Not only did we have to walk to school barefooted, up hill, both ways, we had to fight off dinosaurs with our bare hands.
For Seniors Only - The Old Fogey Thread

I remember playgrounds with concrete. ....not this soft panzi stuff they use these days. When we fell off a swing, we gashed our heads open......and we loved it.
I'm so old I remember when Battle Bots went after US.
My friend Johnny was taken down by a Battle-bot. I tried to help him but I couldn't get to him in time. Today they go after other Bots.
....big deal!


My maternal grandfather was in the merchant marine dodging U-boats in World War One--my paternal grandfather was too old to be drafted in that war.
You're all so young. I was born when Truman was starting his first term after FDR died. We had a wooden ice box and got a delivery of ice each week. The veggie wagon came through the neighborhood pulled by a horse. Cops walked the beat. This was in New York City.

In my day, when we were in school and heard sounds like gunshots, we didn’t even bat an eyelid and went back to our class work - we knew it was just the school clown setting off firecrackers in the hallway. Nowadays, if a kid pulls a stunt like that, the school psychologists and Police SWAT teams show up, in a New York nano.
In my day, it was Eddie Van Halen. Nowadays, we have that God Awful blasted noise the young whippersnappers listen to - I think it’s called Rap.
In my day, there were four channels to choose from, on a black and white television screen. There was no cable - we had antennas. Nowadays? 🤣 (and this old fogey thinks it all stinks)
In my day, it was Nixon, Ford, Carter and Reagan. They all respected each other. Nowadays - am exiting now; before I get too worked up. :-)

Out of due respect, I will stay away from that thread - just remember; Stay off my lawn.
(Dang kids)
Anyways, couldn’t sleep - must have missed my nightly Geritol, Zantac and Prune Juice Fix.
Honestly, my short term memory is less than stellar these days. Just today, someone asked me my name at work. I had to point to my name tag - for my own recollection!
(True story)
Where was I?
Oh yes, in my day, we played Pong on Atari - for hours at at time. Nowadays, don’t even get me started.
In my day, We hung out at shopping malls and movie theaters on weekends - nowadays, Amazon and Disney Apos have taken over.
In my day, one could fill their gas tanks for $5.00. Nowadays, I practically need to take out a bank loan. 🤣
(Bump, by the way)
:-)


When i was about nine, my mother would send me to the store with a note to buy her a pack of cigarettes. It was okay.

I wish we could go back to the days when they didn't keep the spray paint under lock and key.
A while back, I needed a can of that compressed air (really difluoroethane) used for cleaning out the dust bunnies in PCs. The dam* store clerk wanted to card me. I told him to take a look at me and guess how many decades have passed since I was 21. He wouldn't budge (store policy). I told him where he could put the can and left the store. I went to a home improvement store and bought an electric leaf blower, which actually works much better than cans of compressed air.
When i was young, it was just dc.