Things I Miss From The 1960s....Memories
Oh if they could just bring back 7 up candy bars...
It's amazing how little things can trigger memories from growing up. I grew up in the 1960s. Now I know that everything about the 1960s was not good.. but as a child growing up then, I do have some very fond memories! Join me on this trip down memory lane...
I remember coming home from school and doing homework, THEN, it was television time!! Whatever happened to creativity and originality in creating television shows? I can remember shows like Gilligan's Island, The Beverly Hillbillies (I could relate to Ellie May collecting her "critters!"), My Three Son's, I Love Lucy, Petticoat Junction, Mayberry, and Green Acres. Totally DIFFERENT shows, each one of them, and very creative on the part of the writers. Today it seems as if our "choices" are Real Housewives of_________ (insert name of city here). This, along with CSI __________ (insert name of city here). We seem to be limited to people being rude, "in your face", graphic, violent and gory these days. It seems that in some ways, those were more "innocent" times.
On weekends and when nothing "good" was on television, we'd play outside! Especially in the summertime.. I remember roller skating DOWN a big hill on the street we lived on, the roller skates had a "key" to tighten them! They went over your shoes, the length adjusted with a metal sliding thing (technical term! ... laughing...). You'd adjust the metal toe clasps, and once they were on tight, you were OFF! Skating anywhere you wanted to go, no helmets or pads. Although, I DO think helmets and pads are a fantastic thing to have these days, so score a point or two for the 21st century! The way we did it "back then" was kind of dangerous and allowed for some nasty injuries!
I remember the neighborhood kids getting involved in rowdy games of dodgeball, kickball, and the girls especially would enjoy hopscotch... which is the thing that triggered my memories! My husband and I were out for a walk in a beautiful city park on the west side of Las Vegas, in a town called "Summerlin". On the sidewalk there was a hop-scotch pattern someone had taped onto the sidewalk! I remember kick the can, tag you're IT, and when it got dark, flashlight tag.... what fun we had, and we went to bed exhausted at night! When the "porch light" came on, it was time to go inside.
In the middle of the afternoon, I would get on my girls "Schwinn" bike, with a playing card held on my tire with a clothespin so it would make noise... little plastic streamers on the handlebars... and I'd ride "downtown" to go to the local Woolworth's to buy candy! I grew up in a small town (at least back THEN it was small)... the "downtown" area was just one street with only a few blocks of shops. I'd go inside and anxiously count how much money I had, and did I have enough... Oh I HOPE I have enough... I DO!! I can buy my FAVORITE candy bar, a "Seven-Up" bar!! Ummmm, I sure could go for one of those today, but alas, they are NOT made any more! My friends now look at me like I'm crazy when I share memories of this candy bar.... seven distinct sections covered in milk chocolate, and INSIDE of each section was a different flavor... orange jelly, maple, caramel, brazil nut, fudge, coconut and cherry creme... oh what I would GIVE to have one of those now. It was like a mini box of Whitman's chocolates, in ONE candy bar. They were discontinued in the 80's when Seven Up (the soft drink) became the exclusive owner of the name. You could savor just one section at a time, or combine a couple sections for a carnival of flavors inside your mouth! Oh what I would give to have one of those today (oh wait, I already said that!)... any entrepreneurs out there reading this??
Later in the afternoon, it was time to create a neighborhood "play"! We would dress up in outfits, and make up "stories" and "star" in our own play! Now, we had some neighbors that were from the "old country"... I don't exactly know WHAT country they were from, someplace in Europe, and they spoke with very thick accents. Nice people, but sometimes they could be a bit cranky... they would sit in chairs on the porch and watch us. SO, we decided to give them something to watch!! We took a HUGE box and made a play house with it and put it under a huge tree... we decorated it with "windows" and a door, then we brought a bag of clothes out to our playhouse... and made noise as if we were playing a rousing game of "strip poker"... ok, so everything wasn't innocent back then! We would pretend to "lose" and throw articles of clothing out the windows and doors and watch the expressions on their faces when they THOUGHT that something was going on in that play house that shouldn't have been! A silly game? Absolutely! Fun? Absolutely!
I remember dressing up our dog, "Snoopy" (a beagle mix) in little outfits... that poor puppy. She was so patient and put up with all of our "hi-jinx'. And I remember a sad day when our goldfish died and we HAD to have a memorial service for him (or her, I don't remember which, and how DO you tell anyway?). I remember using a shoebox and burying the fish under the tree in the yard. NO, we didn't just "flush" them back then.. we had to have a proper burial.... complete with an appointed "minister" and someone to say a few words about the fish (he was gold and swam around?)... but he was a good fish!
On the 4th of July, our town would have a parade, and the children would decorate their bikes and proudly ride them down the main street in the parade. There was judging of first place, second place and third. Then we'd get a cup of ice cream, and perhaps ride a few of the temporary "rides" that had been set up in a big parking lot. Then onto carnival games where you'd try to win a stuffed animal. There was a small town feeling of pride as those bright shiny red firetrucks and police cars went down that street. Pride in the selfless service they gave to the community.
If the weather forced us indoors, we would play rousing games of "Operation", "Candyland", "Sorry", or "Monopoly"... thankfully, these games ARE still around for the younger generation to enjoy. I would jump every time I would hit that "buzzer" when removing "parts" in that Operation game. I guess that's why I am NOT a surgeon today! You have to have steady hands for that. I would stay in my room for hours writing in my "diary"... and I even taught myself to play guitar. I never kept up with that, so I've forgotten how to do it, but if I had kept up with it... maybe I would have been one of the "Go Go's"! And whatever happened to that diary anyway?? Gulp.... I better check the Internet... the "Internet" didn't exist back in those days either, which was probably a GOOD thing.
I hope you've enjoyed this little trip down memory lane as much as I have... I think I'll go play some hopscotch this afternoon... roller skating is just a bit dangerous at my age! Then I'll see if I can remove that funny bone without that doggone buzzer going off! :)
Some fun sites to check out!
- Candy Addict Retro Candy Flashback: Seven Up Candy Bar
Candy news, views, and reviews. All the candy that's fit to eat, and some that isn't. All candy, all the time. Addicted to candy.
- Old Time Candy Bars
Candy Bars Hard to find vintage candy bars from the 50's, 60's, and 70's. Ice Cube Chocolates, Necco Clark Bars, Nestle Chunky Bar, Zagnuts, Bun Bars, Charleston Chew, Oh Henry, Wonka Bar and the
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- Remembering Paper Department Store Catalogs ~ You Could Order A Car Or House
Fondly remembering department store paper catalogs, the most popular of them being the Sears catalog. One could purchase automobiles from them, groceries and even their home. Interesting bit of history and nostalgia.
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