I's 26 and I can remember doing this! We also woudl strip everything off 'em and do custom paint jobs with whatever spray paint we could find laying around in our parent's sheds. I remember racing those custom bikes around the neighborhood sans-helmets till the mosquitos got so bad you couldn't stand it anymore. I remember making ramps out of old tires and plywood and the ER trips that resulted. I remember when it was cool to ride across the neighborhood to play pickup baseball games with kids you didn't even know. I remember when you could play in a ditch with a plastic toy gun and people didn't think you were a terrorist or serial killer in training. Anybody else remember strapping their GI Joes to bottle rockets?
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I's 26 and I can remember doing this! We also woudl strip everything off 'em and do custom paint jobs with whatever spray paint we could find laying around in our parent's sheds. I remember racing those custom bikes around the neighborhood sans-helmets till the mosquitos got so bad you couldn't stand it anymore. I remember making ramps out of old tires and plywood and the ER trips that resulted. I remember when it was cool to ride across the neighborhood to play pickup baseball games with kids you didn't even know. I remember when you could play in a ditch with a plastic toy gun and people didn't think you were a terrorist or serial killer in training. Anybody else remember strapping their GI Joes to bottle rockets?
I believe it was WRBT (back before it was called WVLA) in BR that- before playing the National Anthem- would play Elvis Presley's "An American Trilogy"....And all we had were 4 channels in BR....
Also- Rotary phones. VERY few FM radio stations- AM was king.
More reminiscing.......
........only am/fm radio and 45's and 33 1/2's for music at home?
........getting older guys from the neighborhood to buy you beer when you were 12 or 13 and then driving your bike drunk?
........rock concerts that cost only $6.00?
........going to store with $1.00 and buying 8 full size candy bars?
........not seeing any kids that were obese?
........people in the neighborhood selling ice cream out of their house or people that would give out candy if you knocked on their doors (that weren't perverts)?
........alot of kids swimming at strangers houses in the neighborhood that had private pools for .50 (that weren't perverts)?
........going trick or treating all night all over the neighborhood unsupervised and filling up pillow sacks?
........the entire neighborhood going garfishing all night long at the Point?
........you thought your dad's condoms were balloons?
........thousands of kids hanging out at the lakefront N.O. every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday; with so many cars cruising looking for a parking spot, traffic was dead stop?
........when all the kids in the neighborhood were all friends no matter the age differences?
........building go-carts and mini-bikes from scratch?
........when everyone had a CB radio and a handle?
........working on and fixing your own car or trucks mecahnical problems?
........buying real fireworks?
........only am/fm radio and 45's and 33 1/2's for music at home?
........getting older guys from the neighborhood to buy you beer when you were 12 or 13 and then driving your bike drunk?
........rock concerts that cost only $6.00?
........going to store with $1.00 and buying 8 full size candy bars?
........not seeing any kids that were obese?
........people in the neighborhood selling ice cream out of their house or people that would give out candy if you knocked on their doors (that weren't perverts)?
........alot of kids swimming at strangers houses in the neighborhood that had private pools for .50 (that weren't perverts)?
........going trick or treating all night all over the neighborhood unsupervised and filling up pillow sacks?
........the entire neighborhood going garfishing all night long at the Point?
........you thought your dad's condoms were balloons?
........thousands of kids hanging out at the lakefront N.O. every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday; with so many cars cruising looking for a parking spot, traffic was dead stop?
........when all the kids in the neighborhood were all friends no matter the age differences?
........building go-carts and mini-bikes from scratch?
........when everyone had a CB radio and a handle?
........working on and fixing your own car or trucks mecahnical problems?
........buying real fireworks?
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kdavis1984
Practice, Practice
THIS!! as well as building some sketchy bike ramps that to this day i am still in shock that they stood and lasted as long as they did. different size pieces of wood, different size nails....all lopsided and shaking....ah....good times
Yall can call me all the derogatory sissy names if you want, but Elvis was one bad dude!
Epic bottle rocket wars! Good one. Let me expound on our adventures, on New Years Eve, our neighborhood guys would gether around an empty lot at the foot of the 17th Strret Canal levee on N.O. side (drinking of course). We would go on the levee and look across at the Bucktown side and those guys would be up there on the Jeff. Parish side. We would start out by calling each other names, and then ultimately the first salvo was launched across the canal. That was the go signal for all out attack! Back in the day you may remember a "real" Black Cat bottle rocket would easily travel several hundred feet in a nice straight trajectory and report as planned EVERY time.
That would go on until the giant bottle rockets on the big red sticks and the 1000 foot rockets starting flying across at eye level then it was no holds barred. Being the tactical battle genious I was, I used my Wrist Rocket slingshot and started hurling "real" M-80's across and raining down terror on those f**kers! Needless to say we won that war that NYE by forcing all out retreat and causing the JP's to show up on their side of the disputed territory.
It just escalated year after year until one of our sides started shooting Benjamin Air Rifles.
What fun.
I remember when I was the remote control, and not turning the dial to fast on the TV or it might strip the knob off. Riding in back of a truck was no big deal and preferred. McDonalds was a very rare treat and having a coke-a-cola was something special. People were more friendly and respectful and liberals were called hippies or worse.
Good ones! How about when you did strip the channel dial and you had to stuff something in the notch so would work again, until you had to break out the pliers?
And though I was a too young to know what "phony" liberals were back then, I think they were still called then what they are called today, S**T!
Remember when?
...Every couple of days milk, in glass quart bottles with cardboard caps would show up on the front porch....
...The Dry Cleaner van stopping at the house, opening the door, picking up dirty clothes and leaving Dad's suits.. Even though nobody was home..
...all the 'good' shows were on UHF channels and they were always fuzzy...
... skeleton keys were common...
I'm not even sure our house had door locks. I know they were never used.
...Every couple of days milk, in glass quart bottles with cardboard caps would show up on the front porch....
...The Dry Cleaner van stopping at the house, opening the door, picking up dirty clothes and leaving Dad's suits.. Even though nobody was home..
...all the 'good' shows were on UHF channels and they were always fuzzy...
... skeleton keys were common...
I'm not even sure our house had door locks. I know they were never used.
Yes I remeber that too.
Wow that was too fancy for us. I would have to go outside and twist the pool until I was yelled at from inside to stop right there! Before the big antenna I would have to adjust rabbit ears until the picture came in. If it wouldn't stay I got the privilege of sitting close to the TV holding it during NFL football games.
Yes! My dad made ours from a Heath Kit
Yes! We actually had a little metal box lined with styrofoam that they put the milk in.
How about cloth diapers that were also picked up and delivered to the door?
I may be young but growing up at my grandmothers house that's how everything was. No cable, the TV we played Super Nintendo ( when we finally got one ) was played through a TV that had the "click" knobs to change the channel. The only phones in the house were rotating dial and one old phone where you talked into in and held the other part to your ear. I used to ride my bicycle all over Chalmette. I rode my bike from the Chalmette high, close to where I live, all the way to the Auditorium at Sydney D. Torrez park. I'd go all over the place with my cousin. Then we would go back to my grandmothers house and she would make us lunch.
Chalmette has no parental supervision at any time!
Just kidding! Being originally from New Orleans, you know we gotta rib you Chalmatians!
I remember my Aunt's place where the bathroom was an outhouse and we got water from a hand drawn well! Our phone, when we finally got one, was a party line! (shared line between several families) This was in the late 60's near Pollock, LA where we had some land we would spend our summers on. God how I miss those days!
