Remember when?

peapod
#1
A childhood friend stopped by last night, and our conversation drifted to the way things use to be. I thought it would be nice for us to have a thread where we can discuss some of the "good old days" and things we remember from childhood. Although this idea is mute for me, as I never left my childhood. We shared alot of the club med holidays of our childhood. That is bible camp. This was in our day a club med holiday. Our favorite ones were the ones where there was more adventures than preaching.

In my day, you could get up at dawn and disappear for the whole day and there would be no amber alert out for you. In my day if you liked a guy, you beat him up, now they have sex. My way was more fun and safer :P
Anyone else have any fond memories of childhood?
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Reverend Blair
#2
Clubbing rats was kind of fun. Here's the method....You get an old hubcap and fill it up with milk. You put it in the middle of the barn and turn out the lights. Sit quietly. When you hear the rats drinking you turn on the lights and start clubbing away. Repeat as needed.

It's a good way to kill an evening...and some rats.
 
Haggis McBagpipe
#3
This is a great idea for a thread.

As it is Halloween, my mind goes back to those great trick-or-treating nights when kids went trick-or-treating with each other and adults were assigned to stay home and dole out the goods, which is the proper order of things.

We would have our pockets crammed full of firecrackers to set off along the way - in those days, nobody knew they were 'dangerous', they were just loads of fun - and we gulped down a good percentage of our candy as it came to us.

Our costumes weren't very creative by today's standards, and the houses we visited didn't have much dressing-up done to them, but we sure did have fun, and we sure did eat a lot of candy. Our over-active imaginations made up for any apparent lack of dressing-up of houses or costumes.

The very best Halloweens ever were the foggy ones. Funny, I can still picture those nights. Fellow monsters and ghouls and witches emerging creepily from the fog as we walked along deserted streets. No adults anywhere, just porch lights burning eerily in the mist, dogs barking off in the distance, lots of awesome spookiness. It was better than anything manufactured today, I'm sure of it.
 
Reverend Blair
#4
I remember our first Halloween in Ottawa. It was pretty much the same as Halloween on the prairies, but we didn't have to wear winter parkas over our costumes. Now that was cool.

I also remember that my brother got an Ex-Lax bar in his bag somehow. He missed school for a few days.
 
Paranoid Dot Calm
#5
Hey! PeaPod

I laugh each time I see your avatar. An excellent choice.

Anyways; I remember the morning after Halloween and when me and my twin compared our stash of sweets. We often traded candy like one would do with a baseball card collection.

I never liked candy apples. The apples were always bruised and had several brown or discoloured spots on them.
Chewing gum was always well appreciated.
It seemed our parents had more fun than us kids. For kids to run around and collect the booty is hard work.

 
peapod
#6
Hey Parnanoid you are making me paranoid, giving me a avartar with my name on it :P thanks. And I knew some twins once, well I still know them, but I knew them better when one was my boyfriend, and they would play tricks on me

We hated the houses that gave us apples and that halloween candy. We could get apples anytime right in the front yard. :P Sometimes we would sneak back and egg a window or two. A little reminder to have better candy next year :P It was so much fun to see little herds of horrid creatures scurry from neighbourhood to neighbourhood. And yes the trip to the graveyard.....now that was scary
 
Reverend Blair
#7
We're giving away Wagon Wheels this year, along with Rockets and other forms of pressed sugar. I hope kids still like Wagon Wheels.

The cool thing is that I'm having Wagon Wheels and beer for supper. Just call me Mr. Nutrition.
 
peapod
#8
We get hardly any kids in our neighbourhood. There are not really any kids living in the neighbourhood either. I have not really seen to manner tricker or treaters in victoria. Where did all the trick or treaters go any way. There use to be hoards of them. And now I await the arrival of my evil partner galaniomama so we can creep out for some candy....mwaaaahahahhahahahahahahahhah
 
Diamond Sun
#9
Hey Rev, did you know that Rockets aren't Rockets in the states. They call them Smarties. And the Smarties we have (the candy coated chocolate) they don't have at all.

Yeah, I know it has nothing to do with this thread, but I tought it was interesting.

As for fod memories of childhood. I mostly just remember how much time my brother and I spent outside, playing pretend, using our imaginations, and just being kids. We only watched TV on special occasions, and didn't have any type of video game system until I was well into my late teens. Kids these days just miss out on all the fun your imagination can produce!
 
Haggis McBagpipe
#10
Quote: Originally Posted by Diamond Sun

Kids these days just miss out on all the fun your imagination can produce!

You're sure right about that, and adult-sponsored 'organized fun' does NOT fill the gap.
 
Diamond Sun
#11
True enough. Besides, adults don't have near the imagination kids do...
 
Haggis McBagpipe
#12
Quote: Originally Posted by Diamond Sun

True enough. Besides, adults don't have near the imagination kids do... :)

The thing is, even imaginative adults will try to put their imaginative ideas on kids instead of just letting the kids find their own magical imaginative pursuits.
 
galianomama
#13
Quote:

The thing is, even imaginative adults will try to put their imaginative ideas on kids instead of just letting the kids find their own magical imaginative pursuits.

I agree.
 
Reverend Blair
#14
Quote:

and didn't have any type of video game system until I was well into my late teens.

We had an Intellivision game when I was a teenager. Then me and my buddies got drunk and had a water fight in the basement one January afternoon and the Intellivision didn't work anymore.

Now there's a memory...skipping school and hunkering down in the basement with a bunch of beer.
 
Haggis McBagpipe
#15
Quote: Originally Posted by Reverend Blair

Now there's a memory...skipping school and hunkering down in the basement with a bunch of beer.

Now that's got me to remembering my first time drunk. We skipped school, went to my friend's house, and drank diluted wine, pretending that it was communional wine (two of us were taking Anglican confirmation lessons at the time, ergo the theme). Boy did I get sick. I decided it was the water that made me sick, not the wine. Even then, I was so damn smart. 8-)
 
peapod
#16
hehehe first drunk. Funny how you always remember the "firsts" just like they happened yesterday. The first time I ever got drunk was in Qualicum beach. A carload of us drove there from Port Alberni on a Friday night. We were all down on the beach, and had a bon fire. Than 2 bottles of southern comfort were passed around clockwise and counter clockwise. No mix just straight out of the bottle. Than we drank two more bottles. It was a night of adventure. There fist fights, there were breakups, there were tears, there was rage. I stumbled for hours in and out crazy stuff. I think I was part of some it. I don't recall. Just before dawn we drove the road back to Port Alberni, passing around more southern comfort. I could never drink southern comfort again. Most of all tho we could have killed someone, or ourselves. It went on alot back than, drinking and drivng.
 
galianomama
#17
Quote:

I think I was part of some it

god, that's got to be the understatement of the year. you take the award for that one alone pea..........

you know, i don't remember my first drunk. god, what is wrong with me??? maybe it's because i haven't left my drunken stupor yet. i dunno....i think i missed out on a lot being a kid/teenager. that's it - i'm a misfit. man, this is really starting to piss me off that i can't remember. maybe that's the problem....back to work, this is driving me nuts
 
peapod
#18
yes I would say you went on a drunk once a long time ago and never came out of it. :P
 
galianomama
#19
pea, i am finding that picture of you on your avatar very disturbing. put it to bed please. it is too scary and truthful.

the thing is, you ride a bigger broom than that though.
 
Diamond Sun
#20
Hmmm. First drink was when I was 14 and camping with my parents. Me and my cousin split a cooler we had stolen from my parents. (Yes, wish I could still split a cooler!)

First real drunk. Grade 12 pre grad sleepover. Good god. Do not ever mix Rum, Rye, Vodka, Coolers and beer and expect to be okay the next day, or even the day after that.
 
Rick van Opbergen
#21
Just one more post Diamond ...
 
LadyC
#22
Quote: Originally Posted by Diamond Sun

First real drunk. Grade 12 pre grad sleepover. Good god. Do not ever mix Rum, Rye, Vodka, Coolers and beer and expect to be okay the next day, or even the day after that.

First real drunk I had was one New Years. I was drinking Brown Cows, but my friend's boyfriend insisted on getting my refills. He eventually added vodka "to cut the sweetness", and it wasn't till I stood up to go pee that I realized how drunk I was getting. The next morning I was supremely hungover, and my mouth was as dry as toast, so when my friend handed me a glass of grapefruit juice I happily downed it. Big mistake - it came right back up again.
 
galianomama
#23
i remember!!!!! it was a summer baseball game that work had organized....afterwards we went into the local watering hole, at that time had terry towel covers on the tables and you could smoke, and the men had a seperate entrance, all that good stuff. i am sure this still exists outside of victoria. anyhow, after downing our spirits, we headed into denny's for a little chow. i was laughing with the buddies, and threw my head down on the table and it split in half. (it was two tables together if i recall). that caused even more hilarity and after we had whatever we all went outside and peed by the cars. god, we were really moronic. yuk, i knew there was a reason why i didn't want to remember this. i told my sister because i had such a horrible hangover, that i had eaten a lot of 'bad peanuts' the night before. heheheheh.....you know, i think she might have believed me. then there was the time when my bro in law built new back stairs and i sneaked in, only i couldn't because i fell thru the stairs (carpentry wasn't his strongest profession).......and before you say anything pea, at that time i probably weighed in around 110 lbs, so it wasn't a weight issue...bitch.
 
peapod
#24
what you talking about willis :P were you wearing a cape when you went through the floor :P Which reminds me, I plan on getting you real drunk on Saturday :P can hardly wait for the show to begin. I will of course be the anti social spider watching
 
galianomama
#25
pea, me being drunk is not a pretty site. believe me. i have seen my antics replayed by my children. groan. it is very painful to have to relive the previous party through the eyes of a teenager. they don't let you forget anything although, i have now double sworn off the vodka. ouch, that stuff is wicked around me lately. now i am just an ol' wino. or beero :P
 
peapod
#26
Wait a second here..your memory is being effected by the vodka, I have seen you hooped plenty of times in fact....oh never mind. :P I got a bottle of tequila for you to drink on saturday. After our little adventure, you will be gooned and than I am gonna get you to start posting at the board. You know I will...mwaaahahahahhahahahhahahahahahhaha
 
Reverend Blair
#27
Well now we all have something to look forward too...tequila drunks trying to type. I think Saturday will be an entertaining day.
 
bogie
#28
Remember when? .... oh, so many things!

I was an army brat and went to a total of 13 schools across Canada, from Quebec City to Vancouver .... where do I start?!!

Well, way before many of you were even a glint in your parent's eye ..... when I was about 4 or 5 (1952-3), we were in Ottawa (born in Eastview, now Vanier), and my mother would put me on the streetcar (yes, Ottawa had streetcars back then), my life entrusted to the streetcar driver, and off I would go to pre-school. At that school I remember the wire cases full of pints of white and chocolate milk that were brought in at lunch time for us.

While I was 5, 1 yr old sister in tow, we moved to Edmonton .... Camp Griesbach .... more on that next time.
 

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