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Adult movie tickets were $3.25, kid tickets were $1.25 and the quart sized soda cup was something you only purchased if you had three people to share it.
Wow, I'd go to the movie with a buck in my pocket. It was fifty cents to get in and the other fifty cents would buy enough Milk Duds and popcorn to fill me up.
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When I was a kid it was possible if you shopped very carefully, to buy over 125 candies with your $.25 allowance. Candy bananas and black licorice shoelaces were big back then. So were wax lips, black cat gum, candy cigarettes, shoe button candy, jawbreakers, tootsie rolls and pixisticks. I used to dream of having $1 cuz I would have so much candy everyone would envy me and want to be my friend.
All boys had extensive hot-wheels collections and girls had barbie collections and your social world was determined by the desirability of your collection. No hot stuff, no friends. Even if you didn't like barbie and hot wheels you owned them.
It took us forever to figure out the boys were trying to see our panties on the swingset as we all wore skirts back then. Girls weren't even allowed to wear pants at all until I was in the 11th grade.
Boys and girls each had their own side of the playground and would get detention for crossing over to the wrong gender side during recess.
King of the Hill on the mountainous snowbanks plowed up was the best game at school ever.
It took us forever to figure out the boys were trying to see our panties on the swingset as we all wore skirts back then. Girls weren't even allowed to wear pants at all until I was in the 11th grade.
Boys and girls each had their own side of the playground and would get detention for crossing over to the wrong gender side during recess.
That's odd, it seems like common sense to have girls wear shorts or thick stockings under their dresses.
When I was your age, phone numbers started out with names like Fairfax and Baxter, and the phones had rotary dials.
We had to look up facts in Britannica Encyclopedias or other books at the library, and you had to find those by looking up the number of the book on little 3x5 cards.
Instead of racking up points in video games, we counted how many times we could bounce on a pogo stick without falling off.
Speaking of video games... Pong was the s**t when it first came out.
There were 3 channels on the TV and they all closed down for the night around midnight. I remember when channel 4 came into existence I was not allowed to watch it as my Mother thought it was too radical and subversive.
Talking on the phone with your friends was a special privilege since there was only one phone in the house. That's right - one phone/household. And the phone number was Defender 5-6474. And, sigh, area code 212.
«suebe : Talking on the phone with your friends was a special privilege since there was only one phone in the house. That's right - one phone/household. And the phone number was Defender 5-6474. And, sigh, area code 212.
Was the phone hardwired into the wall? none of this plug it in anywhere nonsense.
That and the fact that the phone was one supplied by the telephone company, you couldn't take it with you when you moved house.
When I was your age, I got to ride my bicycle without a helmet, my roller skates without knee/elbow pads and play ball in the streets...
And if I fell and skinned my knee/elbow, All I got was a wound wash with alcohol/peroxide and rub some red mercury liquid (that stung like hell, mind you) and I was to tough it up and chalk it to life experience and return outside to play...