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It was a good time to be a kid.
Did anyone-else get up on Saturday...
Down some Cheerios..
Get on your bicycle...
Go to the hills and ride or go on any sort of adventure..
And not come back 'til dark?
My buddies and I used to ride out there on a Saturday morning and slide our bicycles under the fence and ride around the track until someone came and threw us out.
Not far from there was a place I later worked at called C&J Cycle. They sold Yamaha, Kawasaki, Norton, CZ and Montesa. We'd hang out there the rest of the day.
Freedom
Youth
Very disappointing!
In too big a hurry to grow up!
But, we did have it good and we're still enjoying the fruits of those years! We BOTH work in a fun field.
Pit Row
Tell what was a cool treat, them 45 records on the back of the cereal box. You had to cut the box with scissors and you could play it. I can remember getting a HR Puff-n-Stuff record that we thought was the funniest song ever. Never forget the song, 'Oranges, Smoranges'
Stamp collection
I still get up at before daylight and go on adventures just like I did in the 60's-70's with zero loss of freedom. As a matter of fact I'm more free now than I've ever been, I can smoke and grow pot without being a felon.
Schwinn stingrays all being ridden around like we were Steve McQueen, Malcolm Smith, etc....
And nobody wore helmets.
Neighborhood hide and seek games with, "that house way down there, to, that house way up there" as the boundaries.
Skateboarding downhill in the streets on those old clay wheels.
Walking to school, not this minivan armada these kids ride in today.
Nobody had fences in our neighborhood.
Everyone's parents knew each other, and their kids.
And they could all yell at us for causing trouble.
And when one mom yelled for their kid at dinnertime, we all knew it was time to go home.
And then we got old enough for dirt bikes !!!!
I lived close to a canal, dirt bank sides, and drained a couple times a year for debris removal. The big thing was to convert your 20" Schwinn BMX into what was called a big wheel. Meaning you took the threaded fork rod and front wheel of a ten speed and put it on the 20" BMX. And for reasons only understood by an 8 year old, this was the set-up. As the day wore on, so did the speed guys were sending it off the side. Only a matter of time before the collective echoes of ewwwss was ringing out after the thud of someone pile-driving it into the bottom. Damn those were good time.
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