What did teens do in the 70s for fun?
zalzon
I am just curious.
For example, on a weekend, what would a 17 yr old do?
Whenever i think about the 70s, i get the creepy feeling that it was
like the brady family. Young people would be bored out of their minds
with no technology or good TV to keep them entertained.
Also would you say growing up as a teen in the 70s was a lot less
complex than today?
DaddyZak
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My cousin Barry and I used to literally spend hours playing that Coleco
hockey (with the gears and 3D-ish players). We also used to spend tons of
time playing Cadaco's All-Star Baseball (the game with the spinners and
player discs.)
DaddyZak
Tee King
tripped the light fantastic, then quipped:
>For example, on a weekend, what would a 17 yr old do?
>
>Whenever i think about the 70s, i get the creepy feeling that it was
>like the brady family. Young people would be bored out of their minds
>with no technology or good TV to keep them entertained.
>
>Also would you say growing up as a teen in the 70s was a lot less
>complex than today?
During my teenage years, I lived in a teeny, tiny town (population
125). My high school (and all of my friends) lived in the next town,
ten miles away. Though bigger, it still wasn't a metropolis, by any
means. We went to the drive-in theater since there wasn't a "regular"
theater. We hung out at the bowling alley and "Wagon Wheel Pizza",
since there wasn't a single fast-food franchise, save Sonic (which was
fairly new). And, more often than not, our social activities
consisted of "cruising" the usual circuit on weekends; around the town
square, down Main Street, around the Dairy-ette, into Sonic
drive-in...park and mingle, then start the circuit again. Of course,
there were also dances at the American Legion Hall, since school
dances weren't allowed until I was a high school sophomore (in 1979).
For the "non-Brady" denizens, there was four-wheeling up and down the
back roads (and off-roads) in the Ozark hills. Alcohol was usually
involved, however most of today's "social drugs" were merely whispered
about. Ecstasy was what was experienced while "parking"...do
teenagers still do that?
Looking back, it wasn't a bad way to spend those formative
years...certainly more memorable than hanging out at the mall (the
closest mall was an hour's drive away). As for being less
complex...teenage angst is teenage angst; the surroundings and
available "entertainment" differed, but the basic attitudes and
emotions were the same then as they are now (though said attitudes and
emotions are encountered at a younger age these days, in my opinion).
Tee
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Chip in with the guys and buy (for $1.50 for 16 oz.ers) a 6 of beer (or a
coupla quarts-at $.75 each-remember those?), get a bag of weed ($5 for
between 10-15 joints of Cambodian, Columbian Gold, Acapulco Gold, Panamanian
Red, African Black, Thai, Vietnamese, Black Gungi, Jamaican, -or on a bad
day Mexican Green - or Hash from Lebanon, Afghanistan, Iran, Turkey, or a
whole lot of other places in that part of the world) , or a blotter or
window pane of acid (for $1.50 a hit -Sunshine mostly, but my brother was
dealing tabs of this excellent Clockwork Orange), and a radio, and sit on a
stoop getting stoned while listening to the likes of Dark Side Of The Moon.
> Also would you say growing up as a teen in the 70s was a lot less complex
than today?
Hell yeah! Only two things, make that three, that you had to worry about: #1
getting drafted, #2 getting busted & #3 overdosing on whatever chemical that
you were ingesting. As George Carlin said "When grass hit the neighborhood
all the gang fighting went away." But today's kids use it as an excuse to
act macho and shoot each other. And there was good TV, ya just had to be
picky about what you watched. Myself, I watched a lot of PBS with selected
sitcoms, The Night Stalker, Night Gallery, etc. Plus you have to remember
that Roots was a '70s production, as well as All In The Family to mention a
few. And, there were a lot of great BAD movies being produced. The
Generation Gap itself was providing many INTERESTING conversations at many a
dinner table. Some of the best music ever made (and I dare say: some of the
best music that ever WILL be made). And there was a sweet innocence to it
all (for a lot of people if not for me.) If you weren't there you missed a
lot.
--
Buddy
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MaryMc
<zalzon...@zalll.com> wrote:
> besides the obvious.
>
> I am just curious.
>
> For example, on a weekend, what would a 17 yr old do?
Hmmmm...well, I was 17 in 1975, and here's what my friends and I would
do...
We'd hang out at somebody's house, listening to music and drinking Tab
and Hawaiian Punch and eating chips (usually Pringles) and dip (usually
sour cream and Liptons Onion Soup) and playing games. We were card
fiends--Hearts, and Tripoli, mostly-- and we devised strip versions of
most of these games. We also played this goofy game called Detective
that mainly gave us an excuse to turn off the lights and mill around
and grope each other. Truth or Dare was also becoming big at this age,
and it remained a favorite over the next few years as we achieved more
and more interesting "truths" to share. Dares were rare, because the
whole point was to tell secrets, but when we did them they usually
involved getting naked.
We'd cruise downtown, mostly because it was the thing to do (few of us
would admit then that it was usually really boring).
We'd go to high school football games. Most of my friends were in the
band, so for them that meant doing the pre-game and halftime shows and
playing in the pep band. I wasn't in the band until my senior year, so
for me that meant sitting behind the band with my friends Robin or Don
and obsessing over some guy I was in lust with that week.
We'd go out to the lake and go swimming (usually naked).
We'd go to the movies. There was a triplex at the mall that showed
double features, and a couple of our friends worked there. Sometimes
we'd go in at noon for the $1.25 bargain matinee (if our friends were
working, we didn't even have to pay that) and go from theater to
theater until it was midnight and we'd seen all six movies. Or, we'd
go to the drive-in, usually with a couple of people in the trunk (my
mother's '69 LTD was a favorite for this). Once, on a whim, we drove
168 miles to Sacramento to see the midnight show of Rocky Horror
Picture Show (all naked, except for the driver...don't ask).
Do you get the idea that "naked" was a recurring theme for us?
We'd wait until late at night and go toilet papering. We made it an
art form--we'd weave spider webs in the shrubbery, or mummify a car so
completely that you couldn't see the paint anywhere. We used 104 rolls
on one house one night.
We'd go over and harass our history teacher. We once blacked our faces
and put chains around our ankles and stood in his yard and sang
spirituals about how we weren't gonna study history no more. Another
time we dressed as Indians and stuck arrows in the ground around his
porch and threw teabags all over the yard ("The Shasta Tea Party," of
course). Another time we let ourselves into his garage and filled his
car with balloons.
We'd steal "For Sale" signs and move them around--put a Century 21 sign
on the lawn of a house being sold by Shascade Realty. Or we'd leave a
bunch of signs in front of the high school, or the Mormon church.
We'd find a Ford Pinto (in 1975 this was not at all difficult), steal
the gas cap (which was a one-piece contraption painted the color of the
car body), find another Pinto, take its gas cap and leave the one we
had, and move on to find another Pinto for that cap. Sometimes we'd go
back on several occasions, each time leaving the same car with a gas
cap of a different color. Before long, most of the Pintos in town had
an odd-colored gas cap, thanks to us. Occasionally we'd eventually put
the right one back where we'd found it, but more often, the car's owner
would buy a locking cap and put an end to our fun.
Starting the fall of 1975, wherever we were on a Saturday night, at
11:30 pm the TV would go on and everybody sat down to watch Saturday
Night Live. *Religiously.*
We'd find some excuse to go to San Francisco. It was 235 miles, and
more than once we made it a day trip. We'd go see a play, go shopping,
go to mass at Grace Cathedral, wander down Shattuck Avenue in
Berkeley, eat crepes at the Magic Pan on Ghirardelli Square, ride the
glass elevators at the Hyatt Regency or the St. Francis.
We'd devise elaborate treasure hunts, with clues hidden all over town,
and send each other on mad road rallies trying to find them. One time
I remember the prize being a six-pack of Coke dangling from a rope off
the bridge down into an irrigation canal. But the prize wasn't the
point--driving fast and giggling wildly and getting there first was.
> Whenever i think about the 70s, i get the creepy feeling that it was
> like the brady family. Young people would be bored out of their minds
> with no technology or good TV to keep them entertained.
Well...no. We didn't miss what we didn't know. Occasional boredom was
only an incentive to find something interesting to do. I just wish I
was so good these days at entertaining myself.
> Also would you say growing up as a teen in the 70s was a lot less
> complex than today?
Probably--but not being a teen today, I can't really say.
--
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Ang
up in the 70's was less complex than now.
For example, back then if someone "called you down/chose you out", you knew it
would just be hand-to-hand combat afterschool. The thought of anyone bringing
a gun to school was unheard of! On that same note, drivebys were also unheard
of!
In the 70's on a Friday night, one would worry about getting high/drunk/laid -
well, pretty much like now, I guess but without odd piercings!
I don't remember being too bored. I spent a lot of time at the mall buying
goopy lip gloss and 45 rpm records. I also remember that at that time, I had a
telephone (corded) growing out of my ear. Sure, I watched TV but not with the
fervor that I do now (I had a life back then!)
Ang
>For example, on a weekend, what would a 17 yr old do? Whenever i think about
the 70s, i get the creepy feeling that it was like the brady family. Young
people would be bored out of their minds with no technology or good TV to keep
them entertained. <
>Also would you say growing up as a teen in the 70s was a lot less
>complex than today?
to e-mail me, drop "urpants"
The NightHawk
First of, in my opinion The Brady family was nothing more than
propoganda created in the hopes we would all become that kinda
thing. Thankfully, for most of us, it didn't work... for which most of
us are thankful
As for technology, for me it was, and still is, a kick ass amp and a
good pair of speakers.... and it still is. Of course the CD player
has replaced the turntable as the media of choice. The rest of
the crap technology has given us for entertainment, video games
and all that, is, as far as I'm concerned, just what I called it;
crap. As for TV, I watched a lot of shows as a kid, but by the time
I was a teenager I lost interest in it and spent my time pursuing rock
and roll. Even today while I might watch a video or a dvd once in a
while, I had my cable shut off last year because I got tired of paying
for something I wasn't using. I'd rather listen to music or read.
Was growing up a lot less complicated? Having watched my son grow up
in the 80s and 90s I can state confidently that the late 60s/early
70s were MUCH less complicated.
So what did we do? Most of had lifestyles that revolved around music,
weed, cheap drinking (thank who-ever for Boones Farm!), and just plain
being with friends and talking. And, of course, trying to get laid....
something which occured a bit less than we really want to admit.
Now if that sounds boring to you, I can assure you it wasn't to us. I
used to watch my son and think he had a boring life.... I mean,
staring at video games and stupid televisions shows didn't look all
that exciting to me. And his life was far more complicated.
I woudn't trade those days anything. And while they are gone, they are
not forgotten and will live long in our hearts....
The Nighthawk
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and mendicant purveyor of flatulent didactics.
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understand?" -Wolfman Jack
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- John Lennon
The NightHawk
<mary...@SPAMBEGONEmindspring.com> wrote:
>168 miles to Sacramento to see the midnight show of Rocky Horror
>Picture Show (all naked, except for the driver...don't ask).
>
Come on Mary... You've GOT to share this one with us!
Chris
Bud
> besides the obvious.
>
> I am just curious.
>
> For example, on a weekend, what would a 17 yr old do?
>
Our lives revolved around cars, dirtbikes, sex, getting loaded, and not
getting caught. One of the benefits of living in a seismically active area
is an abundance of natural hotsprings to go skinnydipping in. Here's a pic
of Deep Creek Hotsprings, where we used to go (and still
do):http://www.spinics.net/dchs/forum/
It's a great spot with several very hot pools and an icecold stream flowing
right next to the pools. back in the 70s, we used to go there during March
and April to trade LSD and speed to the traveling hippies who had just
returned with freshly harvested peyote buttons from New Mexico. Legend hast
that the place was one of the Manson family's favorite hangouts.
We also had a great old, abandoned quarry that had a great lake in it
where we'd go party naked at. Once in a while we'd set an old car on fire
and roll it over the cliff and into the lake. Sadly, they recently turned
the place into a golf course. When they were doing the work they fished
several dozen cars from the depths of the lake. Here's a shot of what the
place looks like now (the lake is at the bottom of the big cliff in the
background): http://www.oakquarry.com/images/Hole14/ViewHole14.html
We also spent a lot of time at the drive-in and cruising E street in San
Bernardino, along with going to the beach, waterskiing and snow skiing. My
favorite activities were always the naked ones, though, with dirtbiking
running a distant second. We also had several racetracks for both car and
bike races.
> Whenever i think about the 70s, i get the creepy feeling that it was
> like the brady family. Young people would be bored out of their minds
> with no technology or good TV to keep them entertained.
>
On the contrary, we had a lot more fun than most kids today do. All the fun
stuff has been made illegal, we never had to worry about AIDS, or zero-
tolerance policies. Today's cops are nowhere near as easy to work with as
the cops we dealt with. We were able to get away with a lot more than kids
today can get away with. The world has become way too serious. One of our
favorite things to do was lead the cops on a chase and lose them in the
citrus groves. Not only can you not do that anymore because of
heklicopters, but here in CA, it's a felony now with a minimum 6 month jail
sentence. That SUCKS!
> Also would you say growing up as a teen in the 70s was a lot less
> complex than today?
We used to take our rifles to school with us so we could go rabbit-hunting
during lunch. I don't think they let kids do that anymore:)
Bud
Bud
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> We'd wait until late at night and go toilet papering. We made it an
> art form--we'd weave spider webs in the shrubbery, or mummify a car so
> completely that you couldn't see the paint anywhere. We used 104 rolls
> on one house one night.
A friend of mine's father owned a military surplus store and used to pay
us to sort the stuff he bought in blind lots. One time he wound up with a
pallet filled with a few thousand Navy sea-dye markers (the tablets that
life jackets carry to dye the ocean a bright flourescent color for a few
hundred sq yards). It wasn't long before we discovered that one marker
would dye a backyard swimming pool a horrendous flourescent green color.
before the summer was over, we had dyed every pool in town green at least
once. We also found out that a combo of dye markers and Tide worked
wonders on fountains.
Bud
Marlene Blanshay
philan...@aol.comurpants (Ang) wrote:
> First of all, in response to the last question posed, I would say that growing
> up in the 70's was less complex than now.
>
> For example, back then if someone "called you down/chose you out", you knew it
> would just be hand-to-hand combat afterschool. The thought of anyone bringing
> a gun to school was unheard of! On that same note, drivebys were also unheard
> of!
>
> In the 70's on a Friday night, one would worry about getting high/drunk/laid -
> well, pretty much like now, I guess but without odd piercings!
>
> I don't remember being too bored. I spent a lot of time at the mall buying
> goopy lip gloss and 45 rpm records. I also remember that at that time,
I had a
> telephone (corded) growing out of my ear. Sure, I watched TV but not with the
> fervor that I do now (I had a life back then!)
>
Yep, goopy lip gloss and 45s- I can still smell that lip gloss.
In the late 70s, I smoked a lotta grass, and I popped a lotta pills...
(not really, I didn't pop pills). Parties meant tons and tons of drugs!
Bud
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> On that same note, drivebys were also unheard
> of!
>
What's this sound?:
clop...clop...clop..bang,bang,bang,clop,clop,clop,clop
AN Amish drive-by shooting
Bud
Ang
the kegers! The mainstay of the young adult's diet!
Ang
blan...@total.net (Marlene Blanshay) wrote:
>In the late 70s, I smoked a lotta grass, and I popped a lotta pills...(not
really, I didn't pop pills). Parties meant tons and tons of drugs!
MaryMc
<rroe...@NOSPAMtampabay.rr.com> wrote:
> On Tue, 20 Jan 2004 08:37:28 -0800, MaryMc
> <mary...@SPAMBEGONEmindspring.com> wrote:
>
>
> >168 miles to Sacramento to see the midnight show of Rocky Horror
> >Picture Show (all naked, except for the driver...don't ask).
> >
> Come on Mary... You've GOT to share this one with us!
...except that this is about all there is to tell. Like i said, we
took any excuse (or no excuse at all) to get naked. We never did
anything more than that--well, one card game ended up with a bunch of
us on a waterbed, giggling and groping very tentatively--but we were
much too awkward and socially inept at that age to actually go any
farther. That drive to Sacramento was one of those times--we piled in
one guy's van, got on the freeway, and everybody stripped (come to
think of it, the driver probably did, too--he wasn't one to hold back).
Then we sat and giggled for the rest of the trip. Probably played
cards, too.
We were an odd bunch of kids, no doubt about it.
MaryMc
<some...@overtherainbow.com> wrote:
> A friend of mine's father owned a military surplus store and used to pay
> us to sort the stuff he bought in blind lots. One time he wound up with a
> pallet filled with a few thousand Navy sea-dye markers (the tablets that
> life jackets carry to dye the ocean a bright flourescent color for a few
> hundred sq yards). It wasn't long before we discovered that one marker
> would dye a backyard swimming pool a horrendous flourescent green color.
> before the summer was over, we had dyed every pool in town green at least
> once.
Ooooh, good one! Wish we'd thought of that.
> We also found out that a combo of dye markers and Tide worked
> wonders on fountains.
We liked fountains, too. We skinny-dipped a few times in the ones in
front of the Redding Civic Ausitorium.
MaryMc
<blan...@total.net> wrote:
> > I don't remember being too bored. I spent a lot of time at the mall buying
> > goopy lip gloss and 45 rpm records. I also remember that at that time,
> I had a
> > telephone (corded) growing out of my ear. Sure, I watched TV but not with
> > the
> > fervor that I do now (I had a life back then!)
> >
>
> Yep, goopy lip gloss and 45s- I can still smell that lip gloss.
oh, yeah...fruit flavored--strawberry, cherry... We didn't have a mall
yet then, so I bought mine at Woolworths--the 45s, too, come to think
of it.
Inter Pares
"zalzon" <zalzon...@zalll.com> wrote in message
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> besides the obvious.
>
> I am just curious.
>
> For example, on a weekend, what would a 17 yr old do?
In my case I arose *every* morning (24/7/365 for 6 years) at 5:15 a.m. and
milked 150 cows.Luckily the milking process itself was automatted but
herding the cows towards the milkhouse and checking each cow for injury and
whatnot wasn't automatted.
Missing an hour or so of sleep was a small sacrifice considering that I was
paid the princley sum (for a teenager in those days) of $30 per week.
We were kinda restricted on entertainment options because there just wasn't
too many options to choose from.
TV consisted of 3 channels,video games and computers were non-existent.
We listened to the radio a lot and played records.
One of my freinds dad had a collection of porno mags that could rival the
Library of Congress in volume and we desperatley tried to peruse as many as
possible before we were found out.
Everything changed once I got my drivers license and my own car (69'
Chevelle SS,I loved that car!).
My life's pursuit then became GETTING LAID!More often than not,I was
unsuccesful but not for the lack of trying.
Ya see,back in those days most "decent" girls had morals and even if they
did want to do it,their moral conciousness would only allow an outside of
the clothes "feel" or some passionate kissing.Intercourse was only succesful
with the "tramps" and "sluts".Thank you tramps and sluts!
Most weekends we spent "cruising" up and down main street,drinking
beer,flirting with girls and just cutting up.
I don't think that time honored tradition has changed too much....not around
here anyway.
> Whenever i think about the 70s, i get the creepy feeling that it was
> like the brady family.
Uh...no.
Not even close.
>Young people would be bored out of their minds
> with no technology or good TV to keep them entertained.
Reading has an entertainment value that far surpasses anything that
television or any other modern technology has to offer.
> Also would you say growing up as a teen in the 70s was a lot less
> complex than today?
I would say so.
Kids today grow up much too young.
-Doug
Dave
options of things to do, but ignificantly more temptaion to engage in illegal
substances and drinking. There were no DARE or MADD type programs where I grew
up until well into the 80's. Teenagers will always look for outlets for sexual
expression, the Internet has given them more pressure to deal with in that area
I think. Anonimity has allowed them in some ways to become more sexually
expressive.
As for my 70's. I have no wild tales to tell. Drugs and alcohol were there, I
and most of my friends just ignored them. I watched TV, but I could take it
or leave it. I spent most of my time just being with friends, hanging out at a
person's house, going to movies, listening to music. Also church was a
significant part of my life as well.
Dave
recsec
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> In the late 70s, I smoked a lotta grass, and I popped a lotta pills...
Blame it on the Pusher Man!
Billy
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Buddy
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Thomas Paine
"No free man shall ever be de-barred the use of arms. The strongest reason
for the people to retain the right to keep and bear arms is as a last resort
to protect themselves against tyranny in government."
Thomas Jefferson
"First make sure you're right, then go ahead."
Davy Crockett
" There are certain sections in New York I wouldn't advise you to try to
invade."
Humphrey Bogart's line -as Rick- to Nazi officer in "Casablanca"
"The making of an American begins at the point where he himself rejects all
other ties, any other history, and himself adopts the vesture of his adopted
land."
James Baldwin
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The Wanderer
That's a LOT of tits!!
zalzon
wrote:
>>Young people would be bored out of their minds
>> with no technology or good TV to keep them entertained.
>
>Reading has an entertainment value that far surpasses anything that
>television or any other modern technology has to offer.
I agree with that.
zalzon
stimulation is just as bad as the information overload we get today.
The grass is always greener on the other side however.
As for the Brady family, its kind of wierd how insignificant their
problems were. A whole show would be based around how someone broke a
vase in the house and tried to hide it or something.
Marsha Brady was hot.
zalzon
<rosieon...@nyc.rr.com> wrote:
>And there was a sweet innocence to it
>all
Yes that's the main thing I was thinking of. But looking at the way
you were smoking crack and stuff, I've begun to wonder if the "Brady
Family" lifestyle was representative of that period.
Does not sound like you were too innocent though u may be the
exception perhaps.
The Wanderer
for me and lasted 2 years of a serious asskicking. Previous to that it was a
melange of pharmaceuticals, with a snort or two along the way. Dont take me
as being the exact poster boy of the '70s. My hedonism was about excess.
--
Buddy
from Brooklyn
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http://the70s.cje.net
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http://www.angelfire.com/ny5/ny514/
"Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God."
Thomas Paine
"No free man shall ever be de-barred the use of arms. The strongest reason
for the people to retain the right to keep and bear arms is as a last resort
to protect themselves against tyranny in government."
Thomas Jefferson
"First make sure you're right, then go ahead."
Davy Crockett
" There are certain sections in New York I wouldn't advise you to try to
invade."
Humphrey Bogart's line -as Rick- to Nazi officer in "Casablanca"
"The making of an American begins at the point where he himself rejects all
other ties, any other history, and himself adopts the vesture of his adopted
land."
James Baldwin
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Ang
wasn't even considered - unless you were really got hardcore. The people I
chose to hang out with would never resort to crack (or maybe, just chose to
never admit it) but rather choose to dabble in coke or Ecstasy. Those were the
"upscale, acceptable" drugs.
Funny how a deluded (or should I say "diluted" mind tries to rationalize and
accept drug use. Looking back, drugs is drugs. Whether you're smoking 'em,
drinking 'em, swallowin 'em, shootin 'em or snortin 'em.
Now at the ripe old of of twenty-nineteen (39), the only "drug" I imbibe in on
any basis, is caffeine.
Yeah, I will be the first to admit, years ago, I may have been somewhat screwed
up but damn, I was having fun (or, at least I *think* I was).
Ang
Buddy wrote:
>Oh, I never claimed innocence, about myself. And crack didn't come until '87
for me and lasted 2 years of a serious asskicking. Previous to that it was a
melange of pharmaceuticals, with a snort or two along the way. Dont take me
as being the exact poster boy of the '70s. My hedonism was about excess.<
Lorrie
actually made quite a bit of money doing it. Get this, I made 50 cents an
hour, but after midnight my rate went up to 75 cents. Of course, prices were a
lot cheaper back then. I remember 45's sold for 50 cents. Levis were $7.00.
Movies were $1.25 - and you got to see 2 movies!! Drive Ins were like 2.00 a
carload. We'd get a group of us in 3 or 4 different cars. We'd go to a drive
in with 4 screens and each car would go to a different screen. We'd sit and
watch bits and pieces of each film. We used to have slumber parties (sorry,
girls only!) and make crank phone calls. I remember when I was about 12 we'd
play divorce court. I used to have this stuffed toy snake that was about 6
feet long. I'd wear it around my neck like it was a scarf. We were pretty
good actors! We'd also play hide and seek, kick the can, spud, steal the
bacon, red rover. Hey, we didn't have computers back then - only Pong!
Oh, we'd also do our version of American Idol, I guess you'd say. Hairbrushes
became microphones - oh and that stuffed toy snake would find it's way around
my neck again :)
Lorrie
There will always be prayer in school as long as there are tests
The Wanderer
or none use of any particular substances. Everybody has to have their vice I
guess. (And I know plenty of assholes in bothe camps: clean and using.) And
experience is the best teacher (if you survive).... but even though I've
been clean just short of 15 years, I think that somethings are worse than
others. I wont get high again, myself (fingers crossed, because I am a
person who is prone to excess in whatever I do (except work.... hmmmmm). I
do miss three things in this order: weed, beer, and acid. But i just cant
mess with 'em. Some people can smoke a joint and not go off the deep end. I
cant, and it doesn't happen overnight, it's a long insidious process. But
I've already had my party, and the time came to "go home". As a friend of
mine was told by his shrink "So you didn't have a happy childhood, but you
had a LONG one!" Still wouldn'ta changed very much in my past.
--
Buddy
from Brooklyn
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"Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God."
Thomas Paine
"No free man shall ever be de-barred the use of arms. The strongest reason
for the people to retain the right to keep and bear arms is as a last resort
to protect themselves against tyranny in government."
Thomas Jefferson
"First make sure you're right, then go ahead."
Davy Crockett
" There are certain sections in New York I wouldn't advise you to try to
invade."
Humphrey Bogart's line -as Rick- to Nazi officer in "Casablanca"
"The making of an American begins at the point where he himself rejects all
other ties, any other history, and himself adopts the vesture of his adopted
land."
James Baldwin
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Ernest Kind
MaryMc
<rosieon...@nyc.rr.com> wrote:
> Without trying to get "preachy" here. I dont judge other people by their use
> or none use of any particular substances. Everybody has to have their vice I
> guess. (And I know plenty of assholes in bothe camps: clean and using.) And
> experience is the best teacher (if you survive).... but even though I've
> been clean just short of 15 years, I think that somethings are worse than
> others. I wont get high again, myself (fingers crossed, because I am a
> person who is prone to excess in whatever I do (except work.... hmmmmm). I
> do miss three things in this order: weed, beer, and acid. But i just cant
> mess with 'em. Some people can smoke a joint and not go off the deep end. I
> cant, and it doesn't happen overnight, it's a long insidious process. But
> I've already had my party, and the time came to "go home". As a friend of
> mine was told by his shrink "So you didn't have a happy childhood, but you
> had a LONG one!" Still wouldn'ta changed very much in my past.
Very well said, Buddy. I'm with you--I smoked enough dope between ages
18 and 32 to last me a few lifetimes, so I haven't touched it
since...but DAMN, I do miss it!! But there's no going back there for
me, either. Other folks who don't have the problems with it that I did
(and I think most people who smoke a little dope now and then don't
abuse it, or harm themselves or anyone else with it), by all means,
light up and enjoy--wish I could join you, but I can't.
But I wouldn't change anything, either. The road I've traveled got me
to where I am now, and that's a pretty damn good place, all things
considered.
recsec
driven anywhere by my Dad & have him pick me up later. Just didn't seem
worth going out to me. I entertained my self with records & TV. Also I had a
3 channel 10 watt (I think it was) walkie talkie. I ran a wire outside my
bedroom window & up a tall tree & attched it to my antenna. Got better
reception that way. Then I would just sit back in my bean bag chair &
ratchet jaw with truckers driving down I-10 or buddies who lived around me.
Was able to talk to one who lived about 12 miles away. That or I would just
go & sit in the truck & talk on the CB in it. In the daytime I we would go
out in the woods & go bird hunting or build ramps to jump on our bikes, play
football & also cut grass for money to go down to a game room for pinball.
After I got my liscense things changed. I was the oldest looking of all my
friends so I was able to buy beer at age 16. Every Saturday night me & 2
others would get in the truck & go to a little town called Crosby where the
VFW hall there had a dance. We called the place The Stomp. EVERYBODY went
there. If you didn't go there then you weren't anybody. We'd also hang out
at Gilley's which was SO much better than before Urban Cowboy came out. Like
the song said me & my bunch were country before country was cool. Plus there
were a coupla good teen type clubs down the road from Gilley's we went to.
We'd hang out at the place where those of us in FFA kept out calves & pigs
at. It was simply called The Pens. Get laid & drunk there tho not
neccesarily in that order. One time we tied a tire to the back of my truck
(about 5 back from the rear of it) & we'd sit in the tire, grab the rope &
hold on!! We'd also (try) to ride the calves we had there. No bulls as they
were either steers or heifers. Didn't matter tho. They didn't much take to
us being on them. Man that was fun!! We also did have to work with the
animals out there geting them ready for shows. On Friday nights we'd take
over Pizza Hut after football games where the only kind of beer was either
Colorado Cool Aid & Colorado Cool Aid Light. The manager would have half the
place roped off waiting for us to show up. And I did have a job to go to.
Worked at Gerland's Grocery Store. Started off as a sacker & then worked my
way up to the bottle room. That's where you would seperate all the different
kinds of coke bottles
folks would bring in for deposit. Started out at the incredible sum of $2.65
an hour, left that store & went to a new Gerland's doing the same job where
I was making $3.50 an hour. All in all it was a fun time. Didn't start weed
until I got out on my own at age 19.
I would say it was better to be a kid then than now. No one brought guns to
school. Us AG boys carried Buck knives in our pocket, along with a wallet &
can of Skoal, but we used them in AG class for skinning deer & cattle. Hell
the teacher kept a .22 rifle in class used on cows & pigs. But NO ONE & I do
mean NO ONE EVER thought about using it for anything else than what it was
for. Fights were always hand to hand. You'd have a winner & a loser & then
it was all over. No looking for revenge the way kids do today. And we lived
a damn good life w/o today's modern convienences. Let's see how kids today
would handle life with no cable, no computers or internet, or no cell
phones. If we needed to make a phone call it only cost us a dime & you could
find a coke bottle or 2 to get that if you were broke.
Billy
The Wanderer
guy, just fuck him up. Then when you bumped into him again down the road
there was always that knowledge that "Yeah, I laid one on ya. And if ya mess
with me, I can do it again." You got a reputation as a tough guy THAT way. A
tough guy was a good fighter, not a killer. There were guys NOBODY in the
neighborhood would challenge because just like a boxer you would look at
thje won/ loss record. And people would think like "Well, he beat Larry, and
I cant beat Larry so......" But then again there were those few things that
you HAD to fight for no matter if you got your ass beat or not.
--
Buddy
from Brooklyn
http://geocities.com/thewanderer315/
http://the70s.cje.net
http://www.johnlennon.it/galleria_fotografica.htm
http://www.angelfire.com/ny5/ny514/
"Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God."
Thomas Paine
"No free man shall ever be de-barred the use of arms. The strongest reason
for the people to retain the right to keep and bear arms is as a last resort
to protect themselves against tyranny in government."
Thomas Jefferson
"First make sure you're right, then go ahead."
Davy Crockett
" There are certain sections in New York I wouldn't advise you to try to
invade."
Humphrey Bogart's line -as Rick- to Nazi officer in "Casablanca"
"The making of an American begins at the point where he himself rejects all
other ties, any other history, and himself adopts the vesture of his adopted
land."
James Baldwin
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Hedlinz
drove around the Burger King to scope guys. We went to the Pizza Inn
all-you-can-eat buffet. We waited by the mailbox for our college acceptance
letters.
We worked on the yearbook. We went to pep rallies and HS football games and
marched on the field at halftime to cheesy '60s and '70s tunes in the band. We
did charity work in the Civinettes. And every Saturday night, we went to a
friend's house and ate popcorn and drank Coke and watched "SNL." And after
that, because our friend's dad worked at a movie studio, we watched tapes of
Monty Python shows on PBS (from a reel-to-reel setup ... no VCRs back then).
We didn't drink. We didn't smoke. We didn't do drugs. And we did not associate
with those who did. Hell ... we missed most of the '70s. "Dazed and Confused"
is like from another planet for us.
Lest you worry tho, we went to college the next year and WAY made up for lost
time. Disco, drugs, sex ... and, oh, do we have class today?
Which explains that 162 score I got on the "Are You Going to Hell" test.
:)
What do I do now? I worry about where my 18-year-old daughter is and what she's
doing. Which, I believe, my parents never had to do.
She's a good girl, but MAN have things changed.