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The 30's Hard Growing Up

Posted By
greg scott, Canada, 30's

my mom and dad would always argue about him not getting picked for shifts at the dock dad would always storm out and go to the tavern we had no money for food but pops always had money for beer and spirits

Cherished Memories From The 70s

Posted By
Sandi Goins, United States


Growing up in the 70's was a really fun time. As children we played outside all year round. Swimming and making forts in the woods during the Summertime and sled riding and visiting friends in the Winter.
Everyone always had a radio on listening to music, not talk radio. The Lyrics had meaning, and wonderful melodies.
We always had home cooked meals with a glass of milk except on a very special occasion we might get some McDonalds and a coke.
We were skinny kids, probably from the home cooked meals and playing outside all of the time. I dont remember any of us kids getting sick either. Maybe just a touch of the flu here or there.
I loved going to the Drive In Movie, and Once a month Sunday night Disney movies could not come on quick enough!
Holidays the entire family would spend quality time at grandma and grandpa's house with lots of yummy food and played games.
My fondest memory is a little white candy store named "Lil Joe's" it was a tiny-little white candy store. Bomb pops (popsickles) were .25 cents each... we all compared who had the bluest tongue after eating them. It was really sad when Lil Joe's closed... then years later heading into the 80's and 90's times were changing and I dont think I realized then as I do now... not particularly for the better.

We no longer played outside as often, and we started locking our car and house doors. bomb pops were no longer .25 cents.... Mcdonalds became part of the weeks meal planning... and the weight started to show. There was not enough energy to go play outside and run around... we started to watch video's on the couch intead. today we have MTV, microwaves, cell phones, electronic games...

I miss playing outside, running and getting fresh air with my friends and family. the 70's... GREAT Memories I will always cherish.

Growing Up In the 50's in Philly

Posted By
Eileenie, United States
I was born in Phila., PA, in 1944. We lived in a row house in West Oak Lane from the time I was 3 and Mom and Dad divorced. That house belonged to my maternal grandmother. Not many cars back then and so we kids (about 45 of us just on my block) use to play games in the street. My friend Debbie, directly across the street from me, was the first family to get a T.V. Many of us would go to Debbies to watch "Howdy Doody". As the years went on, we would gather at different houses to watch "Micky Mouse Club", and then some years later, "Bandstand". When living in a row house back then, Halloween was the best! Going Trick or Treating landed us at least a large bag of candy, just going to the many houses on my block. We all knew where to go for apple taffys. Until about the middle 60"s, the neighborhood was very safe. My paternal grandparents lived about 5 blocks away and I spent all weekends there as a baby and pre teen. Memories of being with my grandparents are the best memories. My grandfather sold meat from the factorys to the Mom and Pop stores. As a teenager, going to dances etc. We piled into my grandpops truck (much like the vans of today) and he took us to and from what ever event we went to. We sat amoung the hot dogs and salamis that we shared the truck with. Back then, it was great fun. We skated on roller skates (the key kind) and in winter we ice skated at a play ground near by. We all walked to grade school and went home for lunch and then back again. Although we walked almost everywhere, We used the trollys to go out of our immediate neighborhood. Such as the large movie theater. Many Saturday afternoons you would find us at the Renel movie theater. Phila. ice cream was the very best with many small ice cream stores about. While growing up, I was the only kid who had divorced parents. Trying to explain a half brother and step sister to my friends or kids who asked, was difficult to grasp back then because most never heard of such a thing. I am still friends with some of those kids. Debbie, from across the street, visited with me last summer. I have been away from Philly for 36 years now, but It is still my home.