I have and use that kind of lawn mower. Saves on gas and gives some exercise!
susanna
June 7, 2016 10:57 am
I am so lucky, as were all the others in my childhood years because
we explored and roamed around and played with abandon. The
closest we got to “tech” was the rich kid that got a transistor radio
for her birthday. We were in awe…and the gadget cost $25.00,
so it was well without our reach. 6 pm. and we were washed up, sort of,
and in time for supper.
What will happen to today’s spoiled kids when their parents are too old
to continue to support them?
Not only had to slog through shag carpet to change the channel, but there were only three from which to choose; and one of those required going outside to rotate the antenna!
Maggie
June 7, 2016 11:23 am
Rdawg? Wondering if you ever got midway and the signal came in perfect. If you moved from that spot, the static would start, so your father made you STAND there until what he wanted to see was over?
Ed
June 7, 2016 11:45 am
The older I get, the better things used to be.
bb
June 7, 2016 12:31 pm
Fried Bologna ,that bought back a lot of memories. My grandma use fried Bologna every Saturday and Sunday morning when us grandkids came over to help out on the family farm .I eat that stuff for years . Good Lord I can’t remember the last time I had any.That’s how long it’s been.
I would love to have that old farm back.Now I couldn’t afford that land in twenty life times.
Anyway thanks for the memories!
BUCKHED
June 7, 2016 12:41 pm
bb…your grandma probably gave you some Hoop Cheese too. Here in my neck of the woods some folks still stop at a country store and get two slices of bologna and two slices of hoop cheese for lunch .
I got my granddad’s manual mower when he died . I remember him cutting the grass,sweating like crazy in the July sun. When an asshole stole stuff out of my workshop it was taken. The rest of the stuff I easily replaced. That item couldn’t be replaced .
card802
June 7, 2016 12:43 pm
I used to take a coffee can out to my secret spot in the woods by Feners Ditch, punch holes in the sides, start a small fire and place the can on top.
A slab of butter, a few slices of bologna, fry them up, toast some bread, and lunch fit for a 10 year old while I fished.
I miss the simpler days and the solitude.
We could take a wagon and fix up a sheet and use the wind to propel us down the street, and do the same in the winter and use it on our skates on the lake.
Or hop in the canoe (that brother and I bought) and paddle across Bear Lake, into Muskegon Lake and finally out to Lake Michigan to hike the dunes and go swimming or paddle out the channel into the big lake to surf big waves, and get swamped over and over again, we never wore life jackets.
I was 14 and a friend dared me to swim across Bear Lake, and back. So I did it, almost two miles round trip, but I did it. Two boats stopped to ask if I needed help
Today parents buy their kids quads or motorbikes, snowmobiles, they have their own tv’s, laptops, ipads, iphones, cars, kids don’t know how to make their own fun.
I’d like to bitch slap every kid that complains they are bored and there is nothing to do.
MuckAbout
June 7, 2016 1:24 pm
@Admin: You aren’t old enough to remember “the good old days”. Now old Muck remembers them all clear back to when —- well, far enough so I remember every illustration in this post!!!
Good post and the spirit that went with those is “mostly” missed. There were a lot of rough spots in the road but when you found one (on the way to the “main” road, you stopped and filled the fucker up! If I had a dime for every hole I filled I’d have retired a rich teenager…….
MA
Anonymous
June 7, 2016 2:33 pm
Hey! I resemble that! Even though my childhood was in the 80s and 90s, I remember a lot of that sort of stuff, too. No cigarette buying in the hospital, maybe, but then again, when have I ever been in the hospital? On the other hand, we for instance had our one television set (and yes, it was an old set built into it’s own wooden stand and sans remote that my father had fixed up) in the living room that we received 4 channels on if the wind was blowing in the right direction with our rabbit-ears. My sister and I spent most of our play-time as children in the great outdoors before I got my very first gaming consol at about age 11–an original NES. Cell phones were not a thing in my life until the mid 2000s after I went off to college, when my parents forced one on me to be able to keep in touch better, since I was 2,000 miles away.
What can I say? my family and I were always late to the party on technology et al in our lives, even though my father worked in IT. I’m no worse for it, either. As a matter of fact, I’m grateful to have lived that way and have had so much more of a rich, fulfilling life. Heck, I have started reverting in my life now to recapture some of that in my personal life: I use a rotary phone, a car old enough to not have seatbelts, have no television or microwave in my life, etc. My peers and those younger all think I’m insane and “old-fashioned”. I take it as a compliment and the lower stress-levels that I feel from not always being connected have done great things for my mental and somewhat my physical health. I invite you to try going backwards, too.
motley3
June 7, 2016 3:01 pm
The greatest personal trait growing up in the 50s and 60s provided …. A SENSE OF APPRECIATION. The younger generation may (possibly) have ‘more’ than we did growing up, but without a sense of appreciation it has been entirely WASTED on them. Growing up … in the most prosperous nation ever … during the most prosperous period in recorded time leads to one conclusion … COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS. We have all been far more fortunate and blessed than any of us deserve.
Francis Marion
June 7, 2016 3:26 pm
The only thing older than Muck:
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MuckAbout
June 7, 2016 3:47 pm
@FrancisM: Thanks a lot! Depends on where the dirt was dug up. LOL……
MA
jamesthewanderer
June 7, 2016 4:29 pm
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I swear our last one (a tortoise shell) was that kind …..
Fabulous
June 7, 2016 7:10 pm
@administrator
Where is that silly statue? And why.
What I miss from the good old days were the jar of pretzel sticks, and the candy swirl sticks next to them on the counter down at the drugstore. And the barber next door would cut a kids hair for free if he did a chore, like sweep the shop or walkway, or wash his Windows. On old swamp road, until the suburbs came to us and they changed the road name. Oh, I am older than I want to admit.
Teddy
June 7, 2016 9:09 pm
I’m feeling old as most of that stuff came after my young days
I often think that our lives have not got any better, we just have a lot more toys to play with which although makes life easier in some ways has not made it any better
rhs jr
June 7, 2016 9:58 pm
I grew up in a rural area 1945-65 and we had an old electric washer-ringer machine and clothes lines, dad’s first car was from the 1920’s in about 1957, no A/C or fan at home, home canned vegetables and home brew on shelves and hams hanging in a shed, chickens, rabbits and a garden for food. I don’t see a kid anywhere today with a garden (and few adults). Some neighbors had real Ice Boxes, gas powered refrigerators, out houses, pitcher pumps in the kitchen and cows in the yard. Schools did not have A/C. Boys had rifles like kids today have electronic toys. You obeyed adults or got whipped.
MuckAbout
June 8, 2016 9:23 am
@rhs jr: Me too… only 38′-48. Shot my first squirrel (had to learn to clean eat and Mom cooked it!) at 7yrs old. Today? Meh~!
We still have a really nice kitchen garden – summer peas are popping up as we speak.. I’ve been whupped before too..
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Today they erect statues honoring narcissists
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I have and use that kind of lawn mower. Saves on gas and gives some exercise!
I am so lucky, as were all the others in my childhood years because
we explored and roamed around and played with abandon. The
closest we got to “tech” was the rich kid that got a transistor radio
for her birthday. We were in awe…and the gadget cost $25.00,
so it was well without our reach. 6 pm. and we were washed up, sort of,
and in time for supper.
What will happen to today’s spoiled kids when their parents are too old
to continue to support them?
Good selection and the ending was perfect.
Not only had to slog through shag carpet to change the channel, but there were only three from which to choose; and one of those required going outside to rotate the antenna!
Rdawg? Wondering if you ever got midway and the signal came in perfect. If you moved from that spot, the static would start, so your father made you STAND there until what he wanted to see was over?
The older I get, the better things used to be.
Fried Bologna ,that bought back a lot of memories. My grandma use fried Bologna every Saturday and Sunday morning when us grandkids came over to help out on the family farm .I eat that stuff for years . Good Lord I can’t remember the last time I had any.That’s how long it’s been.
I would love to have that old farm back.Now I couldn’t afford that land in twenty life times.
Anyway thanks for the memories!
bb…your grandma probably gave you some Hoop Cheese too. Here in my neck of the woods some folks still stop at a country store and get two slices of bologna and two slices of hoop cheese for lunch .
I got my granddad’s manual mower when he died . I remember him cutting the grass,sweating like crazy in the July sun. When an asshole stole stuff out of my workshop it was taken. The rest of the stuff I easily replaced. That item couldn’t be replaced .
I used to take a coffee can out to my secret spot in the woods by Feners Ditch, punch holes in the sides, start a small fire and place the can on top.
A slab of butter, a few slices of bologna, fry them up, toast some bread, and lunch fit for a 10 year old while I fished.
I miss the simpler days and the solitude.
We could take a wagon and fix up a sheet and use the wind to propel us down the street, and do the same in the winter and use it on our skates on the lake.
Or hop in the canoe (that brother and I bought) and paddle across Bear Lake, into Muskegon Lake and finally out to Lake Michigan to hike the dunes and go swimming or paddle out the channel into the big lake to surf big waves, and get swamped over and over again, we never wore life jackets.
I was 14 and a friend dared me to swim across Bear Lake, and back. So I did it, almost two miles round trip, but I did it. Two boats stopped to ask if I needed help
Today parents buy their kids quads or motorbikes, snowmobiles, they have their own tv’s, laptops, ipads, iphones, cars, kids don’t know how to make their own fun.
I’d like to bitch slap every kid that complains they are bored and there is nothing to do.
@Admin: You aren’t old enough to remember “the good old days”. Now old Muck remembers them all clear back to when —- well, far enough so I remember every illustration in this post!!!
Good post and the spirit that went with those is “mostly” missed. There were a lot of rough spots in the road but when you found one (on the way to the “main” road, you stopped and filled the fucker up! If I had a dime for every hole I filled I’d have retired a rich teenager…….
MA
Hey! I resemble that! Even though my childhood was in the 80s and 90s, I remember a lot of that sort of stuff, too. No cigarette buying in the hospital, maybe, but then again, when have I ever been in the hospital? On the other hand, we for instance had our one television set (and yes, it was an old set built into it’s own wooden stand and sans remote that my father had fixed up) in the living room that we received 4 channels on if the wind was blowing in the right direction with our rabbit-ears. My sister and I spent most of our play-time as children in the great outdoors before I got my very first gaming consol at about age 11–an original NES. Cell phones were not a thing in my life until the mid 2000s after I went off to college, when my parents forced one on me to be able to keep in touch better, since I was 2,000 miles away.
What can I say? my family and I were always late to the party on technology et al in our lives, even though my father worked in IT. I’m no worse for it, either. As a matter of fact, I’m grateful to have lived that way and have had so much more of a rich, fulfilling life. Heck, I have started reverting in my life now to recapture some of that in my personal life: I use a rotary phone, a car old enough to not have seatbelts, have no television or microwave in my life, etc. My peers and those younger all think I’m insane and “old-fashioned”. I take it as a compliment and the lower stress-levels that I feel from not always being connected have done great things for my mental and somewhat my physical health. I invite you to try going backwards, too.
The greatest personal trait growing up in the 50s and 60s provided …. A SENSE OF APPRECIATION. The younger generation may (possibly) have ‘more’ than we did growing up, but without a sense of appreciation it has been entirely WASTED on them. Growing up … in the most prosperous nation ever … during the most prosperous period in recorded time leads to one conclusion … COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS. We have all been far more fortunate and blessed than any of us deserve.
The only thing older than Muck:
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@FrancisM: Thanks a lot! Depends on where the dirt was dug up. LOL……
MA
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I swear our last one (a tortoise shell) was that kind …..
@administrator
Where is that silly statue? And why.
What I miss from the good old days were the jar of pretzel sticks, and the candy swirl sticks next to them on the counter down at the drugstore. And the barber next door would cut a kids hair for free if he did a chore, like sweep the shop or walkway, or wash his Windows. On old swamp road, until the suburbs came to us and they changed the road name. Oh, I am older than I want to admit.
I’m feeling old as most of that stuff came after my young days
I often think that our lives have not got any better, we just have a lot more toys to play with which although makes life easier in some ways has not made it any better
I grew up in a rural area 1945-65 and we had an old electric washer-ringer machine and clothes lines, dad’s first car was from the 1920’s in about 1957, no A/C or fan at home, home canned vegetables and home brew on shelves and hams hanging in a shed, chickens, rabbits and a garden for food. I don’t see a kid anywhere today with a garden (and few adults). Some neighbors had real Ice Boxes, gas powered refrigerators, out houses, pitcher pumps in the kitchen and cows in the yard. Schools did not have A/C. Boys had rifles like kids today have electronic toys. You obeyed adults or got whipped.
@rhs jr: Me too… only 38′-48. Shot my first squirrel (had to learn to clean eat and Mom cooked it!) at 7yrs old. Today? Meh~!
We still have a really nice kitchen garden – summer peas are popping up as we speak.. I’ve been whupped before too..
MA