Remembering the 70's...

Heck yeah, I remember...Hit those childhood years wearing Toughskin Jeans,
those brown suede rubber soled lace up shoes (whatever they were called-alzheimers kicking in),watching re-runs of the original Mickey Mouse Club.
Oh goodie, I just realized the re-runs we watched were from the 50's !!!
Remembering my best friend's first car - a brown Pinto!! Such kewl times.
What an era.

 

chukka boots? They had a gummy sole.

 

Sew-On Patches of "Have A Nice Day" & "Keep On Trucking".

Bell-bottom denim.Big lapel cowboy shirts.The Fonz,Charlies Angels,C.B.Radio,Streaking,The Dukes Of Hazzard,Donny & Marie,Farrah Fawcett-Majors,Starsky & Hutch,Synthesizers,Trade Union Strikes,Power Cuts,Milk Bottles,Green Shield Stamps,Disco-Music,Space Dust,Electronic Ping-Pong Games,'Oz' Magazine,Super 8mm Movies.

............memories of the 1970s........no stopping 'em!.

 

That be them

 

Oh man...I actually had a Happy Days album with the Fonz on the cover.
Loved to eat Space Dust and Dad still has the 8 mm movies we watched
as kids. Remember Disco Duck ? Those days were just to much fun.

 

Ah..the 70's.....Let's see..


Us poor kids could afford to drive 60's muscle cars..
(My best friend drove an Opel Kadet..though)
A lot of towns still had Blue Laws....when it wasn't grain harvest time (during summer) you'd see just about everyone in town at the city park on saturday afternoon just chillin.. cuz the stores were all closed.
Still could get "fresh milk" delivered to your house (you could in my hometown)
There were still wide open spaces ..in town.
Oh, corduroy overalls with bell bottoms, sky high shoes, floppy caps.

 

childhood? i WAS 21 in 69! (born in 1948)

70s was when you could hitch and people would actualy stop and give you a ride. one place i was living in oregon in the late 70s i used to hitch to work every morning. never late once!

my first car? a 1959 chevy pannel truck. always wanted one and wouldn't mind having one now, if i had to have some kind of a vehicule at all, which i don't.

it wasn't a long enough bed for a real bed to streatch out in though. 235 ohc inline 6, favorit internal combustion engine i ever had to deal with. never much love for pavement or cities even then. not where personal vehicules belong. out in the boonies is. people too far apart for public transit is the only excuse anyone should ever have to need them.

mickey mouse. i watched em IN the 50s. little funniccillo annette when she was 11 or 12. she was well in her 20s when they were showing the reruns in the 60s and 70s.

blah. mickey mouse was right wing brainwashing then. probably why so many idiots grew up to vote for nuts like nixxon, raygun and bush.

good things about the 50s was people could a did build all sorts of wierd looking houses and buildings (and not just us shaggy folks out in the boonies either). there was some kind of franchise that were all kind of spherical and painted orange so they looked like an orange. that and railroads running passinger trains, citys having trolleys, and greyhound running locals and every hour or so.

that reminds me; anyone know/remember what those were about. back in the 50s. i think they were mostly abondond in the early 60s, arround 63 or so. but they used be along almost every highy turnout and the were some kind of franchise, like a hamburger joint or something. those orange things that looked like an orange. my folks never had a car when they were in bussiness so i never did find out.

i don't think they were orange julius, though they could have been. they might have been a&w rootbeer too. they had a hamburger joint franchise for a while but that was later in the 70s. but these spherical orange hot dog stand sized looking places used to be all over the place. at least here in california.

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Yup childhood....And what a great one it was.
They are cherished memories no matter how some may twist them.

 

Yeah, I was 10 in 69', so I really was a child of the 70's. First car was a 71' El Camino. (but my favorite was my 68' Plymouth Satellite 2dr hd top-it ran like a scalded dog)

And oh yeah, late 70's we hitched all over the place. (used the old gas can trick)

Have a friend in Oklahoma..his first car was an old chevy panel. He's still got it, and he loves that thing more than oxygen.

 

Hey Okie,
There's a guy who lives around here that has an old El Camino. He's
put a 4x4 kit on it and big tires..Toooooooo kewl

 

My Uncle and aunts Pontiac Stratochief 4 door automobile in deep dark blue.

Clotheslines, clotheslines everywhere! Everyone had one and used one, and you never had to look very far to find one with a long row of cloth diapers and rubber pants hanging up on it.

"Baby Scott" (T-tab) Disposable diapers. If anyone faintly remembers, Baby Scott disposable diapers were the diapers that incorporated the use of cute little snap-on gingham coloured rubber pants. It was a two piece disposable diaper system that much resembled regular ordinary cloth diapers with rubber pants over top.

Those silly old commercial hair dryers in beauty salons, that had the big puffy plastic type bag that went over the women's heads after they got their perms. I remember women lined up all in a row under those things, smoking cigarettes, chit-chatting, and reading magazines.

My mother running around the house with her hair all done up in household curlers, with a pair of baby rubber pants pulled on over top of her head. Curlers poking out through the leg holes. "In those days you did what worked, and used what you had".

 

what i remember most about the 60s and 70s, what made them the sort of mini-golden age that they were, was that people weren't all about expecting what was past to be better then what they could make of what was to come.

i remember hope.

i remember dreaming about a future that we can still make happen.

that's what people who hated us long haired hippies were actualy afraid of.

of having to do their own thinking which reality makes everyone have to do a little of anyway.

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Anyone remember Soft n' Fade? That was a detergent for softening up and fading blue jeans.

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i wasn't into blue denum, stiff scratchy and uncomfortable when new, tended to wear out too damd quickly once they faided, on top of being i thought a bit hypicritical of a kind of anti-uniform uniform if you know what i mean.

i'm still damd curious about those big oranges though. spherical orange things with a customer window in one side and a door in the back, just big enough for a hot dog stand, about maybe 16 feet in diameter. sometimes with and additional awning, usualy not, but always spherical and always painted pumpking orange orange.

it always bugged me never knowing what they were and still bugs me still not.

they were along the old highway. and when they built the freeway they were on the access roads by some of the exits. never had a car nor my parents either when they were still in whatever bussiness they were in. i'd see them riding by on the greyhound or in someone else's car. that's whay i never got to see one up close when they existed. but i'd see cars, people parked in front of them, going up to that counter when it was opened and buying something. produce? orange juce? hamburger? i really don't know and really, you know it's one of those ungratified things from my childhood, like never getting to ride on the key system when it was running because my dad's pass was good on the ferry boats (accross san francisco bay from the oakland 'mole' to the ferry building at the foot of market street).

(when the railroad stopped running the ferry boats they contracted greyhounds funkeyest crappiest oldest bussess to take us accross the bay bridge. by then the key system had just about stopped running and it would be another ten years before bart came online to replace it)

but dam, somebody who was arround then, in the 50s in northern california, and perhapse elsewhere, ought to remember those damd oranges and hopefully be able to tell me what the effing hell they were.

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the 70s,fleetwood mac,the eagles,rush,boston,...some great music then

 

Yeah, 70s was eclectic. Many types of music back then, country, heavy metal, easy listening, punk, new wave, ballads.

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sure all people who weren't there know is the music, but the big thing to me then, is there was still some hope of the automobile not perminently invaugling itself as america's state religeon.

the establishment had the guns but us crazy kids had the numbers. mellowing out and laying back. being creative. gloriying in immagination rather then destructiveness. creating oddness, uniqueness. as participants, not spectators. building a golden age out of the ashes of past ignorance. THAT was the 70s. what young people and a few older ones, had sacraficed their publicly perceived honor and gone to jail to fight for becoming the new establishment, starting to happen. that was the 70s too. until the kneejerk fanatacism of the 80 came along and screwed us all.

a psychodellic colored decade of hope and creativity.

and not just shaggy and out on the street, but in architectural design and other more socialy accepted places as well. certainly the only decade the genre of science fiction ever received the respect it deserved.

of course i'm talking about in america and a few more other fortunate places.

there were, after all, some pretty horrible things going on elsewhere, often do to american forign policy, as they had been and continue to be, for as long as i have lived in this body on this planet.

but there was a serious majority of opposition to those horrers, serious, open and perhapse not entirely ignored by a far more diverse main stream media.

though it did, coin the term "hippie", and use it mostly in such a way as to attempt to discredit us and our ideals.

but that was mostly back in the 60s, when we were all still kids and struggling for it.
like i said, in the 70s we were becoming the new establishment, or on the verge of doing so, until pseudo-conservatism, which i've never seen in practice as more then a polite euphamism for idiological fanatacism, cut its back room deal between ragun and khomani to screw us all, as we've been being screwed by it ever since.

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The Great New England Blizzard of '78'

I think I remember wanting to go outside and play in the snow,
but because there was 4 feet on snow on the ground (with 10 foot
drifts) my mother wouldn't let me go outside and play


Hotwater

 

they called THAT a blizzard? on donner summit in 1968, june 2nd, with four inches of slush on the ground and melting fast, that night it droped 8 FEET of snow IN 8 HOURS. the drifts, were, as is typical up there, 20 FEET at least.

i remember because this was right before i went into the air force to avoid getting drafted into the army.

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That one in 78 dumped on the Midwest through New England. It was like a hurricane.

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