Growing up in the 60's
#81
Norm
It's a slow morning so I decided to check out which of your kin folk knew their Wonder Bread.
Guess what? They are BOTH correct. It appears Wonder Bread added some stuff between the 50's and 60's and changed for the "more better" 8 ways to 12 ways. That explains why your Granny said 8 and your Mammy said 12.
Who'd a thunk it.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wonder_Bread
Now if we can just figger out why dat 455 is still over heating, we have the worlds problems solved.
It's a slow morning so I decided to check out which of your kin folk knew their Wonder Bread.
Guess what? They are BOTH correct. It appears Wonder Bread added some stuff between the 50's and 60's and changed for the "more better" 8 ways to 12 ways. That explains why your Granny said 8 and your Mammy said 12.
Who'd a thunk it.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wonder_Bread
Now if we can just figger out why dat 455 is still over heating, we have the worlds problems solved.
#82
"We had everything in our memory
We had everything but we just couldn't see
We had everything in what the future was supposed to be
Everything.
I'm looking out the window of a German car
I'm looking through the prism of a cracked fruit jar
I'm halfway laughing at all these fears and the things that we all gotta face
And I'm looking out the window at the common years
Going someplace."
"The Common Years"- Swimming Pool Q's (a fine Atlanta band I suspect James has heard of...)
Boy, if Jeff Calder didn't hit the nail on the head with that one, about being a modern Southerner wrestling with his past, present and future... the country stores left behind, trying to make it in a world that is totally foreign to every value you had, and wondering how it'll all turn out in the end, and whether you'll leave anything to be remembered by.
I often think of this song when I'm out on a backroad looking at old tumble-down houses and closed country stores, and old homeplaces with a Benz or BMW parked out front next to a beat-up farm truck with tractors and farm equipment out back. Then you run up on a new development subdivided from an old farm that the heirs didn't want or care about their family's legacy, and took the money and ran.
The common years were good, and probably a lot better than we remember them.
We had everything but we just couldn't see
We had everything in what the future was supposed to be
Everything.
I'm looking out the window of a German car
I'm looking through the prism of a cracked fruit jar
I'm halfway laughing at all these fears and the things that we all gotta face
And I'm looking out the window at the common years
Going someplace."
"The Common Years"- Swimming Pool Q's (a fine Atlanta band I suspect James has heard of...)
Boy, if Jeff Calder didn't hit the nail on the head with that one, about being a modern Southerner wrestling with his past, present and future... the country stores left behind, trying to make it in a world that is totally foreign to every value you had, and wondering how it'll all turn out in the end, and whether you'll leave anything to be remembered by.
I often think of this song when I'm out on a backroad looking at old tumble-down houses and closed country stores, and old homeplaces with a Benz or BMW parked out front next to a beat-up farm truck with tractors and farm equipment out back. Then you run up on a new development subdivided from an old farm that the heirs didn't want or care about their family's legacy, and took the money and ran.
The common years were good, and probably a lot better than we remember them.
Last edited by rocketraider; July 30th, 2008 at 08:52 AM.
#83
especially when the bag boy put it under the canned goods
20 years later he went by to see her and asked if she remembered that, and she told him she did, and if he mashed her bread again she would do it again!
#84
I made $1.25 per hr. as a bag boy at a very small Kroger back in the early 60's plus tips. Only my smart mouth wasn't very helpful in the tip department.
" Mam, do you want your eggs on the bottom so they won't fall out?"
"Do you want your eggs on the bottom so when they break, they won't get all over everything?"
Would you like your broom in a bag or are you going to ride it home?"
" Mam, do you want your eggs on the bottom so they won't fall out?"
"Do you want your eggs on the bottom so when they break, they won't get all over everything?"
Would you like your broom in a bag or are you going to ride it home?"
#85
Mom always made our bread. UMM smell of homemade bread comming home from school meant I would get fried bread for a treat with butter and jam, Man I can tast it if I close my eyes for a second. $1.25 was big money bought my 51 chev coup with first $95.00 made bagging at a store.
#87
Something reminded me of this day
Joe South wrote a song titled “Don’t it make ya want to go home.”
But there's a six-lane highway down by the creek
Where I went skinny dippin' as a child
And a drive-in show where the meadow used to grow
And the strawberries used to grow wild
There's a drag strip down by the riverside
Where my grandma's cow used to graze
Now the grass don't grow and the river don't flow
Like it did in my childhood days
AJC article
On March 2, 1969, at Yellow River Dragstrip in Covington, Georgia Huston Platt was in the Twister racing Frank Oglesby on a narrow, sandy track. Fans crowded to within a few feet of the track to get a better view of the cars.
Witnesses said one of those fans reached onto the track [through a 4x4 hog wirefence I might add] to retrieve a beer can just as Platt deployed his parachute to slow his car. The opened parachute swept up the man, killing him instantly.
The weight of the victim against the parachute yanked Platt's car into the spectator area. Twelve people died, and more than 40 more were injured. It remains the worst racing disaster on U.S. soil.
Investigators determined that unsafe track conditions were to blame. Racing, as it has done throughout history, had outrun the safety measures of the day. But the incident led to sweeping safety reforms in all types of motorsports.
"It was going to happen," Platt said. "It was just a matter of when and where. There wasn't a track in 10 states that was qualified
Fortunately for this spectator, we couldn’t afford the ticket price to get in the big event, We were watching from a hill in a cow pasture on the other side of I-20 East looking across the Interstate straight down the track. From our vantage point, it looked like a hugh explosion with pieces of cars going everywhere. We had no idea what had really happened..
Later, I recall people were hauling ingured people out of the track to get on I-20 in the backs of pickup trucks to rush them to hospitals in several nearby towns including Atlanta 25 miles away.
Truly a tragic day in racing.
But there's a six-lane highway down by the creek
Where I went skinny dippin' as a child
And a drive-in show where the meadow used to grow
And the strawberries used to grow wild
There's a drag strip down by the riverside
Where my grandma's cow used to graze
Now the grass don't grow and the river don't flow
Like it did in my childhood days
AJC article
On March 2, 1969, at Yellow River Dragstrip in Covington, Georgia Huston Platt was in the Twister racing Frank Oglesby on a narrow, sandy track. Fans crowded to within a few feet of the track to get a better view of the cars.
Witnesses said one of those fans reached onto the track [through a 4x4 hog wirefence I might add] to retrieve a beer can just as Platt deployed his parachute to slow his car. The opened parachute swept up the man, killing him instantly.
The weight of the victim against the parachute yanked Platt's car into the spectator area. Twelve people died, and more than 40 more were injured. It remains the worst racing disaster on U.S. soil.
Investigators determined that unsafe track conditions were to blame. Racing, as it has done throughout history, had outrun the safety measures of the day. But the incident led to sweeping safety reforms in all types of motorsports.
"It was going to happen," Platt said. "It was just a matter of when and where. There wasn't a track in 10 states that was qualified
Fortunately for this spectator, we couldn’t afford the ticket price to get in the big event, We were watching from a hill in a cow pasture on the other side of I-20 East looking across the Interstate straight down the track. From our vantage point, it looked like a hugh explosion with pieces of cars going everywhere. We had no idea what had really happened..
Later, I recall people were hauling ingured people out of the track to get on I-20 in the backs of pickup trucks to rush them to hospitals in several nearby towns including Atlanta 25 miles away.
Truly a tragic day in racing.
#89
At school we used to take the Wonder bread squish it up into little ***** and throw it at each other. It would be hard as a rock and would stick to the lunch room walls. Grade school was the time and place.
#93
3/4 race=mildly hot cam
Full race= really hot cam a la Nascar
Full house = 3-2's or poker hand like the Wild Bill was holding when he got shot in the back of the head [acres and eights]
Full blown= Blown [as in blower not "blown up"]engine usually on a dragster
What do I win?
#95
Before there were a thousand variations in cams, If ya wanted a cam, you would go to the cam shop [or catalog] like J.C. Whitney's and the choices were Stock, Street [sometimes referred to as 1/2 race] 3/4 race and full race.
Today these terms are rather archaic word relics with little or no meaning.
Like I've said before................way back when "party" was a noun.
Today these terms are rather archaic word relics with little or no meaning.
Like I've said before................way back when "party" was a noun.
#97
My buddy's older brother had a 66 Chevlle with a hot 396, 4 speed, 4.11 gears & bench seat. He always refered to the cam as a 3/4 worn down to a 1/2. Someone would ask; "Is that a full race cam?" He'd answer; "Naw, it's a 3/4 worn down to a 1/2" I'm still hoping to get to use that line, someday. Oh, the cam card hung from his rearview mirror. ??? Might have been a local thing. Or just something he & his buddies did.
Don
#100
6 Deuces- six two barrel carbs
Tunnel Ram- an intake manifold designed to give gearheads something else to argue about
6 barrel (Yes there is such a thing) Who made it?- ain't got a clue but I will venture a guess it was an aircraft carb.
Flat head- older engine style with valves in the block next to cylinder [also lawnmowers and Harleys]
Slush box-automatic tranny
#102
#103
After reading this entire thread, I can't help but wonder what amusing things I'll have to reminisce about 40 years from now. I'm only 26 & I already find myself amused & frequently irritated about the way youth culture is shaping up today.
I've always loved the muscle cars & the muscle car era(at least as much as I could without actually experiencing it). So this thread may not be a walk down memory lane for me, but it sure adds some character to the cars that I have.
I know this is an Olds forum, but I wonder if any of you guys have some memories of one of these.
That was my last project before the current Olds.
I've always loved the muscle cars & the muscle car era(at least as much as I could without actually experiencing it). So this thread may not be a walk down memory lane for me, but it sure adds some character to the cars that I have.
I know this is an Olds forum, but I wonder if any of you guys have some memories of one of these.
That was my last project before the current Olds.
#105
#108
That's what Vista Cruisers are for, may I borrow 3
P-l-e-a-s-e
I think one per row of seats in my Vista would make your Cutlass more commodious. You could still have 3 in the back and one in the "death Seat"
After all, it's nice to share with your old, Olds pals.
P-l-e-a-s-e
I think one per row of seats in my Vista would make your Cutlass more commodious. You could still have 3 in the back and one in the "death Seat"
After all, it's nice to share with your old, Olds pals.
#109
You guys aren’t going to believe this but yesterday I spoke with the guy who supervised the disinterment of the J.P. Richardson. They were going to have to move him to a cemetery that would allow a statue at his grave and his family wanted some questions answered.
If you have to ask, who is J.P.Richardson, ya probably don’t know who D.B.Cooper is either.
If you have to ask, who is J.P.Richardson, ya probably don’t know who D.B.Cooper is either.
#110
I thought that was all settled last year. After the Guy checked out his body he said definitely the Bopper died upon impact, fractures all over the body. In my opinion Buddy Holly was a greater loss to music, as a songwriter and performer he outshined the Big Bopper even though J.P. wrote some good western songs, I didn't care too much for his rock-n-roll stuff. D.B. Copper's stash is still out there someplace, or at least most of it, I think there is some guy that is trying to track it down, he thinks it is in the river bed someplace up river from where they found that small portion of it a few years ago.
#112
Oldsguy-I think you will enjoy this one "The Day the Music Died"
VERY POWERFUL
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QmyGZ64J9yg
Last edited by Jamesbo; August 6th, 2008 at 11:31 AM.
#113
They hired masochist to haul a bunch of screaming kids around in one of several camp owned vans/pannel trucks with glass above the rear area and barn doors.
Believe it or not a dozen or more kids sat on a "custom" wooden bench arrangement that was bolted together.The benches went around the peremeter of the rear of the truck and had additional wooden seating crossing the middle and the rear of the peremeter board seats. Of course there were no seat belts.
One quickly learned not to hang on to the back on the wooden bench seat when the truck went around a curve, because the whole wooden seating thing slid around a little in the rear and it would pinch the dog poop out of tiny fingers.
I find myself amazed at the length some modern parents take to protect their children from learning anything.
My mother would say once and only once, "Don't touch that, it's hot." Guess what? After a few burns I started listening to her.
So when she said, "Don't put that paper clip in the electrical outlet." I thought, maybe she knows something I don't know.
#114
All of the kids in the neighborhood plus 1/2 dozen dogs to go to the lake jump in the back of one of the dads pickups, had a ball, old Hudson hood pulled behind the tractor in the snow, jump from the rafters in to the hay mow, can't remember anyone getting more the a little banged up, Oh forgot "hookie bobbin" behind the school bus in the snow. Never happen these days how do you get hurt playing games on a computer.
#115
By being one of the unfortunate souls who had an exploding sony battery in their laptop...
I would rather be hurt by doing something that was my own dumb fault. And if it weren't for these things, my life would be quite boring to talk about...
I would rather be hurt by doing something that was my own dumb fault. And if it weren't for these things, my life would be quite boring to talk about...
Last edited by Lady72nRob71; August 8th, 2008 at 05:24 AM.
#117
...Oldsguy-I think you will enjoy this one "The Day the Music Died"
VERY POWERFUL
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QmyGZ64J9yg
VERY POWERFUL
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QmyGZ64J9yg
#118
American Pie, did they play it enough back then? How can you drink "whiskey and rye"? rye is a type of whiskey. Thats like saying drinking Budweiser and beer, always wondered about that.
Allan
Allan
Last edited by Bluevista; August 10th, 2008 at 08:10 PM.
#119
Dear ole dad
So one day "Dear ole Dad" says to me.
"Here, give this back to your girl friend." As he hands me a small piece of chewed up mangled gold wire.
"And tell her not to throw her ear rings on the dash again. They got down inside the defrost vent on the dash and into the blower motor."
Next time you go to the Drive in, take your own car not your mother's. [Deuce and a quarter]
Next time, when you're in the throws of passion, you can tear up your own car.
Get it? Got it? Good!
"Here, give this back to your girl friend." As he hands me a small piece of chewed up mangled gold wire.
"And tell her not to throw her ear rings on the dash again. They got down inside the defrost vent on the dash and into the blower motor."
Next time you go to the Drive in, take your own car not your mother's. [Deuce and a quarter]
Next time, when you're in the throws of passion, you can tear up your own car.
Get it? Got it? Good!