Same here 66 weekends and holidays my parents did not have a clue we got into trouble and we ha to get out of trouble which teaches negotiation and compromise we fell out of friends for a hour then you were friends again we had no internet or mobile phones we went out after breakfast came back for 10 minutes for lunch then back out till evening, you did not not stay out later because you would get the strap or the slipper. I could go on more but hay I will shut up now.
born 67 likewise parents did know. The one rule was if mom said be home for dinner, you had better be home for dinner. pretty much everything in this video was my childhood.
if you knew how much I understand you my friend how boring this period is I'm really glad I'm not 15 today and I had them in 86 . I don't know how we survived but we had a f... good time . from a middle-aged Frenchman 🐸
I was born 1960. Im a female and i had a pocket knife when i was six, had my own ax, chopped wood, always had matches, fishing pole. True tomboy and it was okay. Nobody ever said i was a lesbian, which i am not. But boys had the best toys and a lot more fun than the girls. We rode our schwin bikes from dawn to dusk. We had our chores to do then out the door. Lunch was stolen fruit and out of our parents gardens. We respected and honored our parents. And in return they knew that when we went out to play we respected others and nature. True wild childs. And i wouldnt trade it for nothing.
I was born in 1960 as well, great times. I always liked going fishing with the guys, because if I took my girl friends, I was stuck putting the worm on the hook for them and taking any fish off if they caught any! I was the youngest of 4 and the only girl, 😊. Miss those days!
@@RuthMagouirk-mp2sv I had a friend named Shannon, who was a Tomboy.. she was really cool. We played with our star wars figures together and she always kicked my butt playing soccer.
63. Owned a pocket knife at the age of 7, a rifle at the age of 10, a used dirt bike (motorcycle, not BMX) at the age of 13. I had a girlfriend that lived 18 miles away at the age of 15, I went to see her at least once a week on a Schwinn Varsity 10 speed until I was 16 and got my car and drivers licence. That free country is long gone. Gen z has no idea what it means to live in a free country, or to have the self discipline, values, or grasp of responsibility that goes along with it. Want to know why there is so much crime and so many mass shootings? Because risk, consequences, responsibility, and character, are things that today's youth are banned from experiencing.
I was also born in 1960 and my favorite things to do was climb trees, ride bikes and skateboards, and that was when skateboards were small! I was always called a tomboy too! Nowadays, if a girl acts like a tomboy, someone would try to convince her that she was born in the wrong body!🤦♀️ I miss the 70’s, that was the best decade!!!❤
I was a 70's teenager.... today my parents would probably be in jail. We survived childhood in style - had friends who broke bones, had to have air gun pellets dug out them, even once a lad had a spear gun spear through his foot. We respected authority - because we knew we would get a slap if we did not. Great life.
Man, your worse fear was always getting into a situation so bad that, you had to bother your parents and ruin the rest of your day if not week plus, they would call your friends parents and they would get busted out as well and the entire neighborhood would know that you f'up and even if the other parents wouldn't come at you about it, they sure give you that "look" of knowing and it would make you very embarrassed about your actions. With that, chances are you would never be making that mistake again. haha. Yes, Grownups were a different species, you respected them and did as told without backtalking, we never knew what they were up to and that was fine with us because, they gave us freedom to do what we wanted (as long as you did not cause trouble in the neighborhood).
I was 10 years old and my friend and I would ride our bikes 8 miles one way to the next town over. No helmets, no water bottles, no sunscreen, no phone or even ID. We’d be gone all day. Stopping to play in the woods, get a drink of water from the stream, playing with dogs along the way. I don’t think my Mom ever knew we’d gone so far, just so we were home by dark was the only rule. Nobody ever bothered us two little girls, and nobody questioned what we were doing out alone.
Same in Australia. Covered big distances by bike and literally only had to be home by dark even in Summer. Without phones obviously we could be anywhere. It's a freedom children sadly will never know again. Think of all the problems we had to solve ourselves!
Same here in New Zealand, we used to get on our bikes at 8am and not go home until dinner, nobody had a clue where we were or what we were doing. I feel sorry for kids today, they’re not allowed to be free.
Same here. Our town had no movie theater, and a bigger town 10 miles away had like a 4 or 5 screen theater, so we'd ride 10 miles, get a cone of Thrifty's ice cream and sneak it into the theater, then after the movie we'd ride back home.
The AIDS scare of the 80’s, he’s talking about AIDS or HIV. It hit in the 80’s and it was an absolute death sentence. As kids, we were nearly feral. But we had a lot of self discipline kids today don’t seem to. We balanced an extraordinary amount of freedom and recklessness with rules/boundaries and fear of consequences. There were times we injured ourselves pretty good but managed to hide it from our parents until it was healing decently. We learned our lesson, no need to tell mom you got hurt so she can tell you you’re not allowed to do it again.
The AIDS scare of the 80’s, he’s talking about AIDS or HIV. It hit in the 80’s and it was an absolute death sentence. As kids, we were nearly feral. But we had a lot of self discipline kids today don’t seem to. We balanced an extraordinary amount of freedom and recklessness with rules/boundaries and fear of consequences. There were times we injured ourselves pretty good but managed to hide it from our parents until it was healing decently. We learned our lesson, no need to tell mom you got hurt so she can tell you you’re not allowed to do it again. At 10 I was riding around the fields going miles from home on 3-wheelers which have since been outlawed because they were too dangerous. They were replaced with 4-where’s, also known as quads.
Tons of friends in the neighborhood to play with. You name it, we did it. To this very day, I love riding my bike, although I no longer have my Stingray with a banana seat.
I am a boomer. We played out everyday after school. The rule was street lights on everyone home. We didn't have seat belts, knee pads, helmets etc. Yeah we got hurt but we survived. We had a blast but we respected our parents and authority figures, including school, police etc. We didn't have technology which I see now was a blessing. We actually talked in person to our friends and neighbors. Nobody texted or posted anything to social media. When did society become fragile marshmallows who need to be validated every moment by some unknown person in their phone.
….street lights? In the summer….when the street lights came on, it was time for hide and seek…or kick the can……the night was still young…..when our mom’s yelled for us to come in we usually claimed we didn’t hear her the first two times she yelled….
Yep, I can still hear my mom yelling my name, as I was down the hill playing stick ball in the middle of the street with all of my friends. @johnjenkins7497
@@ghorloch2014 …remember “ launching” the lightest kids into the air….or taking a large sheet of wax paper to sit on when going down the large slide….man, you could get up some speed….
No seat belts, piled up in the back of a station wagon. No bike helmets -only dweebs wore protective gear. I would call my mom at work and tell her I was going out biking through town and she’d say “ok but be back home before I get there.” No barriers on trampolines.
I wish we had a barrier on our trampoline though. Playing knockoff where we shoved each other in air to see who is left on the trampoline and I end up straddling a spring. They didn't stop jumping so things of mine got rather damaged.
The 70's was the best fun of my life!! Sleep overs, summer camps, town swimming pools, stayed outside all day. All kids parents kept an eye out on all of us. We learned to be a team, comprise, share, support and loyalty meant. I'm so glad I experienced it!
We did grow up freer than children now it’s sad. We did everything we could to avoid our parents noticing us during the day so we kept our scrapes to ourselves. You only went home if you couldn’t stop the bleeding. I think we have kind of destroyed our children’s youth. Of course they are anxious, but let’s be real adults did this too the kids . Children didn’t change parents did
Born in 63. The 60’s 70’s and 80’s were great and the music was amazing. Real musicians, songwriters and artists. Concerts were affordable. We bought albums and would go to each other’s homes to listen to them. We had family dinner every night during the week and went to church on Sunday. We had chores to do every day. In my home, there was no fast food or even soft drinks. It was milk, sweet tea or water…maybe Koolaid. It was a real treat to eat out. We would get our allowance on Saturday and we’d walk or ride bike to a nearby store (1-2 miles) and get a soft drink and something sweet. We knew some short cuts through some yards and the families were usually cool with it. We didn’t cause any trouble or vandalize anything. We were all taught to respect others…parents, friends parents, teachers, principals and any authority figure or officer. Family vacation was always the same week every year and we’d go to Myrtle Beach. We were free to do whatever we wanted as long as we were at the cafeteria for meal times and before it got dark. We still did things together as a family, but mostly my brother and I were out making new friends and mom and dad got to have some alone time. 😉😉 We didn’t need instant gratification and we didn’t need to be entertained. When we went on long trips, we talked, enjoyed the scenery, made up games or sang songs. The same type of trips where kids all need iPhones, iPads and dvd players to entertain them. I’ve been in those cars during that time and the adults would want their kids to look at something out the window and the kids would miss it or NOT be impressed. It’s ridiculous and young people are missing out on so much going on around them and real connections with other people. Living in a virtual world may have some benefits, but it shouldn’t occupy so much of a young person’s life.
@@smg3253 I remember getting a new album and writing down the songs we liked. We’d have to listen to it and then take the needle off of it. Write it down and put it back on. Try to find where it was and listen to the next part, write it down, etc. Then, when we wanted to sing the song, we’d get my huge tape recorder and sing on it. I really miss those days.
I was born in 1966, my childhood was so much fun, so carefree. Us neighborhood kids would all be together, playing outside for hours, we knew as the sun started going down, we'd better get our butts home.
Pocket knife at 10 because we were usually in scouting and you needed one to make things like tent stakes, cut up rope or twine to make a lean-to, trim wicks for lanterns, cut cloth for bandages. Long rides had road games like who saw the most Volkswagen bugs first, or vehicles with one headlight out, who could go from a to z first by road signs. Usually had the radio on, took comic books, coloring books, if we went to another state my dad stopped at the first rest stop and picked up brochures about the state and different things in the state. Cracker jacks actually had toys in them, tiny cars,trolls,rings,planes. Now you get a joke and maybe a sticker.
Heh, mine was to cut the twine on hay bails. Became my job, neighbor was an elderly woman who had lost her husband but, owned a small farm, like two cows, a pig, some chickens and a horse. Hey, I got paid a quarter a day and that was plenty to snag candy at the small gas station (was a few miles away but, just a daily trek for us on bike or horse back). Nice job for a 9yrl, going over and doing the twine cutting and "heavy lifting" like hauling buckets of feed and breaking open the hay bales into flakes for the cows and horse, collecting the eggs. lol. 9yr old though, my sister helped to sometimes because, she wanted a quarter too.
Ha! "Be careful, don't cut yourself," said Dad as he handed me my first Cub Scout knife. Ten minutes later I was hiking through the woods, waiting for my finger to stop bleeding.
Getting a b>cycle gave you freedom. On car rides we had contests see who would get the most out-of-state license plates...or if we could get semi drivers to blow their horns.
As someone who was born in 1970 and grew up in this era, all I can say is IT WAS AWESOME!!!!! This is the main reason why most Gen X are tough as nails, don't get butt hurt, and laugh at your lame insults coming from younger generations of today. My best time was the 80's. I got to experience the birth of thrash metal, hard core rap (N.W.A., Public Enemy etc etc etc) as well as being part of that rebellious teenage attitude back then. Much has definitely changed since then and today's society is just nothing but a sorry excuse of a clown show world wide. Now that we are older, these same Gen X are more pissed off with what we are being forced to accept due to cry babies that should still be in diapers believing they are entitled........ yeah entitled to major ass whooping like we used to get as kids, in front of our friends, by our mother's!!!!! Good times!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤘😎🤘🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸
You're exactly right it was awesome and if we didn't perform our parents said well you didn't work hard enough and if you didn't like how that felt they said Change It and stop whining
I had a Rambo knife at 8 years old. It had a compass, fishing string and hook, matches and we also had ninja throwing stars and pellet guns as well. We never got arrested or shot anyone because we were raised with COMMON SENSE AND LOGIC
The only time anyone got an award for just showing up to school was the person who showed up every single day. It was called "Perfect Attendance." That kid didn't miss a single day of school. They weren't out sick, or go to a doctor's appointment in the middle of the day, nothing. They showed up for school EVERY SINGLE DAY that school was in session.
European gen-x here born 1973 ..By the time i was 25 yr I had already traveled all over the world with my backpack Asia Europe and even Australia, done mandatory 13 months military service worked loads of shitty low payed jobs for experience saved some money studied at university and started looking for that dream job i studied for and dreamed of..i did it all by myself. Growing up in the 70ties and 80ties made us independent and strong in will and full of life experience and fighting spirit. Compare that to with a 25 year old today who seems to have wasted most of their precious youth time with gaming internet socialmedia and youtube and seems to lack all life experience and drive in life
Dad’s arm reaching back didn’t scare me because he was driving. Mom turning around meant someone was getting a leg hit. If that happened twice dad pulled over and you got a spanking.
OMG!!! Dad tried to smack us (back seat) while he was driving, but he couldn't do it, because he was using the mirror which was opposite from reality.....but trying to keep the laughter inside us was impossible......
It was usually my dad, too. I often heard, "Don't make me pull this car over." And we all knew what that meant (spanking). Sometimes he'd said, when we got older, "if I have to pull over, you're walking home. "
Those were such fun days. Camping ,swimming. We had to walk 4 miles to play with other kids. We didn't worry about stranger danger while walking to the neighbors house.
My mom would just come out to the sliding glass door and yell my name and then "Get your ass in the house or you're getting a size 7 up your backside!" Ahhh, the good old days.
@@Ontheroxxwithsalt no need for threats we just knew brothers and sisters would eat your dinner if you took to long . If we complained we got well you will know better next time not to be late 😅 same with complaints about what was served, she would just offer it to the others and you had to scrap to get it back.
The idea of staying inside the house on a summer day was ludicrous. Back in the 70's we went outside to play on rainy days. Probably because most of us didn't have air conditioning in the house and there was nothing on TV to watch until about 5pm. There was no internet. No video games. We went outside and used our imaginations to make each summer day an awesome summer day.
played in our creeks was in mud all day om would call us for Dinner but not worry about us till it got dark but being scared of the dark we were always home at dusk
I was born in 1965 and we had so much fun. If we got in trouble at school the principal would paddle you, we played dodge ball in gym( the ball was frigging hard), we played in the dirt collecting insects, worms, etc., rode our bikes with friends on the handlebars, rode in the back of trucks, sat on the armrest in the front seat, answered the door without looking outside, answered the phone without knowing who was calling, had to go outside and pick our own switch if we got in trouble, played on metal, not plastic playground equipment, stayed out til the streetlights came on, never played inside, never wanted to, if we wanted to know something, we went to the library, prayer in schools, pledge of allegiance in schools. It was just better all the way around.
And when you went to the grocery store. Everything was in glass. There was no plastic or very little. When you pushed the cart, you just hoped nothing broke.
Milk was often in a cardboard carton. When the 80s came around, they put the names and faces of missing children on them. We also used to get milk delivered to the house instead of getting it at the grocery store.
Yep, those 32 oz Coke bottles were HEAVY! An empty one was almost as heavy as a 1 liter is today. We had a little insulated metal box on our porch for the milk deliveries. We kids had to get the milk out and bring it in before school to put on our cereal. Edit to add: we had realistic looking (if you didn't look too close) toy cap guns, too.
I'm 57 now. I had a chopper bike, a pair of purple corduroys and the Bunty magazine. I was happy girl. My mother wouldn't allow us chewing gum, so we'd scrape it off the road with a lolly ice stick and pick out the grit. Love the video.
My sister and I raced towards a wad of gum we spotted on the sidewalk. I beat her to it and gloated as I popped it in my mouth. It was pretty fresh, lots of good chews left in it! I felt sorry for her and let her have it when I was done with it.
I couldn't knock on a friend's door until after 9. Parents wouldn't let me because I could wake someone up. Peeking in a window in the TV room if the light's on to see if a friend is up then tapping on the glass if he is... completely fine. Kids could be anywhere at any time, even in the 80s.
When the media began reporting on the news A.I.D.S. virus, HIV, the AIDS scare. The idea of a new, untreatable deadly disease from having sex was horrifying.
We've had a bunch of kids move into our neighborhood. They play outside until dark. The hit plastic balls in the neighborhood. They go to each other's houses. It's good to see and hear. I go sit on my truck tailgate watching them play ball. Makeshift bases and they have fun. They have a chance in life In my opinoin.
I was born in 1954 and while growing up, no one locked their doods, even at night. There was literally no crime in the suburbs and very little in downtown areas, until the mid to late 1960's.
Me at age 16 and a 14 year old friend went from Belgium to London without an adult with us to buy Dungeons and Dragons rule books. All it took was telling the tour bus driver our parents said it was oke. We called it "The Quest for Rule Books"
0:45 - Notice below that circular swing.... that's a concrete pad. And yes, we would often land on that. We didn't have anything soft to land on, it was either concrete or bare Earth. Either way, it would smart a bit when you bounced off of it. We didn't go running to parents unless we were bleeding. If that happened, the wound was wiped off, some liquid mercury (Mercurochrome) spread on it (which hurt worse than the initial cuts did), maybe a band aid if you were lucky, and sent right back out to do it again. 2:30 - This picture happened a LOT. A few cinderblocks, a wooden board (often with nails sticking out of it) used to make a ramp, a few brave kids laid down in front of it, and we'd see how many we could jump. Notice the man sitting on the porch smoking a cigarette. 3:35 - Yeah, that was another thing... if someone got injured but not badly, whomever saw it happen would laugh like crazy. No one got mad about it. 4:55 - Can confirm that "corporal punishment" was a thing! You get whacked a couple of times, and you learned to settle your ass down. Oh, another thing about schools, well, in this case High Schools.... they all had designated smoking sections outside where students and teachers could grab a smoke between classes or at lunch time. 7:05 - These two photos are from a movie called "The Bad News Bears" that came out in 1976. If you REALLY want to see what it was like to be a kid in the 1970s, watch that movie. There has been at least one remake of it, but the remake is shit compared to the original. I was the age of those kids in 1976 (9 years old), so I can attest to that being what it was like. 9:35 - I got my first pocket knife at 8 years old in 1975, along with a compass. I was taught how to use both (the knife, safely). 10:20 - If you want some nightmare fuel that we grew up with, look up "Sid and Marty Krofft" and check out some of their children's television shows from the early 1970s. Realize that we were less than 6 years old watching these, and to us, it was perfectly normal. 15:00 - Look closely, yes that is a beer can in that child's hand. This was not uncommon, but usually we didn't drink much of it. 15:05 - THIS thing was a death trap... but it was fun as Hell! We'd see how fast we could get it to spin before someone flew off of it. Also, I watch that channel and another like it, because it takes me down memory lane. I was born in 1967, so this was my childhood. Those channels touch on things you won't believe, but they are ALL true. Kids going into a store with money and a note were able to buy beer and cigarettes for their parents, without one being present. Our only real rule was "be home when the street lights came on". We had a key to the house because no one would be home when we got home from school. We were pretty feral back then. There was next to no supervision by adults, except at school.
Imagine in the late 60's early 70's traveling in a Volkswagen station wagon 7 kids 4 parents driving from NY to FL for 18 hours to go to Disney, no seat belts, no cell phones, videos, tv's - We entertained ourselves. Was an awesome time to grow up. This video was 100% accurate for the times, but we did so much more.
I was a teen in the 1970’s. I would take my battery powered record player to a woody part of the park and play Vietnam War music as loud as possible, sing along , and pray for Peace.
Evel Knievel was my first real childhood hero. That kid flying his bike off a ramp was definitely me. I’m 61 now and still amazed that I *never* broke any bones…
Ahh the 70s. I was 13 in 1970. I had a purple glitter stingray bike. Banana seat and cool handle bars. The front tire got stuck in a RR track. Fell, out my hand down to break my fall, I broke my arm. My younger sister and I were always out of the house. The best part of the 70s.. Music, music, music.
@@kirbysmith882 my Dad took me to pick it out. Small town, only 1 place to buy them. He laughed and said "are you sure?" He knew purple was my fav color but it was a boys bike lol
the worse one was wait till your father gets home him usually busting his arse all day to be told you had been naughty, god help you when the belt came off.
I grew up in the 90s, that was my childhood too. Ive moved to a nice neighborhood now where my 8 year old can go play with the neighborhood kids. Recently we had them come and ring the bell to ask for him, it brought tears to my eyes honestly. I WAS SO HAPPY to see this happen. Parents like me are trying to bring this life back for them, all the parents on the block are in a group on facebook so we can communicate with each other in case the kids all end up in one of our backyards and we cant see them on the street.
I was born in the 80's, grew up in the 90's and very early 2000's in London. Trust me, things were just different. We met at the park, got on our bikes, rode around, went climbing trees or making campsites in the woods, came home well after dark and everything was fine. And if it wasn't fine, we found a payphone and called our parents because we had our home numbers memorized and let them know we were staying out and where we were. There was just less danger, we were not worried about people. Life was different, it was easier, less things to worry about. Man, I miss it. Todays world really does seem like a step backwards.
No seat belts Everyone smoked indoors even in closed cars with kids present All our toys were toxic We were sent outside as soon as we had eaten, only came back for food No adult supervision at all My first time drinking alcohol was before i was 6 months old parent gave it to infants to make them sleep when we were sick. First time being drunk at 2 years old, the adults left the dining room after a party, so we kids drank all leftovers. I was at the emergency room all the time, no one kept you from climbing trees and/or riding your bike not using your hands
I grew up in the 70s and it was truly a wonderful experience. From my first big boy bike (a three speed), baseball. Then going after school to McDonald's and buying a Big Mac, fries and soda for $1.39. Those where great times.
Broke my arm in the 70s jumping ramps on my bike while my parents were out of town. My great uncle, who landed at Normandy in WW2, set my broke arm at the kitchen table. My parents didn't find out for 3 days when they came home and found me using a belt for a sling and took me and had a cast put on. We also used to jump off the roof trying to use umbrellas and trash bags as parachutes. Yeah they don't work lol.
Cruising the main drag as a teenager with the music on the radio or cassettes is what we did in the 70’s. It was awesome!!! The guys drove their beautiful cars up and down the main drag street and so did the girls in their cars. Many guys were lined up along the main drag street waving girls to pull over and talk to them. I could get a new date every week on Friday and Saturday nights.
I skated down a hill and hit the car at the bottom of the hill. My chin hit the bumper and i went under the car. My dad was laughing his ass off and i had my first stitches, aged 7.
I was born in 1960, so I was a preteen and teenager during the 70’s. Now I am 64 and I can tell you that the 1970’s was the best decade to grow up in!!! I miss those days!❤
A little story from the 60's. On PE day we, as a class of under 11yr olds, would be marched through the streets of London to a local playing field, wearing nothing but our knickers and vests (pants for boys, of course) - even in the freezing cold. Our limbs would literally turn purple, and being the days when teachers could hit you, if you misbehaved you got a slap on your legs, leaving a massive white hand mark. Didn't deter us from misbehaving though! 😅😅😅😅. Oh, and btw, if you got in trouble at school your parents wouldn't confront the teacher. It was you that got an extra telling off from mum or dad!
We played in the chemical fog from the mosquitoe man's truck. We played in ditches with standing water. My brothers tied a rope to a board and pulled each other around in the stagnant water. We walked to grade school and every neighbor kept and eye out and reported to your mom if you did something wrong. I miss those days
I was born in 1960 and I remember all of that. I got My first concussion in grade 4 recess with a clash of heads between me and kid playing touch football. We played "hide and go seek" at night. Kids completely alone out at night and purposely getting out of sight. That today would be ripe for child abduction. Our lives revolved around pick up sports. The sport just changed with the weather. Baseball...touch football...hockey and so on. We absolutely lived outside and rode out bikes everywhere. I loved every single minute of it!
I grew up in the 70s and 80s... I'd love to be a kid again back then. Still have some nice scars to remind me of how great it was! We got dirty, bruised, and sometimes things got broken or bloody, but we had a blast doing it!
im a 1973 Aussie kid, you went out to play, be home by dark. Mum didnt care where we were. If you got hurt , walk it off. School trips, 1 or 2 adults for 30 kids. Outside and thirtsy? Drink from the hose. The dishwashing liquid not only went on the trampoline, but also the slide, the Merry go rounds and anything else we wanted to see how fast you could go, or if you could hold on. We rode our bikes on the road with the cars, no pads, helmets and sometimes no brakes. Ahhh I miss it lol
Born in 66. Be home before the street lights came on. We use to play roller derby on conrete and no padding or helmuts. If you fell, you just got up and continued playing with blood wounds or head injuries. God bless my mother, she made me a crochet helmut to protect my head. I use to hide it in the bushes and wear it before I went home. My favorite roller derby skater was Skinny Minnie Miller.
As Australian kids in the 70s during summer would make grass fort in long dry grass never thought of snakes. The other fun was my father and our cousins lived next door and our homes backed on to forest and we spent every weekend rushing through the tracks on the back of a ute (traytop) no rego no seatbelts not road worthy
I was born in ‘73, so my childhood was 70’s & 80’s. What a great time to be a kid. I have 2 gen Z kids and I tell them all the time that I wish I could Marty McFly them back in time and leave them there because they would love it.
I wanted to add that we didn't have water in a bottle . You either used the garden hose or if you came inside you used your Tupperware cup . You better not get one of mom's glasses dirty .
All true! We did stuff that was fun, dangerous, challenging which jus allowed us to be kids! Guess what? We survived and are so much better off for it!
I was born in 1969 and grew up in a very small community where it seems half the town was related to us somehow. Our parents always were told when someone saw us doing something we shouldn't have been. Lots of memories, but for me, it's the scent memories that are strongest. The smell of old homes, fresh picked garden vegetables, my grandma always eating raw green bell peppers. I can't smell them without thinking of her. And the way the grocery store smelled. That old dusty type smell along with the smell of the butchering going on the back because meat was cut into steaks or ground in the store. Also fun was our trampoline. My dad dug a hole in the ground, so ours was a bit safer, but he didn't think about the fact that it was under a pear tree. I used to climb up in that tree and bomb my siblings with hard green pears when they were on the trampoline. There were so many games we played outside, using our imagination. Those long road trips weren't bad. We had a station wagon, put the seats down and put blankets on the floor where we all sat. We played games like I Spy, tried to see car tags from other states, read books and if we were good my mom would hand back a piece of candy for each of us from time to time.
We had to make up our own entertainment & creativity was key. I was kicked off the school bus & had to walk back to town. I was 5 miles from town - 5 miles from home, so I had to start walking.
Si ce i was a toddler, my pocket knife has been an every day carry. Even at school back then. No one was using their pocket knife to hurt people. We used them to make slingshots to hut people
Born in '77 in Canada and most of that was accurate for here too. I remember my brother, sister and I getting the brilliant idea one day to go visit one of our aunts who lived an hours walk away from us. None of us thought about calling ahead to see if anybody was home. We walked there, knocked at the door and realized nobody was home. We hadn't told our mom where we were going, but we just turned around and walked back home. For car rides, if you grew up without tablets and cell phones, you would have been used to that for car rides. We'd bring books to read, snacks to eat, or some kind of game we could safely play in the car. For the most part we also loved looking at the sights around us. Watching to see if we'll spot a deer or a moose etc..
I was a child in the 70s and I had fun. My friends and I would be outside playing most of the day, we would sometimes climb the trees and sit on them, or climb on the roof and sit , and over look the neighborhood. 8-14-2024(Wed)
The participation trophy started with Xennials and were going strong with Millenials. A lot of parents at that time only saw the bad side of competition and thought all competition was bad for kids. Gen Z inherited the participationtrophy thing, but most of the GenZ I know largely ignore it like you explained. They made things competitive even when officials didn’t. They understood the point of competition and recognized good sportsmanship. You got the best of both worlds.
Born in 71, had 4 brothers and a sister. We rode gas powered go karts, mini bikes, bicycles, skateboards all without helmets or pads. BMX biked, jumped off anything high i.e. roofs, trees, swings and playground equipment. Shot BB guns, bow and arrows. Made flaming torches by raiding the garage for anything flammable and mixing it all together. Made home made “fireworks” by stealing some of dad’s bullets, pulling the bullet out of the casing with pliers and pouring the powder into spent Co2 cartridges. Could blow a mailbox out of the ground. None of us ever broke a bone, lost an eye, got burnt or anything of the sort. Just some occasional cut, scratch or bump. We all survived just fine.
I was born in 59 turning 65 next month, wouldn't trade that time for nothing they have now!! We lived life like children should do. I'm the oldest of seven children that had two sets of twins, we had our own parade when we went biking!! Lol We had a yard full of bikes when our friends came over, to jump trash cans and each other on our bikes. Because Evel Knievel was our hero. When we wasn't on our bikes, we were in the woods playing. Our grade school had the merry-go-round mounted to our parking lot asphalt. Our county park had a twenty-foot slide, don't see that happening in these times, our kids are weak as water now days!! Lol Had my first knife at eight, when I became a cub scout, joined the US Army in 1977 at the age of 17 with parents permission. Our parents acted like parents, they didn't act like our best friends, you know if you spare the rod, you spoil the child. We had no school shootings back then, now you can see why.
I was a child of the 70s born in 68 and didn't realize how great we had it 😢😊 There were a few times i went to my friends two blocks over without telling anyone and my grandpa showed up there looking for me 😂
Man we had it good. We roamed over miles, didn’t come home till dusk..we saw the birth of Rap, Hip Hop, Punk Rock..it was an amazing time to be a kid. ❤️🔥
All is true. It builds character and strength, survival, increased people skills, they learned co operation and it made you TOUGH. I remember playing on the money bars…..over concrete! It improved balance and area awareness, all you had to do..is fall once. Never again…move over Tarzan.
I loved being a kid in the 70's. We walked and biked everywhere. We were more afraid of stay animals coming at us, then people wanting to kidnap us. My daughter had alot more things than I had, but I definitely had more freedoms.
GEN-X 1968. There's a reason they called us "the last of the feral children". Oh, and the reason we drank from the water hose is because our parents told us to "stay inside or outside". If you kept running inside to get water your Mom would make you stay inside! There were only 3 reasons you stayed inside the house; 2)You were sick. 2)You were being punished. 3)The weather was too bad to be outside. Seriously, that's the only reasons, GEN-X, where y'all at?✊🏾
When we were kids during the summer in the 70's, we would throw a canteen over our shoulder and head out across the desert on our bicycles until sundown. One time, this whimpy kid Robbie crashed his bicycle down into a wash, crying that he hurt his shoulder. We all called him a wuss. We found out later, he broke his collar bone. We all laughed so hard, that our stomachs were hurting. 🤣
Born in 66. My parents had no idea where I was from 1978 - 1984
Don't lie. You came home long enough to eat and sleep most days. 🤣🤣🤣
Same here 66 weekends and holidays my parents did not have a clue we got into trouble and we ha to get out of trouble which teaches negotiation and compromise we fell out of friends for a hour then you were friends again we had no internet or mobile phones we went out after breakfast came back for 10 minutes for lunch then back out till evening, you did not not stay out later because you would get the strap or the slipper. I could go on more but hay I will shut up now.
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born 67 likewise parents did know. The one rule was if mom said be home for dinner, you had better be home for dinner. pretty much everything in this video was my childhood.
Outside until the street lights came on and the neighbor parents could discipline you...loved my childhood. I feel sorry for kids today.
I was born in '71. All I can say is I'm really missing the world I grew up in.
I'm 71 as well and I miss the 80's and 90's but time. I grew up in Southern California it was awesome until politics got involved.
if you knew how much I understand you my friend how boring this period is I'm really glad I'm not 15 today and I had them in 86 . I don't know how we survived but we had a f... good time . from a middle-aged Frenchman 🐸
ABSOLUTELY RIGHT
I'm 72 and hoping someone invents a time machine.
Amen! Born in th 60s.
he forgot to mention that other parents and neighbors was able to punish the kids to
Oh yes
Damn straight they could..it was encouraged. You messed up one time but ended up with numerous whoopings for it by the time it was over.
Sorry, neighbours were never allowed to punish someone else's chlldren - that was on the parents and by God you did get punished.
a mom from blocks away would phone your mom if you were up to stuff!!!
@@elitet3359 My parents gave the neighbors permission, lol. We had ALL eyes on us at all times.
I was born 1960. Im a female and i had a pocket knife when i was six, had my own ax, chopped wood, always had matches, fishing pole. True tomboy and it was okay. Nobody ever said i was a lesbian, which i am not. But boys had the best toys and a lot more fun than the girls. We rode our schwin bikes from dawn to dusk. We had our chores to do then out the door. Lunch was stolen fruit and out of our parents gardens. We respected and honored our parents. And in return they knew that when we went out to play we respected others and nature. True wild childs. And i wouldnt trade it for nothing.
I was born in 1960 as well, great times. I always liked going fishing with the guys, because if I took my girl friends, I was stuck putting the worm on the hook for them and taking any fish off if they caught any! I was the youngest of 4 and the only girl, 😊. Miss those days!
@@RuthMagouirk-mp2sv I had a friend named Shannon, who was a Tomboy.. she was really cool. We played with our star wars figures together and she always kicked my butt playing soccer.
@@lutherkilmer7193 We didn't play soccer, but I played football, baseball and basketball. With street rules. Best times I ever had.
63. Owned a pocket knife at the age of 7, a rifle at the age of 10, a used dirt bike (motorcycle, not BMX) at the age of 13. I had a girlfriend that lived 18 miles away at the age of 15, I went to see her at least once a week on a Schwinn Varsity 10 speed until I was 16 and got my car and drivers licence.
That free country is long gone. Gen z has no idea what it means to live in a free country, or to have the self discipline, values, or grasp of responsibility that goes along with it. Want to know why there is so much crime and so many mass shootings? Because risk, consequences, responsibility, and character, are things that today's youth are banned from experiencing.
I was also born in 1960 and my favorite things to do was climb trees, ride bikes and skateboards, and that was when skateboards were small! I was always called a tomboy too! Nowadays, if a girl acts like a tomboy, someone would try to convince her that she was born in the wrong body!🤦♀️
I miss the 70’s, that was the best decade!!!❤
I was a 70's teenager.... today my parents would probably be in jail. We survived childhood in style - had friends who broke bones, had to have air gun pellets dug out them, even once a lad had a spear gun spear through his foot. We respected authority - because we knew we would get a slap if we did not. Great life.
Man, your worse fear was always getting into a situation so bad that, you had to bother your parents and ruin the rest of your day if not week plus, they would call your friends parents and they would get busted out as well and the entire neighborhood would know that you f'up and even if the other parents wouldn't come at you about it, they sure give you that "look" of knowing and it would make you very embarrassed about your actions. With that, chances are you would never be making that mistake again. haha. Yes, Grownups were a different species, you respected them and did as told without backtalking, we never knew what they were up to and that was fine with us because, they gave us freedom to do what we wanted (as long as you did not cause trouble in the neighborhood).
One of my friends got a lawn dart in his foot...good times! 😊
I agree. I wore my dad’s belt more than he did.
@@lindajane8962 I still have a BB in my ass cheek from the 80's. Gotta agree great times.
So true 🤣. The air gun pellet comment brought back memories.
I was 10 years old and my friend and I would ride our bikes 8 miles one way to the next town over. No helmets, no water bottles, no sunscreen, no phone or even ID. We’d be gone all day. Stopping to play in the woods, get a drink of water from the stream, playing with dogs along the way. I don’t think my Mom ever knew we’d gone so far, just so we were home by dark was the only rule. Nobody ever bothered us two little girls, and nobody questioned what we were doing out alone.
Same in Australia. Covered big distances by bike and literally only had to be home by dark even in Summer. Without phones obviously we could be anywhere. It's a freedom children sadly will never know again. Think of all the problems we had to solve ourselves!
Same here in New Zealand, we used to get on our bikes at 8am and not go home until dinner, nobody had a clue where we were or what we were doing. I feel sorry for kids today, they’re not allowed to be free.
Same here. Our town had no movie theater, and a bigger town 10 miles away had like a 4 or 5 screen theater, so we'd ride 10 miles, get a cone of Thrifty's ice cream and sneak it into the theater, then after the movie we'd ride back home.
Man, I never would have thought growing up in the 70's and 80's would have been the pinacle of childhood.
@@5thhorseman559 it was god damned awesome!
The AIDS scare of the 80’s, he’s talking about AIDS or HIV. It hit in the 80’s and it was an absolute death sentence.
As kids, we were nearly feral. But we had a lot of self discipline kids today don’t seem to. We balanced an extraordinary amount of freedom and recklessness with rules/boundaries and fear of consequences. There were times we injured ourselves pretty good but managed to hide it from our parents until it was healing decently. We learned our lesson, no need to tell mom you got hurt so she can tell you you’re not allowed to do it again.
The AIDS scare of the 80’s, he’s talking about AIDS or HIV. It hit in the 80’s and it was an absolute death sentence.
As kids, we were nearly feral. But we had a lot of self discipline kids today don’t seem to. We balanced an extraordinary amount of freedom and recklessness with rules/boundaries and fear of consequences. There were times we injured ourselves pretty good but managed to hide it from our parents until it was healing decently. We learned our lesson, no need to tell mom you got hurt so she can tell you you’re not allowed to do it again.
At 10 I was riding around the fields going miles from home on 3-wheelers which have since been outlawed because they were too dangerous. They were replaced with 4-where’s, also known as quads.
you missed out.
@@lindaostrom570 nope, I lived it 😃
I'm sixty one years old. So yeah. I remember all of these experiences. It was such a great time to be a kid.
Sure was
Tons of friends in the neighborhood to play with. You name it, we did it. To this very day, I love riding my bike, although I no longer have my Stingray with a banana seat.
I am a boomer. We played out everyday after school. The rule was street lights on everyone home. We didn't have seat belts, knee pads, helmets etc. Yeah we got hurt but we survived. We had a blast but we respected our parents and authority figures, including school, police etc. We didn't have technology which I see now was a blessing. We actually talked in person to our friends and neighbors. Nobody texted or posted anything to social media. When did society become fragile marshmallows who need to be validated every moment by some unknown person in their phone.
….street lights? In the summer….when the street lights came on, it was time for hide and seek…or kick the can……the night was still young…..when our mom’s yelled for us to come in we usually claimed we didn’t hear her the first two times she yelled….
Yep, I can still hear my mom yelling my name, as I was down the hill playing stick ball in the middle of the street with all of my friends. @johnjenkins7497
@@johnjenkins7497 Yes, we just had to be in your yard when the street lights came on ...
@@ghorloch2014 …remember “ launching” the lightest kids into the air….or taking a large sheet of wax paper to sit on when going down the large slide….man, you could get up some speed….
When we got hurt we would show it off , and then on to our next adventure,
No seat belts, piled up in the back of a station wagon. No bike helmets -only dweebs wore protective gear. I would call my mom at work and tell her I was going out biking through town and she’d say “ok but be back home before I get there.” No barriers on trampolines.
And the car was blue with cigarette smoke and ashes in the back window!
I wish we had a barrier on our trampoline though. Playing knockoff where we shoved each other in air to see who is left on the trampoline and I end up straddling a spring. They didn't stop jumping so things of mine got rather damaged.
Was fun back then. Ride in back of a pick up no worries
My grandfather had a station wagon. He would drop door the back and we sat on it, legs dangling. Loved riding to the beach like that.
We traveled from North Carolina to New Jersey with 8 children in the back seat. We fell asleep on the floor of the car.
The 70's was the best fun of my life!! Sleep overs, summer camps, town swimming pools, stayed outside all day. All kids parents kept an eye out on all of us. We learned to be a team, comprise, share, support and loyalty meant. I'm so glad I experienced it!
YEP!! All Facts.. I was born in 1958 I LOVED the 70's Those were the days My Friend
me too n yep ! peace
Me 58
Had a blast the good old days...
" I thought they'd never end." 😊
@@sunisbest1234 We'd sing and dance forever and a day 😄
@@Dixie65" we'd live the life we chose," 😁
We didn't think "danger was a thing" - we never considered that "playing" was dangerous - it was just fun! lol
We did grow up freer than children now it’s sad. We did everything we could to avoid our parents noticing us during the day so we kept our scrapes to ourselves. You only went home if you couldn’t stop the bleeding. I think we have kind of destroyed our children’s youth. Of course they are anxious, but let’s be real adults did this too the kids . Children didn’t change parents did
Lol my sister hid her broken collarbone for 2 days because she was doing something she was specifically told not to 😂
And if you did go home to stop the bleeding,they patched you up,and sent you out again.
Born in 63. The 60’s 70’s and 80’s were great and the music was amazing. Real musicians, songwriters and artists. Concerts were affordable. We bought albums and would go to each other’s homes to listen to them. We had family dinner every night during the week and went to church on Sunday. We had chores to do every day. In my home, there was no fast food or even soft drinks. It was milk, sweet tea or water…maybe Koolaid. It was a real treat to eat out. We would get our allowance on Saturday and we’d walk or ride bike to a nearby store (1-2 miles) and get a soft drink and something sweet. We knew some short cuts through some yards and the families were usually cool with it. We didn’t cause any trouble or vandalize anything. We were all taught to respect others…parents, friends parents, teachers, principals and any authority figure or officer. Family vacation was always the same week every year and we’d go to Myrtle Beach. We were free to do whatever we wanted as long as we were at the cafeteria for meal times and before it got dark. We still did things together as a family, but mostly my brother and I were out making new friends and mom and dad got to have some alone time. 😉😉 We didn’t need instant gratification and we didn’t need to be entertained. When we went on long trips, we talked, enjoyed the scenery, made up games or sang songs. The same type of trips where kids all need iPhones, iPads and dvd players to entertain them. I’ve been in those cars during that time and the adults would want their kids to look at something out the window and the kids would miss it or NOT be impressed. It’s ridiculous and young people are missing out on so much going on around them and real connections with other people. Living in a virtual world may have some benefits, but it shouldn’t occupy so much of a young person’s life.
@@smg3253 I remember getting a new album and writing down the songs we liked. We’d have to listen to it and then take the needle off of it. Write it down and put it back on. Try to find where it was and listen to the next part, write it down, etc. Then, when we wanted to sing the song, we’d get my huge tape recorder and sing on it. I really miss those days.
It was all about the freedom. We weren’t micromanaged or coddled. I’m grateful I got to live through it.
You described it perfectly!
I was born in 1957 and was a kid in the 60s. It was the same stuff in the 60s. I was a teen in the 70s, but life was still slower paced and chill.
Same, and I concur with your assessment.
Same here.
There were no phones to carry. No computers we were on our own. And had alot of fun. Nobody locked there doors.
Where I grew up in the 60s, we did not lock our doors.
@@watchmanonthewall14😂😂
@@CPACK1 I forgot 😮 but we didn't either, not regularly at least 🤔🤔 thats a strange thing for me to forget 😐
I miss the 70s great times with friends no internet
I was born in 1966, my childhood was so much fun, so carefree. Us neighborhood kids would all be together, playing outside for hours, we knew as the sun started going down, we'd better get our butts home.
Be home by dusk
Pocket knife at 10 because we were usually in scouting and you needed one to make things like tent stakes, cut up rope or twine to make a lean-to, trim wicks for lanterns, cut cloth for bandages.
Long rides had road games like who saw the most Volkswagen bugs first, or vehicles with one headlight out, who could go from a to z first by road signs. Usually had the radio on, took comic books, coloring books, if we went to another state my dad stopped at the first rest stop and picked up brochures about the state and different things in the state. Cracker jacks actually had toys in them, tiny cars,trolls,rings,planes. Now you get a joke and maybe a sticker.
Heh, mine was to cut the twine on hay bails. Became my job, neighbor was an elderly woman who had lost her husband but, owned a small farm, like two cows, a pig, some chickens and a horse. Hey, I got paid a quarter a day and that was plenty to snag candy at the small gas station (was a few miles away but, just a daily trek for us on bike or horse back). Nice job for a 9yrl, going over and doing the twine cutting and "heavy lifting" like hauling buckets of feed and breaking open the hay bales into flakes for the cows and horse, collecting the eggs. lol. 9yr old though, my sister helped to sometimes because, she wanted a quarter too.
Ha! "Be careful, don't cut yourself," said Dad as he handed me my first Cub Scout knife. Ten minutes later I was hiking through the woods, waiting for my finger to stop bleeding.
We used to spell out words from car registration plates when I was a kid in 80s
Park benches gut rot cider and hash in 90s 😅
Getting a b>cycle gave you freedom.
On car rides we had contests see who would get the most out-of-state license plates...or if we could get semi drivers to blow their horns.
Yup and I keep my knives razor sharp, nothing more dangerous than a dull knife...😅
As someone who was born in 1970 and grew up in this era, all I can say is IT WAS AWESOME!!!!! This is the main reason why most Gen X are tough as nails, don't get butt hurt, and laugh at your lame insults coming from younger generations of today. My best time was the 80's. I got to experience the birth of thrash metal, hard core rap (N.W.A., Public Enemy etc etc etc) as well as being part of that rebellious teenage attitude back then. Much has definitely changed since then and today's society is just nothing but a sorry excuse of a clown show world wide. Now that we are older, these same Gen X are more pissed off with what we are being forced to accept due to cry babies that should still be in diapers believing they are entitled........ yeah entitled to major ass whooping like we used to get as kids, in front of our friends, by our mother's!!!!!
Good times!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤘😎🤘🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸
You're exactly right it was awesome and if we didn't perform our parents said well you didn't work hard enough and if you didn't like how that felt they said Change It and stop whining
I had a Rambo knife at 8 years old. It had a compass, fishing string and hook, matches and we also had ninja throwing stars and pellet guns as well. We never got arrested or shot anyone because we were raised with COMMON SENSE AND LOGIC
Exactly, WE GEN XERS ARE THE LAST OF GREAT AMERICANS.
We aren’t easily offended and our sense of humor is dark and hilarious!
The only time anyone got an award for just showing up to school was the person who showed up every single day. It was called "Perfect Attendance." That kid didn't miss a single day of school. They weren't out sick, or go to a doctor's appointment in the middle of the day, nothing. They showed up for school EVERY SINGLE DAY that school was in session.
European gen-x here born 1973 ..By the time i was 25 yr I had already traveled all over the world with my backpack Asia Europe and even Australia, done mandatory 13 months military service worked loads of shitty low payed jobs for experience saved some money studied at university and started looking for that dream job i studied for and dreamed of..i did it all by myself.
Growing up in the 70ties and 80ties made us independent and strong in will and full of life experience and fighting spirit.
Compare that to with a 25 year old today who seems to have wasted most of their precious youth time with gaming internet socialmedia and youtube and seems to lack all life experience and drive in life
Dad’s arm reaching back didn’t scare me because he was driving. Mom turning around meant someone was getting a leg hit. If that happened twice dad pulled over and you got a spanking.
OMG!!! Dad tried to smack us (back seat) while he was driving, but he couldn't do it, because he was using the mirror which was opposite from reality.....but trying to keep the laughter inside us was impossible......
It was usually my dad, too. I often heard, "Don't make me pull this car over." And we all knew what that meant (spanking). Sometimes he'd said, when we got older, "if I have to pull over, you're walking home. "
Speak for your self my mouth got the back of his hand few times
In my house it was when mom said "Get in the bath" and you mouthed off and she wet her hand in the running water and slapped your backside. CRACK!!!!
@@bakedjesus1177 Your Dad got skills!!!
He’s not calling y’all soft. He’s stating facts. You get in trouble out of the home you got a good beating when you got home.
I was a teenager in the 70s...best era ever...(happy to keep them best era memories ever,,) I was lucky being young in the best era ever....the 70s
Those were such fun days. Camping ,swimming. We had to walk 4 miles to play with other kids. We didn't worry about stranger danger while walking to the neighbors house.
Actually, there was stranger danger even in those days, but it was much more rare than it is now.
Best fun back then and best music!
On council estates in England, the time to go in was when the street lights came on. That applied to everyone of school age.
Same in the states
Yup was the same here in the u.s.
Or when your dad came out on the porch and did his whistle! Oops time to get home.
My mom would just come out to the sliding glass door and yell my name and then "Get your ass in the house or you're getting a size 7 up your backside!" Ahhh, the good old days.
@@Ontheroxxwithsalt no need for threats we just knew brothers and sisters would eat your dinner if you took to long . If we complained we got well you will know better next time not to be late 😅 same with complaints about what was served, she would just offer it to the others and you had to scrap to get it back.
The idea of staying inside the house on a summer day was ludicrous. Back in the 70's we went outside to play on rainy days. Probably because most of us didn't have air conditioning in the house and there was nothing on TV to watch until about 5pm. There was no internet. No video games. We went outside and used our imaginations to make each summer day an awesome summer day.
Yes, we were outside most of the day, playing with friends and riding bikes.
played in our creeks was in mud all day om would call us for Dinner but not worry about us till it got dark but being scared of the dark we were always home at dusk
I was born in 1965 and we had so much fun. If we got in trouble at school the principal would paddle you, we played dodge ball in gym( the ball was frigging hard), we played in the dirt collecting insects, worms, etc., rode our bikes with friends on the handlebars, rode in the back of trucks, sat on the armrest in the front seat, answered the door without looking outside, answered the phone without knowing who was calling, had to go outside and pick our own switch if we got in trouble, played on metal, not plastic playground equipment, stayed out til the streetlights came on, never played inside, never wanted to, if we wanted to know something, we went to the library, prayer in schools, pledge of allegiance in schools. It was just better all the way around.
And when you went to the grocery store. Everything was in glass. There was no plastic or very little. When you pushed the cart, you just hoped nothing broke.
Milk was often in a cardboard carton. When the 80s came around, they put the names and faces of missing children on them. We also used to get milk delivered to the house instead of getting it at the grocery store.
Yep, those 32 oz Coke bottles were HEAVY! An empty one was almost as heavy as a 1 liter is today. We had a little insulated metal box on our porch for the milk deliveries. We kids had to get the milk out and bring it in before school to put on our cereal.
Edit to add: we had realistic looking (if you didn't look too close) toy cap guns, too.
1966 here all 100% true. It was wonderful. Greetings from Belgium
I'm 57 now. I had a chopper bike, a pair of purple corduroys and the Bunty magazine. I was happy girl. My mother wouldn't allow us chewing gum, so we'd scrape it off the road with a lolly ice stick and pick out the grit. Love the video.
My sister and I raced towards a wad of gum we spotted on the sidewalk. I beat her to it and gloated as I popped it in my mouth. It was pretty fresh, lots of good chews left in it! I felt sorry for her and let her have it when I was done with it.
I couldn't knock on a friend's door until after 9. Parents wouldn't let me because I could wake someone up. Peeking in a window in the TV room if the light's on to see if a friend is up then tapping on the glass if he is... completely fine. Kids could be anywhere at any time, even in the 80s.
I was born in 1956, you have NO IDEA!!!
Born in '57. Likely some similar memories.
@@watchmanonthewall141957 also.
I’m a boomer and I got lots of chuckles from your reactions about things I just took for granted.
When the media began reporting on the news A.I.D.S. virus, HIV, the AIDS scare.
The idea of a new, untreatable deadly disease from having sex was horrifying.
We've had a bunch of kids move into our neighborhood. They play outside until dark. The hit plastic balls in the neighborhood. They go to each other's houses. It's good to see and hear. I go sit on my truck tailgate watching them play ball. Makeshift bases and they have fun. They have a chance in life In my opinoin.
Child of the 70’s here 🖐 Such great memories 🥰 How I wish I could take my kids back in time to when life was s care free & kids could be kids 😊
I was born in 1954 and while growing up, no one locked their doods, even at night. There was literally no crime in the suburbs and very little in downtown areas, until the mid to late 1960's.
Me at age 16 and a 14 year old friend went from Belgium to London without an adult with us to buy Dungeons and Dragons rule books. All it took was telling the tour bus driver our parents said it was oke. We called it "The Quest for Rule Books"
0:45 - Notice below that circular swing.... that's a concrete pad. And yes, we would often land on that. We didn't have anything soft to land on, it was either concrete or bare Earth. Either way, it would smart a bit when you bounced off of it. We didn't go running to parents unless we were bleeding. If that happened, the wound was wiped off, some liquid mercury (Mercurochrome) spread on it (which hurt worse than the initial cuts did), maybe a band aid if you were lucky, and sent right back out to do it again.
2:30 - This picture happened a LOT. A few cinderblocks, a wooden board (often with nails sticking out of it) used to make a ramp, a few brave kids laid down in front of it, and we'd see how many we could jump. Notice the man sitting on the porch smoking a cigarette.
3:35 - Yeah, that was another thing... if someone got injured but not badly, whomever saw it happen would laugh like crazy. No one got mad about it.
4:55 - Can confirm that "corporal punishment" was a thing! You get whacked a couple of times, and you learned to settle your ass down. Oh, another thing about schools, well, in this case High Schools.... they all had designated smoking sections outside where students and teachers could grab a smoke between classes or at lunch time.
7:05 - These two photos are from a movie called "The Bad News Bears" that came out in 1976. If you REALLY want to see what it was like to be a kid in the 1970s, watch that movie. There has been at least one remake of it, but the remake is shit compared to the original. I was the age of those kids in 1976 (9 years old), so I can attest to that being what it was like.
9:35 - I got my first pocket knife at 8 years old in 1975, along with a compass. I was taught how to use both (the knife, safely).
10:20 - If you want some nightmare fuel that we grew up with, look up "Sid and Marty Krofft" and check out some of their children's television shows from the early 1970s. Realize that we were less than 6 years old watching these, and to us, it was perfectly normal.
15:00 - Look closely, yes that is a beer can in that child's hand. This was not uncommon, but usually we didn't drink much of it.
15:05 - THIS thing was a death trap... but it was fun as Hell! We'd see how fast we could get it to spin before someone flew off of it.
Also, I watch that channel and another like it, because it takes me down memory lane. I was born in 1967, so this was my childhood. Those channels touch on things you won't believe, but they are ALL true. Kids going into a store with money and a note were able to buy beer and cigarettes for their parents, without one being present. Our only real rule was "be home when the street lights came on". We had a key to the house because no one would be home when we got home from school. We were pretty feral back then. There was next to no supervision by adults, except at school.
Imagine in the late 60's early 70's traveling in a Volkswagen station wagon 7 kids 4 parents driving from NY to FL for 18 hours to go to Disney, no seat belts, no cell phones, videos, tv's - We entertained ourselves. Was an awesome time to grow up. This video was 100% accurate for the times, but we did so much more.
I was a teen in the 1970’s. I would take my battery powered record player to a woody part of the park and play Vietnam War music as loud as possible, sing along , and pray for Peace.
Evel Knievel was my first real childhood hero. That kid flying his bike off a ramp was definitely me. I’m 61 now and still amazed that I *never* broke any bones…
Ahh the 70s. I was 13 in 1970. I had a purple glitter stingray bike. Banana seat and cool handle bars. The front tire got stuck in a RR track. Fell, out my hand down to break my fall, I broke my arm. My younger sister and I were always out of the house. The best part of the 70s.. Music, music, music.
I had the same model and color bike.
@@kirbysmith882 To say I loved that bike was an understatememnt. I got a 10 speed Peugeot in my teens.
@@Fuphyter my brother made fun of me because it was purple. I just told him that I'm a Vikings fan.
@@kirbysmith882 my Dad took me to pick it out. Small town, only 1 place to buy them. He laughed and said "are you sure?" He knew purple was my fav color but it was a boys bike lol
don't make me stop this car!
the worse one was wait till your father gets home him usually busting his arse all day to be told you had been naughty, god help you when the belt came off.
Born 68
70 80s teen
Loved it
Cherished it
Made me who I am in today...
I did this with my kids in the 2000s - I sent them outside together on Saturdays. They had to be able to hear me when I called them. They loved it
I grew up in the 90s, that was my childhood too. Ive moved to a nice neighborhood now where my 8 year old can go play with the neighborhood kids. Recently we had them come and ring the bell to ask for him, it brought tears to my eyes honestly. I WAS SO HAPPY to see this happen. Parents like me are trying to bring this life back for them, all the parents on the block are in a group on facebook so we can communicate with each other in case the kids all end up in one of our backyards and we cant see them on the street.
I was born in the 80's, grew up in the 90's and very early 2000's in London. Trust me, things were just different. We met at the park, got on our bikes, rode around, went climbing trees or making campsites in the woods, came home well after dark and everything was fine. And if it wasn't fine, we found a payphone and called our parents because we had our home numbers memorized and let them know we were staying out and where we were. There was just less danger, we were not worried about people. Life was different, it was easier, less things to worry about. Man, I miss it. Todays world really does seem like a step backwards.
No seat belts
Everyone smoked indoors even in closed cars with kids present
All our toys were toxic
We were sent outside as soon as we had eaten, only came back for food
No adult supervision at all
My first time drinking alcohol was before i was 6 months old parent gave it to infants to make them sleep when we were sick.
First time being drunk at 2 years old, the adults left the dining room after a party, so we kids drank all leftovers.
I was at the emergency room all the time, no one kept you from climbing trees and/or riding your bike not using your hands
I got so many ashes in my eyes lol.
My mom smoked when pregnant with me. Growing up, I second-hand smoked two packs a day. I never did smoke on my own. Too nasty.
MY sisters and i were in the ER so often that the ER nurses greeted my dad by name when we walked in.
I grew up in the 70s and it was truly a wonderful experience. From my first big boy bike (a three speed), baseball. Then going after school to McDonald's and buying a Big Mac, fries and soda for $1.39. Those where great times.
As somebody that grew up through the 80s and 90s, we were always outside. We were never end.
Broke my arm in the 70s jumping ramps on my bike while my parents were out of town. My great uncle, who landed at Normandy in WW2, set my broke arm at the kitchen table. My parents didn't find out for 3 days when they came home and found me using a belt for a sling and took me and had a cast put on. We also used to jump off the roof trying to use umbrellas and trash bags as parachutes. Yeah they don't work lol.
We sometimes ( when the snow was deep enough) would walk up the neighbor’s roof and jump off into the snow banks.
Born in 60. Had the best childhood! I wouldn't trade it for anything!!! 😂❤❤❤
I'm a few older than you. Probably similar experiences.
I was born at the end of '61, and seeing how things are now I wouldn't trade my childhood for anything.
Cruising the main drag as a teenager with the music on the radio or cassettes is what we did in the 70’s. It was awesome!!!
The guys drove their beautiful cars up and down the main drag street and so did the girls in their cars. Many guys were lined up along the main drag street waving girls to pull over and talk to them.
I could get a new date every week on Friday and Saturday nights.
1972 for me i still cant belive how far away it seems like. I loved growing up in a time when people were so much more geniune.
I was a 70s kid. Riding bikes and roller skating all day. Playing with friends and staying out until dark or when the street lights came on.
Roller skating in the street....no helmets no pads 💯
Just you, skates and the hard roadway 🤓
I skated down a hill and hit the car at the bottom of the hill. My chin hit the bumper and i went under the car. My dad was laughing his ass off and i had my first stitches, aged 7.
Yes, roller skating! I still have the scars to prove it. Our street had slate sidewalks and if you don't think that made for a fast skate...
I was born in 1960, so I was a preteen and teenager during the 70’s.
Now I am 64 and I can tell you that the 1970’s was the best decade to grow up in!!! I miss those days!❤
The only electronics we had to play with, was when we went to the arcade.
A little story from the 60's. On PE day we, as a class of under 11yr olds, would be marched through the streets of London to a local playing field, wearing nothing but our knickers and vests (pants for boys, of course) - even in the freezing cold. Our limbs would literally turn purple, and being the days when teachers could hit you, if you misbehaved you got a slap on your legs, leaving a massive white hand mark. Didn't deter us from misbehaving though! 😅😅😅😅. Oh, and btw, if you got in trouble at school your parents wouldn't confront the teacher. It was you that got an extra telling off from mum or dad!
We played in the chemical fog from the mosquitoe man's truck. We played in ditches with standing water. My brothers tied a rope to a board and pulled each other around in the stagnant water. We walked to grade school and every neighbor kept and eye out and reported to your mom if you did something wrong. I miss those days
I was born in 1960 and I remember all of that. I got My first concussion in grade 4 recess with a clash of heads between me and kid playing touch football. We played "hide and go seek" at night. Kids completely alone out at night and purposely getting out of sight. That today would be ripe for child abduction. Our lives revolved around pick up sports. The sport just changed with the weather. Baseball...touch football...hockey and so on. We absolutely lived outside and rode out bikes everywhere. I loved every single minute of it!
I grew up in the 70s and 80s... I'd love to be a kid again back then. Still have some nice scars to remind me of how great it was! We got dirty, bruised, and sometimes things got broken or bloody, but we had a blast doing it!
No kid from the 70th without scares on the ellbows and knees!
Every word is true.. it was glorious!
im a 1973 Aussie kid, you went out to play, be home by dark. Mum didnt care where we were. If you got hurt , walk it off. School trips, 1 or 2 adults for 30 kids. Outside and thirtsy? Drink from the hose. The dishwashing liquid not only went on the trampoline, but also the slide, the Merry go rounds and anything else we wanted to see how fast you could go, or if you could hold on. We rode our bikes on the road with the cars, no pads, helmets and sometimes no brakes. Ahhh I miss it lol
Born in 66. Be home before the street lights came on. We use to play roller derby on conrete and no padding or helmuts. If you fell, you just got up and continued playing with blood wounds or head injuries. God bless my mother, she made me a crochet helmut to protect my head. I use to hide it in the bushes and wear it before I went home. My favorite roller derby skater was Skinny Minnie Miller.
As Australian kids in the 70s during summer would make grass fort in long dry grass never thought of snakes. The other fun was my father and our cousins lived next door and our homes backed on to forest and we spent every weekend rushing through the tracks on the back of a ute (traytop) no rego no seatbelts not road worthy
It’s actually the 50’s, and 60’s…nothing really changed! Even the 80’s were much the same!
I was born in ‘73, so my childhood was 70’s & 80’s. What a great time to be a kid. I have 2 gen Z kids and I tell them all the time that I wish I could Marty McFly them back in time and leave them there because they would love it.
Born in 1963. Growing up in the 70's was tough! But I'll tell you what - I am glad I grew up then!!!
I was born in 1973 and growing up was a lot of fun and we got away with a lot of stuff
True... 😆🤣
I wanted to add that we didn't have water in a bottle . You either used the garden hose or if you came inside you used your Tupperware cup . You better not get one of mom's glasses dirty .
Growing up in the 70’s was amazing. I’m so thankful I grew up like that. I believe it prepared me for the ups and downs of adulting in a healthy way.
I was born in 68 , and childhood in the 70s was a blast , It was the best of times.
All true! We did stuff that was fun, dangerous, challenging which jus allowed us to be kids! Guess what? We survived and are so much better off for it!
I was born in 1969 and grew up in a very small community where it seems half the town was related to us somehow. Our parents always were told when someone saw us doing something we shouldn't have been. Lots of memories, but for me, it's the scent memories that are strongest. The smell of old homes, fresh picked garden vegetables, my grandma always eating raw green bell peppers. I can't smell them without thinking of her. And the way the grocery store smelled. That old dusty type smell along with the smell of the butchering going on the back because meat was cut into steaks or ground in the store.
Also fun was our trampoline. My dad dug a hole in the ground, so ours was a bit safer, but he didn't think about the fact that it was under a pear tree. I used to climb up in that tree and bomb my siblings with hard green pears when they were on the trampoline. There were so many games we played outside, using our imagination.
Those long road trips weren't bad. We had a station wagon, put the seats down and put blankets on the floor where we all sat. We played games like I Spy, tried to see car tags from other states, read books and if we were good my mom would hand back a piece of candy for each of us from time to time.
We had to make up our own entertainment & creativity was key. I was kicked off the school bus & had to walk back to town. I was 5 miles from town - 5 miles from home, so I had to start walking.
Being a kid in the 70s and living in the country was a completely different world... I miss it 🤘🤘
Si ce i was a toddler, my pocket knife has been an every day carry. Even at school back then. No one was using their pocket knife to hurt people. We used them to make slingshots to hut people
LOL, I always tell people I grew up before child safety was invented.
Born in '77 in Canada and most of that was accurate for here too. I remember my brother, sister and I getting the brilliant idea one day to go visit one of our aunts who lived an hours walk away from us. None of us thought about calling ahead to see if anybody was home. We walked there, knocked at the door and realized nobody was home. We hadn't told our mom where we were going, but we just turned around and walked back home.
For car rides, if you grew up without tablets and cell phones, you would have been used to that for car rides. We'd bring books to read, snacks to eat, or some kind of game we could safely play in the car. For the most part we also loved looking at the sights around us. Watching to see if we'll spot a deer or a moose etc..
I was a child in the 70s and I had fun. My friends and I would be outside playing most of the day, we would sometimes climb the trees and sit on them, or climb on the roof and sit , and over look the neighborhood. 8-14-2024(Wed)
The participation trophy started with Xennials and were going strong with Millenials. A lot of parents at that time only saw the bad side of competition and thought all competition was bad for kids. Gen Z inherited the participationtrophy thing, but most of the GenZ I know largely ignore it like you explained. They made things competitive even when officials didn’t. They understood the point of competition and recognized good sportsmanship. You got the best of both worlds.
Born in 71, had 4 brothers and a sister. We rode gas powered go karts, mini bikes, bicycles, skateboards all without helmets or pads. BMX biked, jumped off anything high i.e. roofs, trees, swings and playground equipment. Shot BB guns, bow and arrows. Made flaming torches by raiding the garage for anything flammable and mixing it all together. Made home made “fireworks” by stealing some of dad’s bullets, pulling the bullet out of the casing with pliers and pouring the powder into spent Co2 cartridges. Could blow a mailbox out of the ground. None of us ever broke a bone, lost an eye, got burnt or anything of the sort. Just some occasional cut, scratch or bump. We all survived just fine.
Born in 1971. This is how it was even in the 80's... all of my childhood was between 71 and 89...
I was born in 59 turning 65 next month, wouldn't trade that time for nothing they have now!! We lived life like children should do. I'm the oldest of seven children that had two sets of twins, we had our own parade when we went biking!! Lol We had a yard full of bikes when our friends came over, to jump trash cans and each other on our bikes. Because Evel Knievel was our hero. When we wasn't on our bikes, we were in the woods playing. Our grade school had the merry-go-round mounted to our parking lot asphalt. Our county park had a twenty-foot slide, don't see that happening in these times, our kids are weak as water now days!! Lol Had my first knife at eight, when I became a cub scout, joined the US Army in 1977 at the age of 17 with parents permission. Our parents acted like parents, they didn't act like our best friends, you know if you spare the rod, you spoil the child. We had no school shootings back then, now you can see why.
My uncle bought me a 6” Solingen fixed blade hunting knife which I used to sport around with at about 9. Still have and it’s still cool.
I was born in 1969. So this brings me back. I dont think we realized we would be the last generation to have it so good.
I was a 70's (free range) kid, would not have had it any other way. Sure, we nearly died a lot, but it's the price you pay LOL..
Sadly you hear more about food poisoning now than you did back then.
I was a child of the 70s born in 68 and didn't realize how great we had it 😢😊 There were a few times i went to my friends two blocks over without telling anyone and my grandpa showed up there looking for me 😂
Man we had it good. We roamed over miles, didn’t come home till dusk..we saw the birth of Rap, Hip Hop, Punk Rock..it was an amazing time to be a kid. ❤️🔥
All is true. It builds character and strength, survival, increased people skills, they learned co operation and it made you TOUGH. I remember playing on the money bars…..over concrete! It improved balance and area awareness, all you had to do..is fall once. Never again…move over Tarzan.
I loved being a kid in the 70's. We walked and biked everywhere. We were more afraid of stay animals coming at us, then people wanting to kidnap us. My daughter had alot more things than I had, but I definitely had more freedoms.
Once I began riding bicycles, I never stopped. To this day, cycling is the most enjoyable exercise I do. I may be about a decade older than you.
GEN-X 1968. There's a reason they called us "the last of the feral children". Oh, and the reason we drank from the water hose is because our parents told us to "stay inside or outside". If you kept running inside to get water your Mom would make you stay inside! There were only 3 reasons you stayed inside the house; 2)You were sick. 2)You were being punished. 3)The weather was too bad to be outside. Seriously, that's the only reasons, GEN-X, where y'all at?✊🏾
Boomer here. We were "feral" a little before you, but we had similar experiences.
When we were kids during the summer in the 70's, we would throw a canteen over our shoulder and head out across the desert on our bicycles until sundown.
One time, this whimpy kid Robbie crashed his bicycle down into a wash, crying that he hurt his shoulder. We all called him a wuss. We found out later, he broke his collar bone. We all laughed so hard, that our stomachs were hurting. 🤣