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Friday, June 18, 2010
31 comments:
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Anonymous said...
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Katy Keene paper dolls.
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6/18/10, 7:29 AM
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Unknown said...
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Me, too, except for the "eating out" stuff and many of the toys. Too poor.
And let's not forget those can openers that left the triangular holes in cans. Make a big hole on one edge, a smaller one across from it and GUZZLE!!
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6/18/10, 7:36 AM
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Jess said...
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Yep. Nickle Cokes with a penny bottle deposit if you took it with you. On a good morning, you'd find enough bottles to enjoy an afternoon Coke with a Zero candy bar. The long walk on the hot asphalt was worth it.
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6/18/10, 8:18 AM
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Rodger the Real King of France said...
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Jess, bottle deposit was 2 cents in my Chicago, and we all had our favorite places to retrieve empties from and trade then in for penny candy. Now Baltimore, and other cities, see a 5 cent tax on every bottle as a way to extend their spendthrift ways. No deposit refunds for anyone. I will not be surprised if they aren't soon filled with gasoline and returned via "air mail."
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6/18/10, 8:39 AM
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Chuck Martel said...
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So that's what a skate key looks like.
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6/18/10, 8:46 AM
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Anonymous said...
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Sitting in the dark living room at 3am in our underwear, watching the astronauts launch.
The teachers walking all the kids home in groups, practicing for if the Communists shot an atomic missile at us.
Trying to understand what the grown-ups were talking about when they talked about the negroes marching.
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6/18/10, 8:48 AM
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MoFiZiX Gr4FiX said...
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I wonder how many folks missed the skate key or the flash bulb or the brownie camera.
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6/18/10, 9:11 AM
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Rodger the Real King of France said...
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... or "Captain Video and the Video Rangers" on Dumont.
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6/18/10, 9:38 AM
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vanderleun said...
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I had the ping-pong gun. (That sound, that sound!) There were pistols too as I recall. My brother had them too.
You could get a good stinging shot in if you did everything just right. That included wetting them in your mouth and then loading them right at the top of the tube. -
6/18/10, 9:46 AM
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Vanderleun said...
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Two USA numbers:
1950 -- 150 Million
2010 -- 310 Million -
6/18/10, 9:58 AM
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Juice said...
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Thanks so much for this post. Amazing stroll down memory lane.
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6/18/10, 10:12 AM
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Anonymous said...
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Hard to believe I used to sit in left field and watch Ernie, Billy and Ron like it was nothing-senior year I had all my classes in the morning except for accursed English last period, heck if I was going to Wrigley, then guess what? Thought I had it made when I got Cs and was never there for the first 2 grade periods but alas, busted.
Caused me to be 2 credits short to graduate so I had to go to summer school and that year-1969-they tore down St George so I was the last guy to graduate from there
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6/18/10, 11:22 AM
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Esteve said...
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Marlin Perkins, now there's a man. Wrestling a giant Anaconda in the Amazon and in his sixties. No "green" crap just amazing stories about amazing creatures.
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6/18/10, 11:25 AM
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Anonymous said...
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I had an "us vs. them" epiphany last week when a distant relative remarked to me that as far as he was concerned the greatest triumph of our generation was the 1969 moon landing. Any who say Woodstock was the greatest triumph of the generation should be duly noted for what they are. - Vice Sgt Boone
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6/18/10, 12:02 PM
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Anonymous said...
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I 've shot a ping pong gun, but I don't remember whether it was mine or not. Skate key - be sure to keep it on a string aroung your neck. Had to tighten the clamps often. And the fingernails on blackboard scriiiitcchhh sound of those aluminum ice cube trays.
How about the air pump for your bike tires that had a little base for your foot and a T handle on the pump? Or old playing cards or baseball cards mounted on the bike fender brace aand stuck into your bike spokes for that vroom sound?
The icebox and chasing the ice truck down the street to grab the chips as they slid back on the floor when the truck accelerated away. That and the jingalingalinga of the Good Humor Man, much nicer than the asshole who comes around now with his electronic "The Sting" theme song you can hear all evening long from two miles away.
'Course those are hard to capture in a picture, but your pics triggered those memories. Thanks, Rodger.
Lt. Col. Gen. Tailgunner dick -
6/18/10, 1:34 PM
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BobG said...
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The only thing missing is a "church key".
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6/18/10, 1:55 PM
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Anonymous said...
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pogo stick, stilts, tin-cans-&-string-telephone, cap pistols, yo-yo's, hula-hoop, frisbee, silly putty, nickel snickers after swimming at the field club, balloon tire bikes... and of course the pop-gun rifle that you'd stick into the dirt so's it would shoot a plug out the muzzle.
White Sox game was my 1st with my uncle in about 1956. Awestruck.
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6/18/10, 2:28 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Remember every single one of 'em except....what's that first one? Was it the little plastic thing you shot into the air with a red gun? Also recall the purple Liberty Stamp for 3 cents. I spent whole days in roller scates like that....ruined a few pairs of shoes too. Does anybody remember the Helm's trucks and those fabulous glazed donuts...it was a So. Cal. thing. Thanks for the memories Rodger! :-D
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6/18/10, 2:35 PM
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DougM said...
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Thanks for that, Rodge.
All of the above, but add a cap pistol, dungarees with the cuffs turned up, rain boots with the slotted buckles, and candy cigarettes.
As for bottle deposits, when I was a Boy Scout working on the hiking merit badge, we picked up bottles along the road and turned 'em in at some store along the way for a soda pop and a snack. -
6/18/10, 2:54 PM
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Trialdog said...
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The Stadium (Bobby, Keith, and Phil), shooting out the red dot with .22 shorts at the carnival with a pump action rifle, Harry's fish net...hell, the old Comisky, fork extenders and a banana seat for your Schwinn.
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6/18/10, 3:05 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Hey....for us gals. How about those pop beads or the three dollar Barbie dolls? Ooh...or the candy dots on paper.
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6/18/10, 3:16 PM
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Scottiebill said...
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And don't forget Reed's Paloop suckers. Or the penny candy root beer barrels. Or Walnettos, a chewy candy. Or all the radio programs, like The Shadow, Inner Sanctum, Captain Midnight, Fibber McGee and Molly, Fred Allen and all the characters in Allen's Alley, Smilin' Jack Smith, Kay Kyser and his College of Musical Knowledge with Ish Kabibble, Dr. IQ the Mental Banker, Ma Perkins, and Stella Dallas, to name just a few. Or Lucky Strike Green. Or the American flag with 48 stars. Or the Andrew Sisters. Or Red Skelton's Mean Little Kid and Clem Kadiddlehopper. Or the old comic strips like Little Orphan Annie, Captain Easy, Terry and the Pirates, Gasoline Alley, Our Boarding House with Major Hoople, The Bull in the Woods, The Phantom, Krazy Kat, Popeye and Olive Oyl, The Little King, Smokey Stover, The Lone Ranger and Tonto, and all the others.
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6/18/10, 4:41 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Ah...the Sunday morning comics. Remember the "Katzenjammer Kids", or "The Little King"? How about those plastic transistor radios that looked like satellites......sit in bed listening to "The Shadow"...nobody knew you had it on. Good times, good times....
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6/18/10, 5:10 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Oh.....and Jack Benny going down to the "vault"?
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6/18/10, 5:13 PM
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JMcD said...
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Don't know if this will be familiar to you guys, but when I was a young kid, grownups used to cream their coffee with canned Carnation or Pet condensed milk.
The empty cans were prized by me and all my young cowboy buddies because these cans were intact, except for a couple small holes in one end, and we knew how to turn them into clamped on horse shoes by stepping down on the center of the can til it crimped up around your shoe.
You take a posse of young buckaroos, riding stick horses(from our neighborhood broom factory), around the sidewalks of our territory,wearing these wonderful noisemakers,and all of us a hootin and hollerin....heck...5 or 6 of us could wake the dead, or at least jangle the nerves of everybody in a 5 block area.
I wouldn't take anything in the world for those thrilling days of yesteryear, riding the urban range,killing desperados and WWII enemies...... What the hell those Japanese and German soldiers were doing stalking the ranch, I have NO idea,but there was a war going on. -
6/18/10, 6:34 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Sheesh! I'll never forget the smell of that canned condensed milk! We used to be so damn creative and improvisational as kids....all that found crap built the best forts in the world.
Ad rem.... -
6/18/10, 7:15 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Bought a "ping pomg ball gun" for grandson here:
http://www.funforalltoys.com/products/just_for_fun_6/burp_gun/burp_gun.html -
6/18/10, 7:33 PM
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Darrell said...
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We were too poor for Lincoln Logs, so we used dog turds instead.
WV: swory lol -
6/18/10, 9:41 PM
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JMcD said...
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Me and my buddies managed and worked at the "Steel Drum Oil Company".
There were two gas stations in our neighborhood behind which there were steel drums for disposal of empytied oil cans.
We would spend hours on end retreiving and draining these cans of the last teaspoonful of oil til we had a quart which would sell for 10 cents.
Never had trouble finding a buyer and it kept idle hands busy.
Hot, dry cowboys and soldiers need a popsicle or orange pop to refresh for the next battle. -
6/18/10, 10:25 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Anon at 2:35PM: the yellow thing is a spindle adaptor for 45RPM phonograph records.
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6/19/10, 5:25 AM
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Anonymous said...
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"..tore down St. George in 1969.." That reminds me, I went to DePaul HS and they closed it in 1968. Some guys went to St. George, and when they closed that, those guys must have really gotten a rejection complex. I went to Lane Tech., which was an all-boy magnet school, until I graduated and then they let in girls the next year. Probably safer that way.
Surprisingly, the Lane crowd was tamer than the DePaul guys who talked about sniffing glue, sold fake IDs, etc. -
6/19/10, 12:43 PM
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