "be home when the street lights come on." I wouldn't want to be a kid in todays time.
Your mom and dad did the same or “worse” meaning less supervision
so very true.........
Man the street lights must have been universal. I had the same requirement. Boy did those summer nights last forever. My mom would also flick the porch light on my sister, whichever one happened to be parked out front making out. Flick that light . . one sister was hard to get in. Mom had that porch light singing boy. Lmao!! I love it and miss it. Two months shy 60 and can't believe it. Where is little jerry?/ya know?
I'm a 63 baby too
We had a loud bell on the side of our house that Mom or Dad would ring to call us home from our adventures in the nearby countryside. I can still hear it it my mind's ear! Our range around the house was about a mile. Then as we all got a bit older, it was common for us to bike the couple miles into town to swim at the lake all summer - all we needed to do was to check-in with Mom at the boutique where she worked part-time. (In those days, Mom worked out of the home for personal edification and for experience in case Dad died prematurely. Eventually, they shared a home-based business together and spent decades working together - something they both enjoyed.)
Great memories! made us into tough adults, not like the soft kids today
Bald
True, there isn't much danger in being glued to a cellphone, other than growing up to be a mindless zombie, or your muscles atrophying to the point you can hardly move. It was a whole different world during the time of the video . Kids trusted their parents and parents trusted their kids. Most of us over the age of 40 grew up under those conditions and almost all of us survived them!!
we live in a society
I was born in 71. Despite being younger than many who watch this channel, I still enjoyed many years of doing stupid things outside with my friends. I feel sorry for the kids of today who grow up staring at a cell phone all day.
Dude you're not out of place on this page.
Yep, they can't seem to put it down even at work. Glad that I'm retired, I couldn't take it.
68 here...
@@davebrown4841 me either. They couldn't survive until break without a cell phone. It's pathetic now . Glad I'm retired too.
@@lindabradford9591 Most construction jobs I did ,we didn't get these 15 minute breaks that people cry that they need.
This was my childhood, and it was awesome! I feel bad for today’s kids.
They're going to be fk'd by Europeans or Hillary's kin...isn't that what you always wanted for your children?
I used to feel the same. Now nah not so much. Man kids today gotta be the dumbest not just kids. Ask ANYone simple history or geography or you get the picture.
Uhm can you tell me where Europe is?
College student: Canada?
Yes Ma'am. Agreed. Whole heartedly agree.
I was born in 68, this video is so accurate, we had fun as kids and teens, my parents couldn't keep me and my sister in law
I was born in 68,this video is so accurate this was my childhood as well. My parents couldn't keep me and my sister in the house! Kids went out to play, after supper my mom would say come in when the streetlights come on! This video was a trip down memory lane! I visit my dad often in the same residential neighborhood, in the same house we grew up in, back in the 70's and 80's the neighborhood was alive with kids of all ages out having fun, same neighborhood modern day, even though the neighborhood is packed with kids they don't go out of the house!! I am just glad I grew up when I did, like you the memories last a lifetime! Todays youth are being cheated!!!!!!
I remember kids falling on the blacktop playground. They just went to the nurses office and perhaps the hospital. No one sued the school because it's just how it was. I miss the money bars and the spinning discs that kids would try and jump on when it was moving.
Yes, the increasingly litigious nature of society has had a big impact on what children can and can't do for fun. A few big awards and the insurance companies get wary. Rates go up, leading to the disappearance of services and products. When the incident rate get high enough, various levels of government step in and outlaw things or state mandating safety measures to decrease the impact on health care systems.
I had plenty a blister on the monkey bars
In Germany there is Not a big different today Kids Play outsite with Friends but the adults give the kids Smartphones. Its all the older Generation.
Kids today don't have a clue as to what we used to consider fun! The playground equipment was like medieval torture devices compared to the soft, mulchy playground equipment that's made out of plastic rather than the steel equipment we had a blast on for hours at a time. We rode in back of pickup truck beds and sat in chase lounge chairs during the ride. The thing about the pickup bed, and convertible exposed us to the open air, and we felt on top of the world! It's a true miracle that I survived, but I wouldn't have had it any other way!
Lol, exactly!
A lot of kids now have safe spaces and cry rooms . smh . Edit to add . Remember MercuroChrome ? The red pain .
I got a few black eyes from getting hit from a hard wooden flat swing. At 6, I didn't always realize that it wasn't safe to walk behind someone swinging. Either that, or I was too busy having fun playing to realize I was in the way.
Many a burnt arse in summer for sure 😊
We had this teeter totter thing that sat on a tripod with a seat for two kids facing each other suspended by a heavy steel chain. pretty innocent fun for little kids, But us teenagers took it to another level and by standing up and pushing downward you would send the other guy flying upward. My head got kabonged many times hitting the cast iron tripod. Those were the days....
It was a real privilege to grow up in this era.
Growing up in the 60s and 70s was awesome! Especially summers!
Double Dutch, metal slides, standing on the swing seat as you'd go back and forth, then jumping off!
As a parent today, these things don’t horrify me. Some of these are great memories from my childhood. A lot of the things in this video should still be common today. It’s sad.
The taste of hose water was the taste of summer. I can't remember how many times I flipped arse over teakettle on roller skates. Great times. I'm glad I grew up when kids were still allowed to be kids.
That first line is wonderful.
Water from the hose was the best tasting, so good and cold, didn't need ice!
I drank from the water hose too here in Southeastern Kentucky. I drank from the ditch one time and Daddy saw me. I got spanked for doing that and I still grew up to be a normal, productive, law abiding adult. 😂
@Bethlehem Eisenhour Today's parents are abhord at what we did , and yet here we are, still in one piece ! We had imaginations because there was nothing on TV. We had 5 channels and except for Saturday morning cartoons and Disney on Sunday evening, that was it!So we created our own fun. I remember using cardboard boxes or anything I could find to slide down hill or steap embankment for snow parties. We made a skating ring in our back yard by roping the waterhole through the Basant window to fill up a man made shoveled out area so we could ice skate. Mom always had hot chocolate ready for us and don't forget about the goofy things we did like snow angels, building igloos and snow forts for snowball fights.
Ah, yes. Hose water. Mom took Kool-Aid and put it into aluminum ice cube trays. Put the frozen Kool-Aid into a paper napkin (there were no paper towels back then) and that was a treat. Running in the sprinkler. Running in the rain when a sudden thunderstorm took place. I've still got scars on my knees from bicycle accidents. Merthiolate, of course...
We would ride our bicycles 4-5 miles away. Even across the 3 foot wide shoulder of the I-10 bridge over Green's Bayou to go to a store to get the new plastic wheels to replace concrete wheels on our skateboards. The 18-wheelers would make the bridge bounce. Our parent's had no clue where we were at most of the day.
well, we didn't have to come home until supper time! My friends and I would go into the woods near our homes and explore all day (I don't know how we didn't come home covered in ticks and poison ivy, but we didn't)...that exploring really inspired our imaginations, too!!!
My mom is 86 and she and her best friend across the street used to go out on his roof through his bedroom window and run around the roof. Sometimes they jumped from the house roof onto the garage roof. We never played on roofs but we'd be gone for hours, only coming home when the street lights came on in the summer. My parents trusted us enough to let us be kids.
Ah, the days of "Where did you go?" "Out" "What did you do?" "Nothing,"
Yeah, we rode to the next town over only to be unknowingly spotted by a friend of my dad's. At supper it was "What were you guys doing way over by the gravel pit today?" He wasn't mad, but I think he had fun making us guess how he knew where we were...lol
I had a 200 foot deep gorge near my house, used to go with my friends climbing on the cliffs an girders under the bridge. Didn't tell my mom til 10 years later, she was kinda horrified, but not surprised. I would climb everything when I was little, from the beginning, then I hit 13 grew too big to climb a lot of stuff I used to. Had a couple close calls that forced me to re-think my climbing habits.
Started riding my bicycle more, went as far, but didn't risk riding on a freeway, didn't have to, had a great canal path that stretched across town.
Got around so well on my bicycle, didn't even bother to get my drivers license til I was 19.
Sleeping with the window open, a cool breeze blowing in and a steam engine train chugging in the distance…one of my favorite childhood memories.
Ohhhh! 🚂❤️
I m in my mid 50s. Back in the 80s I would leave the keys in my trucks and it was nothing to get in and it would have a full tank of gas and I knew it was only half full a day ago, a few farmers knew I left the keys in and if they broke down in a field near by they would take my truck to town get parts and fill the tank, a few even stopped in park tractor in by shed use my tools to fix them and left a note even a few $ . dang I miss those days.
What’s funny about these nostalgic practices is that when I grew up, my parents and friends always assumed everything would be LESS guarded and protected as we moved into the twenty first century. Never did we imagine things would go “wussy” the way they have!
Best comment.
USA got more paranoia after 9/11 and in Germany kids are stil free, go swimming, outsite, walk alone to school. In many european countries all those things are stil normal, Winter or summer, kids walk or use the Bus, no danger of a shootout or massaker like in the USA, crimerate in Germany is pretty low in comparsion to America.
I grew up on a farm. I was running a tractor by myself by 10, driving a truck on the road by 12. We rode horses all over. Snowmobiles in the winter. We'd swing from ropes out the barn door so high the rope would hit the eve gutter. We had enough going on between our ears that we never really got hurt. Glad I grew up in the 70s.
A lady friend of mine used a tractor at the age of 12 to pull a school bus out of a ditch.
That was my childhood as well! Right down to the rope swings! 😊 We had access to literally hundreds of acres of woods, fields, swamps, ponds etc to roam and explore because all of our neighbors knew us and didn’t mind if we wandered around on their land in addition to our own. We had “secret” forts all over! It was nothing for us to be gone all day once we finished our chores- we knew that we had to be back in time for the evening chores or we’d be in trouble. 😮
Forever grateful for the freedom I enjoyed as a child and although it was FAR from perfect or easy, I wouldn’t trade it for growing up in today’s world for anything!
@@lynnwarland5472 Thanks, it's good to remember great things now past.
I grew up on a farm also (50s and 60s), and we had a rope swing that had a round metal seat that was held onto the rope by a knot at the bottom. At one point, the metal seat cut through the rope, and my younger brother was swinging on it when the seat cut completely through the rope, and my brother went flying across the yard. He did get slightly bruised and scraped, but not broken bones. I feel bad for laughing when I saw it happen.
We almost never had snow where I lived, and so if it did snow, the schools definitely did close.
In Upstate NY ,one winter I remember the snow drift on the front side of the barn ,the kind with the high peak when I was around 10 and my brothers were 14,15 and had some friends over .On the back side was an addition that we got onto and somehow crawled up to the peak and rode down the other side flying off into the drift. I was scared. Lived on a farm with a 3010,4020 and a 5020 JD which was like the giant around other dairy farms. Great life.
After reading through a whole batch of comments, I can tell you I'm 82, and my childhood in the 40's and 50's was even more dangerous and LOADS more fun . Did all the stuff in the video and even more.
I am 83 and agree 100%, We boys would sword fight with old curtain rods, sometimes dipped in red paint for realism.
@@marshalllpgraney920 We carved :pirate swords" out of orange crate wood, using my dad's electric saw. We rode our bikes around jousting at each other, and sometimes we were cowboys shooting each other with cap pistols. Today's entitled kids don't get to have that kind of fun, because it's "not safe".
I am just a youngster at 53 but I can say I had a good time and have the scars to prove it, Nothing like a good old stick fight(going to the woods and throwing sticks at each other) I grew up on the edge of a town and in the summer time I was told to go out after breakfast and lived off fruit trees and grapes until supper time.
@@caroldragon7545 however..IMK today's kids are more unsafe
They look like alleys with graffiti, and arent burning off fat...
Kids used to est junk, but went outside and burned it
Now, some are becoming type 2 diabetic😩
@@caroldragon7545 I do not think I am entitled just because something is unsafe. I just know that I would do that if I ever got the chance. I do get exercise by playing volleyball. Today's kids are just different
I never realized how much fun and simpler things were 50 yrs ago.
I think the second world war took care of most overindulgence ....We kids had less , but never knew it...because we had our freedom..
However, phone calls were EXPENSIVE..until smartphones
you had to rely on mail😊
I was born 50 years ago and I’m glad I was
@@mogznwaz I wuz hatched 61 years ago, when things were simpler.
@@dinosaurcomplaints2359 i was birthed 60 years ago Dec. Best time ever for kids. Man we used to have clubs ,forts, tree houses. Grass spear fights, bike ramps to nowhere. Fishing in the same stock tanks we swam in and the cows too. Jump off the roof with mama sheet trying a parachute and broke an arm. Lol
Enjoy. Peace goodwill friend
As a kid of the 70s, 80s - the gives me the nostalgic feels right in the heart. Makes me feel young by taking me back. Makes me feel so old by realizing how much times have changed and how much time has passed since then. Thank you!
Born in 68 , this video brings me back 100 percent great time to be young. Today's youth are being cheated.
Today's youth are being indocrinated and groomed to be obedient and controlled by a Satanic government! Also, there were only two genders back then, and we didnt want to be the opposite one!
I am a proud survivor of just about everything mentioned in the video. We learned a lot of life's lessons including that sometimes life hurts and it isn't always fair. But we had fun! We didn't complain about every little thing, we learned to conquer our fears instead of surrending to them and learn how to function independently. Thanks for the memories.
Well said . This is what I taught my children of the 80s .
Yep the same here
Same experiences here also.
it got us READY for the REAL world!!! Back then, they DIDNT give out AWARDS for SELF-ESTEEM ISSUES....If you DIDNT make the TEAM....TRY HARDER NEXT TIME, or try SOMETHING ELSE....You wanted something.....you EARNED it or SAVED UP for it!!! GIFTS were for BIRTHDAYS & HOLIDAYS!!! We didnt have a park or playground in my neighborhood...we had LOTS....they were full of junk, rusty metals, scrap lumber, etc. & trees. Yet NO ONE ever got SERIOUSLY hurt, & we played in em EVERYDAY!!! We used the old rusty nails & scrap lumber to build clubhouses & a treehouse!! (LOL)
Born in '63. My lower middle-class childhood was infinitely superior to practically any today.
1963 too.
1963 girl here!
1962
We were poor but so was everyone else. I was the only boy . I had 3 sisters. We didnt take baths during the week. Only mama made us "wash those feet". Come sunday bath day. We all used the same bath water. Poor. Being the only boy i went last. I got the dirty water. Rings around the tub. Shoot man i could fly barefooted. Couldnt get me in a pair of shoes even if i had a summer pair.
Mom would send me to the store. She had a charge account and i would run up there get her smokes, sign the ticket and run on back hone with her ciggs. 6,7,8 years old. Never thought to bust into them till later up in the tree. Ahhh. I miss my youth.
@@jdaleb 😆 Today anyone who sold cigs to a 6,7,8 yr old the seller would be crucified then thrown in jail. It would be the crime of the century.
1968 - still 1000 times better than today!
This video brought back so many fond memories. I laughed a few times at how normal these things were to us and how horrified the parents of today would be if they saw how we grew up. There is no question in my mind that our childhoods were far better. Thank you for your channel and content.
I Agree completely!
Yep I agree. Life was so much better growing up in the 80s as a kid.
When we tell our 12 year old son about the stuff we did and the way it used to be, he is amazed.
Yes, today I find it hard to believe that as a young man in the mid 1970s I walked a mile to school across 2 main roads with NO crossing guards!
yeah, taught us useful life lessons..like check the slide with your hand before going down it to make sure it wasn't too hot, don't get hit by a car, taught us how to deal with minor physical injuries like skinned knees, etc. and creepy crawlers! My most favorite toy...it taught you how to read and follow instructions, never got burnt, not once! It also taught us to use our common sense when we were home alone and out playing with our friends...we did have a much better childhood!!
I thank God that I'm old and that I grew up in a society that was free and not neurotic. My sister and I walked ten blocks to school and ten blocks back. I was six years old at the time, and nothing bad ever happened to us.
We used to leave our bikes out in front of our houses unchained. In the morning they were still there. The same with riding our bikes to the nearest convenience store or supermarket. We never even considered securing our bikes with chains. They would always be there when we exited the store.
What beautiful times! Such wonderful freedoms we experienced!
Incredibly, I'm still alive to relate these experiences in spite of the horrific "dangers" that we experienced according to modern society.
It's weird how drinking out of the hose has so many good memories.
I know, just watching the video made me think of that slightly rubberish taste and miss it. Now I wonder if hoses to day have that same taste.
On a hot summer day you had to remember to let the water run out of the hose for a minute or two or you'd get a mouthful of hot water.
@@cindyp5703 First thing I thought of when I saw that was wondering if they let the water run to cold first,lol. Plus that hot water had a stronger "hose taste" then when we let it run a bit to cool down. But the water sure was refreshing and you didnt have to go inside and take time out from playing.
That hose water man, after mowing them yards for five dollars, was delicious. Was hard to wait on it to cool. I still have that taste in my mouth. Plastic rubber garden hose water. Yum
Dude I still drink out of the hose, I live dangerously. ; )
I grew up in the 70's and 80's. Being a kid back then was fun and dangerous. I remember riding in the bed of a pickup, sitting in lawn chairs. It was a blast!
I was born in 62 and grew up in a small town in central Ohio with big woods and an old river that ran through it. People would think you were weird if you didn't sleep with the windows open. No street lights just some porch lights or the occasional old gas post light. We played kick the can and ghost in the graveyard literally in the dark with no worries, and of course we drank from the hose, you kidding me? LOL Sure our parents loved us and took care of us but not helicopter parents. We took BB guns and built forts in the woods and in winter we skated on the river when it froze over. We rode our bikes all over in search of a new adventure or maybe just kill some time skipping flat rocks across the river or flipping over big rocks looking for crawdads. And the best part is......my parents ENCOURAGED it all. We lived as curious kids should live. We explored and discovered things sometimes all on our own with no parents around, and then we'd run back home to share our News with mom and dad. Thank you, this video really took me back.
Holy s***, Brett! Did you live on my block? 😉
@@annehenry6243 hahaha! We had apple fights, snow Ball fights, played Wiffle Ball in the street, played cowboys and Indians, picked berries, throw balls over roofs back and forth for our other friends to catch it, dig for night crawler in the night with our flash lights, play kick the can, steal the bacon, red rover, then play witch in the seller, throw Frisbees, traded baseball cards, played house, made huge leaf piles to drive in them with or bicycle, play in tree houses and had clubs,play toss and catch, watch baseball on TV on a Sunday afternoon, play with matchbox cars and plastic soldiers....
Brett L, I grew up in a small town in Ohio. Before I adopted my daughter, who I’ll call Mandy*, she was almost eight and was my foster daughter; so, I had to abide by the safety rules that were given to me. However, I’d let her go to the plaza or strip mall next to our apartment building. I gave her a walkie-talkie so she could let me know she got there okay and when she was leaving. After I adopted her when she was ten, I would leave her alone for an hour or two with the door locked. I didn’t want to become a ‘helicopter’ parent. Had something happened to her, I would’ve been devastated. Thankfully nothing did.
Born in 63. You just described mine and my friends life in Michigan to a tee! World was so much smaller and what I wouldn't give to see times like that again.
I almost forgot...Skitching ( hopping ) cars in the winter time! Anybody remember that? Grab hold of a cars back bumper and let it drag you down the road.
Born in 1947 and did the same things in the 50’s. Red Rover, standing on the floor in the back seat, staying with my cousins on their farm, so many boomers each school year was divided in half, we were called mid-termers and played and played.
Born in 1956 I never had to walk to school either. But my parents told us kids of having to walk for miles in all sorts of weather to go to school when they were young. I grew up in a rural area of narrow dirt roads and we had a school bus that picked us up and dropped us off right in front of my house. Some of the bus stops were at intersections where there were lots of kids in that particular area. They would have to walk or their parents drove them to meet the bus. Very few closings because of snow or bad weather. The bus getting stuck on those narrow dirt roads was always a treat as well as a great excuse for being late! After school and weekends we went out to play without any supervision. Running through the woods and fields in our local area with the neighborhood kids. Most of us lived at least a mile or more away from each other in different directions. That gave us lots of places to investigate in each others areas. Swimming in neighbors ponds, flipping rocks in creeks to catch anything we found. I always came home with something. Flowers for my mom, soaking wet clothes, a critter I found, Poison Ivy, scratches and bruises but never a broken bone! Not that I didn't come close a few times! The only rule I was ever given was "Be Home By Dark" because " The Bears Come Out " which was instilled in me from the time they gave me freedom to run free and be a kid! Thank You Mom & Dad💖💖
Born in the 60s... No bus for me because I was less than 2 miles away.
My dad was born in the 50s. He lived in Alaska and had to cross-country ski to school! He said he entertained himself by chipping off ice that formed on the interior of the windows in his bedroom! He looked forward to doing the dishes because the water was warm!
Also a '56er, I walked to school most of the time from kindergarten on. In high school we had a bus, but the mean girls made trouble, so I usually rode my bike instead, even after beating up a couple of the mean girls so they finally left me alone. Nobody got in trouble for that kind of thing, neither them nor me. You had to learn to handle yourself and solve that kind of problem. Mom taught us to watch out the back window of the car for police cars. She was a young woman herself, and not into slow and stately driving. We enjoyed that job and took it very seriously! We did most of the things this video showed, and when I was grown in the '80s I'd still take kids for rides in the back of my truck and use the gears to make it bounce them around back there. They liked it.
What's often overlooked is that this sort of childhood actually helped prepare kids for adulthood by teaching them self reliance. We look back on it as being "allowed to be kids" but in reality we were gaining valuable life skills and learning to watch out for ourselves. We learned early on (often the hard way) that the world wasn't safe nor should we expect it to be. It's not that today's kids are robbed of their childhood, it's that their childhood is unnaturally prolonged. We shelter them for 20 years then turn them loose on the world with no idea how to fend for themselves.
Yep, exactly...I do agree with you
So true! Look at the whims we now have!
Yep, they arrive at college and claim they are unsafe from words they don't agree with. Ridiculous.
Less crime back in the old horrible days
@@techguy2696 Not really. We just didn't hear about much beyond our own area. The 60s and 70s were crawling with serial killers, especially out west where I grew up.
You've captured my childhood quite accurately! And if a child accidentally got injured and had to go to the doctor, parents weren't immediately looked at suspiciously like they were child abusers. Thanks for the good memories.
Yup...it was understood that kids do ridiculous things. I fell out a window, my friend broke his arm falling out our back door...he and I were running back and forth through the house. The last trip through, a couple of girlfriends of mine were sitting in my back doorway, and he hit their legs and went airborne to the concrete below. He and I got into SOOOO many shenanigans together. 🤣 That gang of kids would be a modern mom's mental breakdown.
On the other hand, I knew of a family in the 60s and early 70s where the father was incredibly controlling. Blinds had to always be down, 24-7, Mom couldn't leave without his permission, and reprimands for the kids came in the form of intense beatings. They were shake-all-over terrified of him.
Dad was also a lothario who gambled their money away and spent cash on gifts for girlfriends.
This didn't stop until he suddenly dropped dead from an abrupt health emergency.
I *wish* an intervention had happened there, they needed help!
@@dgeneeknapp3168 Did you talk to your parents generation about it? It was horribly stressful for most of those Moms, too.
Some of them got tranquilizers from their doctors to deal with it.
Years ago, when I had my twins, I asked my grandmother (who had twins while already multiple kids under ten) "how did you do it?"
She replied,
"Well, to relieve stress, I cried a lot."
A friend gave her one of her "mother's little helper" tranquilizers to try, but it zonked my grandmother completely out and she was scared because she couldn't get up off the couch and adequately parent that day.
"so, no more for me!...I would just cry instead"
She had one child get hit by a car.
A tree fell on another when she was in her late teens.
She had one child run away from the bleachers of a little league game, shimmy up to the top of a metal swing set, and walk across the top bar like a tight rope walker.... my grandmother noticed she was gone, and turned to spot this performance just in time to see her lose her balance, fall nine feet to the sand and break her arm.
It WAS horrifically stressful for Moms.
The difference is that now, there is also huge social pressure to provide more safety and a lot more engagement....but if you do that, even in a balanced and moderate way, a different segment of society shames you as a helicopter. There is no happy medium where someone isn't busy on social media I forming you that parents like you are awful and doing everything wrong.
Also, unlike then, there is now the ambient fear that CPS will take your child.
It's a lot.
Heck, you're supposed to go down to the local police station to make sure your baby car seat is installed correctly.
The pressure can be intense for young parents now!
@@melissasaint3283 Work in the medical community...that nonsense goes on ALL the time now. Abuse wasn't just a subject of a particular era...or the past in general. There are such people around us ALL the time. I see the results in the ER, the ICU, etc.
@@dgeneeknapp3168 I was responding to the "no trauma, no CPS" statement she ended with, as well as the "handsy uncle, but we all knew to stay away, no one had to teach us."
It's less an accurate reflection of the time vs now, and more an indicator of her good fortune.
I was saying that terrible outcomes absolutely happened then, she was just lucky to not experience them.
(Side note: I grew up with a parent and half our family friends all working in the local hospital in various departments, and have more relatives in the field now, including an EMT.
I've spent ten+ years working in mental health, and currently proofread papers for a Master's student in Social Work with a concentration in childhood trauma and the lifelong effect of ACEs. I am, sadly, very aware. The difference between the 60s or 70s and now is that CPS is more likely to get involved today.)
Born in 64. I remember and partook in most of the activities and I'm still here! I remember walking alone to the corner store to buy 1 cent candy and gum. I feel sorry for today's kids, the great majority of them have missed out on so much.
Born in 1959... In summer when my pals and I were bored mom wou let us get change from the jar in my parent's room and walk a mile to the store and buy a bunch of candy and walk the mile back. We burned off the sugar and crashed on the floor watching cartoons...
Also 64 here. I remember going to the store to buy cigarettes and beer for my dad, when I was 11.
Grew up in the late 80's and did a lot of this stuff, too.
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@@DrumWild I remember being 8 or 9 and Dad giving me a quarter and the gas can to go get gas for the mower. And I BETTER bring back the change!
the secret to why our seniors aren’t so uptight and worried about every little thing
Looking back to my childhood, its almost as if I grew up on another planet
I think we actually DID!!! (LOL)
I agreed. I wish I could go back to that planet.
the founders and Jesus both said to SEPARATE from evil. "come out from among them, be ye separate". "what you do NOT oppose, you are giving hardy approval to". waste & fraud tax & spend lie & steal death & debt sick & tired ? I am. BEWARE the Military Industrial Complex..... 3 years later, Amerika had an insurrection. we became an oligarchy. wise up
We were never left unsupervised. Our mother did not work until years later and then it was part time, typing at one of the local Catholic seminaries.
In 1970 I remember the monkey bars at the park was ten feet high, no rubber paddings to break your fall just good old asphalt. Drinking unpasteurized whole milk and i never got sick. Last but not least learning to shoot a .22 rifle in Junior high. I miss those days.
Great video!!!
My school taught archery. My first ( and only ) bullseye felt amazing.
My High School ROTC class taught us to shoot an M1 Garand. I learned at 16 what M1 thumb was!
We were shooting a 22 by first grade. Lol. I don't know why Dad thought that was a good idea.
Shot my first gun at 8 years old. Been a target shooter ever since. Tried to teach my son to shoot but he just didn't have the interest.
@@ScottGrammer AKA Gerand Thumb
My kids think my growing up was crazy. We swam in rivers, ice skated on ponds, we only came when mom rang the dinner bell. We went everywhere with our dogs, walked the railroad tracks and sledded at about 40 mph down the huge hill in someone’s else’s yard. My adult kids who have kids think I was raised by wolves lol
Lol
WOW, MY MOM HAD A DINNER BELL TOO!!!
Nothing wrong with being raised by wolves. It was a lot of fun.
This isn't normal?
Rode in our station wagon. Mom and dad and 8 kids. Dad worked all the time.. No help from the government then. Mom and dad went without. Shared a huge bike. See saw in our backyard.
Now that I look back it occurs to me that walking to and from school, without a cell phone or any distractions, gave me a lot of time to 'think'. It was almost a mile away so plenty of time to spend with my thoughts.
The worst thing that ever happened was the "consolidated" elementary school system. The old neighborhood schools that kids could walk to once they became "car wise" were much better. Parents would also attend PTA meetings and would be more involved with schooling.
Going for long solitary walks so I could make up stories was one of my favorite activities. I learned years later that my parents were afraid of me hurting myself, but did not think it was right to deprive me of my independence.
@@smithno41school system in this country turned into a shitshow!
My goodness, this brought back so many memories. I remember riding banana seat bikes all day every Weekend with friends, not checking in or calling home all day & just showing up at dinner time. We added idiodine to the baby oil for some weird reason. It was just the standard at the time. It was so exotic to smell Copper tone later at pools. So many busted shins & elbows every Summer. Painful mercurchrome, campho ointments & bandaids were the Summer scene. No one had a second thought about your scabs & scrapes.
Oh, I loved my banana bike. You rode everywhere with not a care. Can you imagine back then having a cell phone? Bet we would have muted it, no disturbances while we are out having fun! We were so in shape, compared to today’s children. I don’t think schools still have President’s Fitness Test. O.K. just looked it up, conflicting answers. Lot of misinformation on the internet.
Yes! You went home when the street lights came on. Natural clock!
The problem with those banana seats was that you couldn’t fall off the back of them when you skidded over going downhill on a dirt road at breakneck speed. Thus you got dragged along scrapping off skin as you went. My knees still bear with es to this 50 years after it happened!
Yeah! I bought my own banana seat bike with babysitting money when I was twelve! Loved that bike.
I remember the iodine in the baby oil for tanning! I think it was supposed to accelerate the tanning. Probably just stained the skin a little 😄.
We lived as children! There was no worry of the Boogie Man. Strong correlation between Helicopter parent’s & mental illness. Children need time to think, be alone, solve problems, be creative, etc. I laughed at the metal slide, wax paper made you go really fast. Thanks for the trip down memory lane!
It’s interesting I just remembered a back road between our swim club & the Friendly’s. Were rumors of a flasher & the older boys would walk with us.
You are correct about the wax paper (it made you go really fast). We used to go camping with 2 old quilts, 1 to lay on, the other (with some rope) would make the tent. But that was a long long time ago.
How many remember the old jungle gym. All steel bars to climb and hang from.
I never knew about the wax paper trick. Oh well. 😉
😄Who's up for a game of Dodgeball?!?........(OHH....I forgot!!! Too Violent and Aggressive for kids nowadays 🧐) Well....How about we break out the Lawn Darts???🎯 (🤪)!!!!!
The good part about dangerous things? We learned how to be careful, knew what was dangerous. Today the kids wander through life, everything safe to a fault and they wouldn't know a danger if they fell over it (and they probably do).
Yes! Lots of options for play and lots of experiences to learn from....like "I shoulda listened ". We learned to trust our parents and figured out they maybe 'knew stuff'.
I am 80 yrs. old. Believe me, it was a great time to grow up. I was a part of a lot of those things you just watched.
Oh those were the days! I feel sorry for our children of today. They don't know what fun is! I am very happy that I was born in 1947.
I'm 67 years old and have never once worn a bike helmet. How am I still alive?
I wish this video had mentioned soap box derbies. Parents would lose custody of their children today if they made them those crudely built race cars and pushed their kids down a steep road.
To ride a bike? No, no helmet.
But to do something totally asinine? Something that a mere helmet probably wouldn’t begin to save you from? Yep, then we wore helmets😉😁.
Full hockey gear to jump from the Roof of the barn, not the loft but the roof. But it was ok because we took the proper safety precautions and threw a good 6-10 scoops of snow on the landing spot🙄🤦♂️.
The only time I was hit by an automobile I was wearing one. Hmmm...
so much fun!
Today Parents Would Loose Custody Of Their Free 🆓 Range Kids, Off 📴 Exploring.
The memory of seeing my younger nephew sliding behind a car unable to let go because his hands froze to the bumper. We would let go before the car would leave our street and turn onto a busy highway. He showed up 20 minutes later upset his gloves were still stuck on the bumper luckily he hit a manhole cover that wasn't frozen but then had to get out of the way of the other vehicles. Not an easy task at 7 or 8 after being drug for blocks 🥶
Yes, accidents and even some deaths occurred (especially in cars) but by and large we survived. We were able to think for ourselves, had great imaginations, and most of us were not overweight before hitting our teens because we were so active.
Plus, the food we ate was much healthier even from fast food places! Soda had real sugar, cookies and cakes had real butter, milk had cream on top of the bottle, yet no one was fat.
Yes, we weren't sitting around in front of a screen all day playing games. We never felt bored. I remember getting together with the neighbor kids and making up games to play. We had this one game we"d play after dark in the summertime. I was about 13. It was like hide & seek, but in teams. We called the game "Chase". There was a designated spot for a base; a driveway. One team would go out hide around a designated area around our homes. After a set time, the other team would then go find the hiding team. If a hiding team member was found, they had to be tagged by the hunter to get captured & taken to the base. Thus, you could run and get away if you could from being captured. If you did get captured, you were taken to the base. There was a guard at the base, because a hiding team member could run in, tag a captured member of their team, and go hide again. But if the guard tagged the member running in, they were captured. Played after dark, we often found hiding places in very dark spots, sometimes right in an open field. And it was fun trying to uncapture your team members. You really had to be quiet to sneak behind the guard. The goal was for the seeking team to capture all the hiding team and sometimes that could take some time. It was so much fun. We spent hours playing that game & hated being called in at around 10 or 11 pm. We often figured out similar activities in the daytime, too. I find it sad that as a teacher today, I often hear kids tell me they are bored if they can't play on a computer. It's just not the same anymore.
We were allowed to play in the cars and occasionally we drove up and down the driveway and parked the car as usual. Parents didn’t know! But, eventually they found out later, they ended up connecting the dots as to why we suddenly started wanting the keys and play in the car. Never got hurt from it!
Just like accidents and deaths occur today! NO ONE is EVER 100% safe EVER!!!!!! And that will be true even after the year 3945!!!!
I'm also a proud survivor of my childhood and I was one of the 80s latch key kids. Also played on those metal playgrounds and walking to school in the winter. Oh yeah and no seat belt in the car and my mom held us in the seat. Oh I just remember all of this video from my childhood. Love the stroll down memory lane.
I loved the Merry go round , see saws and monkey bars. Roller skating , hide and go seek and climbing trees were part of my childhood. I walked everywhere with my friends and I never felt afraid.
Yes the monkey bars,I'm pretty sure that's why I was never able to have kids! But,I'd do it all over again we had a lot of fun,yes it was dangerous. I think they call it lessons in life that we learned from!
with metal wheel skates.
@@mailman87120 Yes, I wore 2 pair out and, when, they switched to plastic it was when, it was really bad. Got a pair at Christmas and kept falling and tripping so, many times, I never skated again. With the metal ones, I constantly skated up and down the sidewalk on our street and, their was only a rare a occasional fall with scrapped knees and elbows.
When you look back to that great period you realize just how much freedom we've lost.
It's not so much the freedoms we lost as it is the idiots we gained.
Kids could still mow the yard today. Parents just dont make them. And they get their money from mom dad. Or else ill tell.
55 and the very much missed story of my youth. If we walked to school (two miles), we would stop at the Red and White where a dollar would fill a paper nail sack with the best penny candy most people today would never experience. There were over twenty kids in my neighborhood, along with a corn field the size of which was perfect for a post sunset game of kick-the-can. It was a heaven of a childhood.
I remember standing at that penny candy forever... weighing the pros and cons of each potential piece. It was like I was deciding which stocks to have in my 401K🤣. Who am I kidding...I put WAAAY more thought into that bag of candy. I couldn't go back and change THAT, if I didn't like my choices 😂.
I'm 60 and I remember kids all over the place, riding bikes, sliming bluffs, building forts, in town I grew up in. When I go back to stay with my mother, I don't see any kids at all roaming around the neighborhood. It's as if no kids live in the town anymore. I guess they're all inside where they're nice and safe, spending hours looking at a computer or phone screen.
Besides building character and work ethic, the experiences we had growing up also taught us how to keep our mouths shut.
I was born in 1974, and remember almost everything in this wonderful video. I guess by today’s standards, it’s a miracle that any of us survived. I wouldn’t trade my childhood of growing up in the late 70’s/early 80’s for anything. I live out in the middle of nowhere, and we still sleep with the windows open.
It's not a miracle. We were healthy and safe. The media just exaggerated crime and danger to the point where people have been brainwashed into thinking everything is bad.
I had my window was shut, one night and, well, that’s when, 2 bolts of lightening hit my floor and, for a time, I was afraid of the lightening again.
Isn't it wonderful living far away from thugs and people who don't respect your privacy? My nearest neighbor is a mile away, and people don't drive out here at night as the road is dangerous.
I sleep with my sliding glass door open a few feet from my bed. I also keep a loaded rifle handy. Not necessarily for thieves, but for large predators who sometimes try to get in my goat pen. It happened last night, so I was outside in my pajamas with my rifle and a spotlight, yelling "GET DAFUK OUTTA HERE!" as loudly as possible. It left, but I fired two rounds in the air anyway (in a safe direction). The noise and smell of gunpowder freaks out mountain lions and coyote. This one was a mountain lion.
Didn't get much sleep last night!
I LOVE WHERE YOU LIVE AND I don’t even know where it’s at!!! I live in a small town. Currently sleeping with window open and box fan in window. I grew up in the country and loved it!!!! God Bless You!!!
I too was born in 74 I remember all of this as well. Before child abductionn was mainstream.
I wouldn't change my childhood for anything. Growing up in the 70's was great. Our curfew was the street lights coming on. Our playground was the woods and parks plus ball hockey on our streets. Your parents knew your friends parents. Your windows and doors were always open in the summer even at night. Though we had German Shepherds so just leaving the screen door was safe for us.
You can keep those times. I'll take the present time where I can keep my window closed and run the A/C!
@jensensarpy1784 good for you. Keep the bullet proof vest on as well. Back then we never worried about that either
Born in 1960 and yes, we never thought about how dangerous it was….really high slide at school, Creepy Crawler toy (which luckily we never got burned), BB guns, etc. Amazing how we made it through our childhood! It was a different time for sure, but so many fun memories when kids were free to just be kids!
I think there was even a "chemistry set" you could buy your kid and it had real uranium in it!
I'm also a 1960 baby. I was on the river at the cottage at 10 years old in the boat with a 9.9 Evinrude solo. I drove the boat everywhere. Great time to be a kid.
I was born in 1959 and I often think about how we weren't vaccinated to the eyeballs either. Most of us got the "kid illnesses" (measles, mumps, chickenpox, and rubella) and nobody got freaked out in the least. More like "I don't have to go to school for two weeks!"
A lot of this really wasn’t as long ago as many of you might think. This extended into the 80’s and 90’s.
Yeah I grow up in the 80s and 90s
Yep can attest to this as well
Yep. I was born in 82 and experienced most of this. The only thing I didn't do is walk to school
Great memories here. I grew up in the 50's and 60's. We did so much stuff that would cause parents today to just pass out. Even then, first-time parents were somewhat worried about what their kid was doing but, after the second and others arrived, all they were concerned about is if you were still breathing. When not in school, when breakfast was done and cleaned up all the kids would go outside in their groups and wouldn't be home until dusk. Come in the house with a flaming sunburn, layers of dirt caked on and sweat rings around the neck from dirt clod fights. I do have skin cancer because of that now.
We would take turns going to different guys houses to get fed for lunch. It always included glasses of super sweet Koolaid (needed that sugar boost for the rest of the afternoon). The fare often included bologna and cheese or PBJ sandwiches. Showing up for lunch with a group of kids helped to keep you from getting snagged for doing chores but didn't always save you. Ahh what a great time to be a kid.
your account sounds exactly like my childhood.
I was born 1954, and I remember the local playground always had holes under the swings because we would drag our feet when swinging. The holes would fill with water when it rained and they got pretty nasty. The solution? Fill the holes with poured concrete so that dragging feet wouldn't make a hole under the swing. Worked great for us, mostly because you could really kick off the concrete as you passed over it, but there were a few pretty good injuries too such as occasional face plants off the swing...
I had the "thing maker" shown at 7:40. Also had a chemistry set, and lawn darts, clackers, so on. We used to throw the Jarts straight up in the air to see how high we could get them, then get the hell out of the way as fast as you can. Probably not the brightest idea ever and there were a few very close calls.
My wife retired from working in a hospital a few years back and before she retired an older doc mentioned one time that broken bones in kids were becoming increasingly less common than they were a few decades ago, probably a good thing in the scheme of, but where kids used to get broken bones from falling off swings, slides, jungle gyms. the occasional garage roof, etc., today's kids are much more prone to repetitive stress injuries such as sprained thumbs from overuse of video game controllers and the like.
I remember our merry-go-rounded concrete because of the mud. We'd stand up on the swings and go as high as the bars. The really daring kids would jump off as they were flying through the air
I remember that we used to swing dangerously high on those swings. It was a lot of fun. 😆
I grew up in the 60's and 70's and I remember every one of these things. We knew the dangers and proudly wore our 'battle' scars
Grew up in the 60s. Never thought about danger.
Danger was having to go home and say you did something stupid, I crashed my bike into a picket fence and torn a pretty good chunk out of my left side, concealed it for 3 days until my grandma found out and started patching me up. At 8 I walked several miles home at 10:30 at night on week days and mid night on the week ends, never was worried except that one time the theater I worked at cleanning up showed that killer grizzly bear movie.
I remember the long straight steel slide at my elementary school in the 80’s. Years later they cut it in half to make it “safer”. Then they got rid of it all together.
If you went over the top bar of a swing set you would turn inside out
@KcP Can't get safer than no play equipment at all.....
So sad...the newer slides aren't even slippery and poor kids have to inch down them.
Born in 1967 in a small town. You could leave your keys in ignition of car, you could just leave screen door shut and not locked. If someone left their lights on in the car, you opened their door and shut them off, so their battery wouldn’t wear out, and no you wouldn’t even know who’s car it was. I basically lived in my swim suit all summer and was out side til mom yelled from the porch to come home for dinner or the street lights came on. I had the best childhood, I tried to give my kids the same, made them be outside most of the day in summer.
I actually miss the "wing" feature of the front seat side windows in the older cars when the air actually would cool you off back in the day, and I do flip off my window AC unit in my apartment to get the night air unless it's very warm. I definitely identify with about every point you made. I marvel at my 21-year-old grandnephew, who because of GPS has no idea where most of the streets are in his own town. Actually, I'm sure he's not the only one in his generation who would be near helpless if he didn't have that damn cell phone attached to him all the time. No survival skills.
I was dumbfounded a couple of months ago when I asked a couple of construction workers for basic directions... I mean VERY BASIC, "point me in the direction of this road.." and they couldn't do it; they were local to the area in which I was in whereas I was trying to get home which was 30+ miles away.
After the interaction, their age dawned on me (late 20s early 30s?) That's disturbing that someone that old is that clueless.
An old time-y road map would have been very helpful at that point....
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We finally made it home... My sister and I both played with our GPS forever which insisted on giving us highway only directions. We were finally able to circumvent the stupid know-it-all system and find directions to the main road that led home.
Next time we'll bring Fred Flintstone's bird with us 😒
@@IDontSuckAtLifeakaJanis3975 Every time I try to give my grandnephew any kind of advice, he just bristles at me, maybe because I'm female; he behaves the same way with his mom and grandmother and doesn't have much of a relationship with his dad. I think he's actually driving a longer way to his job than he needs to, and I've tried to explain some shortcuts, but he won't listen. I do have state and city maps (I enjoy and have kept all kinds of maps), but he refused to take one to keep in the car. He has nothing in the glove compartment or trunk of the car (for some just-in-case events, not even a pen and paper,), which drives me crazy. Before he got his license, he asked me to drive him to a UPS location that was waaaay across town in a rougher area when there were several far closer. I think all kids in school these days should be put through some simple survival type courses, seriously.
@@IDontSuckAtLifeakaJanis3975 I was on a six week around the country visiting friends, seeing things, etc in '19. Once in a while I would make a wrong turn and stop for directions. I soon learned NEVER ask anyone under 30 for directions. Without their phone and map apps they couldn't direct me to the corner.
@@cynthiamurphy3669 It was pleasant and nice to hear your story Miss Cynthia,as for your grandnephew hopefully he'll live long enough to have an awakening,it's sad about the relationships but hey we all had our knocks in life maybe he'll survive to see the light and learn to treat women better like they deserve, all the best to you
I'm a 1962 model so a lot of what everybody said really hit home with me
Take care of yourself
Peace
@@feellucky271 Thanks much! We never can tell, can we? I hope you're right, and the best to you also.
Do you see how happy all those children were in those days???!! Look at their smiling faces!! Take a look at kids faces today, yep, huge difference. We were lucky, we had fun and were happy, life was an adventure, with so many ways to have fun without the safety police on our heads. Am glad I lived on those times. I feel sorry for today's children, they don't know what real fun is.
ok boomer
Gladys i think i heard a survey a couple years ago. Asked what was one thing 80 percent of kids under the age of 18 have never done this?
Push a mower.
We don't see many kid's faces today, because they are staring at a screen.
@@GigaDarkness I don't think you realize what a small person you are.
Went to the park when I was about ten or so, a little girl broke her arm on the spinning device when she fell from it a boy scout did a splint and parents took kid to doctor.. A small boy fell from the tall curving slide and was taken by ambulance to the hospital. I am sure there were other injuries that day but as that was 60 plus years ago....
Born in 1980, I experienced all of this. I loved rinding in the back of my Dad’s station wagon and making faces at the drivers behind us. They’d get mad & honk and my Dad didn’t know why 😂
I have to hold my hands up that I have committed that offence too ha ha
kids used to lie down on the back window deck of cars
@@bobsmoth-iv3sp Oh my word, yes !!!!!! ha ha they did!😂😂😂
@@bobsmoth-iv3sp I did that too, lol
We played on the monkey bars on a cement playground . I also remember waiting in the car, windows down, while Mom ran into the store.
Omg, lol, us too. But we lived in the desert and had to wait in the HOT car.
My mom would go to the A&P in new Albany IN she had a new 66 ford wagon power everything she would get me a cold Coke out of the machine and leave me in the car With the keys ! So I could play the 8 track and radio while she shopped so I was not bugging her wanting this and that if it was hot I would start the engine turn on the AC run the power windows up ! If cold the heater Lord now days some one would call the cops !
Being born in 1955, this was my childhood. I did all of these including the Creep Crawlers plus the unmentioned "chemistry set". Who knows how many poisons were in that. I am soon to be 67 years old, still alive, and wouldn't change a thing from those carefree days.
We were a fortunate generation weren't we? I am sad for the trauma the current generation has to endure. I purchased a few creepy crawler sets for my children and grandchildren to experience. It was hilarious as they could not believe this was an unsupervised activity back in the day. Remember the burns from the hotplate?
Roller skating in our penny loafers and the clamps pulling the souls off and mom taking them to the shoe makers to be fixed ...good times
Me neither. I remember when I turned 60 (three years ago), I was really down in the dumps about finally being considered old in this society. That didn't last long. I am quite content to be "old" because of because it means I was young when I was - wouldn't trade it for anything.
@@MsRedsphere I never got burned by the hotplate. And what trauma are kids going through today? Trying to hang onto their cellphones 24/7 ? I'm glad I grew up in the 60s and 70s. Im wondering if there's still life in 50, 60 years what memories will the kids of today have? Looking at their cellphones 24/7 .... LOL 😂.
@@davebrown4841 Sadly for them they have needed to drill for school shootings and witness their aftermath. Their needless loss of innocence at such younger ages I regret as a person in this society. I became aware of Vietnam in Jr High and got my POW bracelet but, did not really understand until high school. I am thankful the draft ended before my peers became of age. Life for the younger generations is not something I would want to experience.
I remember my parents giving me matches to light the charcoal snake tablets. They came in a small candy sized box and when ignited would grow into a long, charcoal snake. Good times!😂
I can STILL remember the SMELL!!! (LOL)
They still make those. You can buy them here in Florida.
In denmark we have a package with a small monkey and you put that charcoal tablet in a hole at the monkeys butt - ignite the tablet to watch the monkey make an endless s...
The days leading up to the 4th of July was awesome. Minnesota only allowed sparkles, smoke bombs and snakes, so we would purchase illegal fireworks from people who traveled to neighboring states to resell the good stuff--Roman Candles, M-80s, Silver Salutes, bottle rockets, firecrackers, cherry bombs, and rockets and missiles of all types.
Born in 63. Definitely remember riding in the back of a pickup truck many summer days, which would horrify many young parents today. 😄 Not to mention cruising down hills on my skateboard without a helmet. 😁
I'm so grateful I had a real childhood before parents decided to sedate, leash, castrate and bubblewrap their kids.
I love what you said, it's so true... unfortunately
You forgot lobotomize.
@@Lili-xq9sn yeah, but parents don't bother with that. That's what phones are for.
It's sad when you realize the parents of the kids of every beloved "kids on bikes" movie like Goonies, Stand by Me, The Sandlot, ET and more recently Stranger Things, would all be considered "neglective monsters" and thrown in prison while CS takes their kids away.
Today's kids are all on speed (Adderall ia an amphetamine) so that they can compete in school. We used to have dumb kids and smart kids. Now the dumb kids are on drugs for their learning disability. It seems everyone is really smart, some just need amphetamines to bring it out. And then Xanax to get to sleep at night. The pharmaceutical companies love dumb kids.
I remember all of this, and I'm sad that kids today don't get to experience the freedom of not having every minute of their time scheduled.
Amazingly, I survived childhood during the 60s. If you did something stupid that got you hurt, you didn't do THAT again!
I am 70 years old and all this made me a strong independent woman
A few weeks ago, I read a newspaper article stating that many (most?) younger twentysomethings won’t work for a company that doesn’t make their mental well-being its top priority. I’m not criticizing these young adults for their beliefs, but wonder whether helicopter parenting has given them a distorted view of their place in the world.
Well think about it would you work for a company that wouldn’t give you time off if your mother died ? that’s what these kids want nowadays they wanna companies that would work with them
Entitled and that the world revolves around them.
EVERY job I have EVER had (Working since 1980) gave ZERO F__ks about my "well-being" , Unless it was a PHYISICAL issue to where you cannot work. 🤷♂️I know I'll get "Ok, Boomer" But I'm actually a "Gen Xer".
@@wetsockz3001 I’ve never worked for an employer that didn’t give employees time off when a family member dies. The point of article I referenced was not that young employees should be happy to work in a sweatshop. Rather, it was more to the effect that young workers today have unrealistic expectations regarding the work environment.
Helicopter parenting & parcipation trophies
When we were kids, I remember my dad drove me and my brothers all over the place in the back of his truck. And rolling over the bumps and potholes was a huge excitement for us, especially when we were on the freeway at 65 mph. Those were good days.
Yes, back then, you could ride in the back of a pickup. I remember our family getting together with another family & putting all the kids in the back of a pickup to go get ice cream. No one ever thought it was unsafe as long as we stayed seated on the bed. It was true in the video that we never wore seatbelts, either. They really were just an option up until the 1980s.
Speaking of car safety, when I was 8 (1955, before there were any seat belts) my family drove from Detroit to San Diego and back. Sometimes my father drove all night. Then my sister and I slept in the wells next to the drive shaft hump on the floor of the back seat, my mother sat up front holding my 1-year-old brother, and my 72-year-old great grandmother slept on the back seat. We all got through the trip without mishap.
My daily driver is a 59 Chevy panel truck, and it didn't come with seatbelts and still doesn't have them. I grew up with the truck, and when I was 11or12 (late 70's), we took a trip from Texas to Oklahoma to visit my grandparents in it. It only had two bucket seats in front so my parents just threw a mattress in the back for us kids to sit on.
ignoring the image of clean-up crews hosing fragments of small bodies out of mangled wrecks because having seat belts in cars wasn't considered worth $25....
@@harmgregory4560 In 1955, according to Wikipedia, only Nash and Ford offered the option of seat belts, and my father worked for Chrysler. So it wasn't a matter of stinginess.
@Account NumberEight ....And, see! You're fine, now!
@@harmgregory4560 you didn't see as much of that then as now bc 1. cars just weren't as fast, 2. most families just had the one car which they saved a long time for and Dad took to work, so people weren't out doing stupid s*** as much, and 3. if you did have a fender bender, you were protected by 2 tons of Detroit steel--and so was the other driver.
I remember when the local grocery stores had ashtrays at the end of every aisle so you could smoke while you shopped. You could smoke in the mall, in every restaurant, hell you could even smoke in the waiting room at the hospital.
I think our school bus driver smoked!
@@samanthab1923 i definitely remember having a teacher who smoked in class
@@picktreebrag College they did. Even had a nun who smoked 😆
I remember that..