tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post3051811779476561100..comments2023-10-28T05:33:15.060-05:00Comments on The Writing Playground: Way Back WhenMarilyn Puetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16073134550080890157noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-75165272991292890002007-04-04T21:54:00.000-05:002007-04-04T21:54:00.000-05:00I remember standing in line to see Grease and Satu...I remember standing in line to see Grease and Saturday Night Fever!<BR/><BR/>Jacks, boy I was good at that game! Loved it!<BR/><BR/>Sweet memories...Katherine Bonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14701961380138616355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-59476989069315046422007-04-04T12:51:00.000-05:002007-04-04T12:51:00.000-05:00$10 an hour! That's what #2 son makes and I'm won...$10 an hour! That's what #2 son makes and I'm wondering if he's eligible for public assistance.<BR/><BR/>I always loved a new coloring book and box of crayons. What a treat! I did jumprope and hopscotch too. And did anybody else play jacks? I was really good -- could scoop up all 10 on one bounce of that little ball.<BR/><BR/>*sigh* I remember taking #1 son to see "Return of the Jedi" at the theater because he was such a big Star Wars fan.<BR/><BR/>PMPlayground Monitorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07444337591281145863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-48581733545130577642007-04-04T12:22:00.000-05:002007-04-04T12:22:00.000-05:00How could I forget that I loved to read: Nancy Dre...How could I forget that I loved to read: Nancy Drew and Trixie Belden - devoured them, would also use gma's $1.00s to me to buy the books.<BR/><BR/>Loved getting books from the school library - Beverly Cleary, Little House books, Maud Harte Lovelace and Clarence Day books.Pat L.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11131728518949727213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-22790433746372751742007-04-04T12:20:00.000-05:002007-04-04T12:20:00.000-05:00Playing hopscotch and jumprope. I also loved to co...Playing hopscotch and jumprope. I also loved to color - esp loved that coloring book where the numbers represented colors. When my gma would give me a dollar, I could buy a big box of new crayolas - loved those brand new pointy crayons. In my art class, they will give us each a new box of the fat crayolas. I was in heaven. LOL.<BR/><BR/>I remember when gas was 30 cents a gallon when my husband and I were dating.Pat L.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11131728518949727213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-10804499789470899102007-04-04T10:56:00.000-05:002007-04-04T10:56:00.000-05:00Coke in bottles, popping the lids on the coke mach...Coke in bottles, popping the lids on the coke machine at a gas station.<BR/><BR/>SP, I remember the video show that was the precursor to MTV first airing a video by Iggy Pop and the J Giles Band.<BR/><BR/>Sewing while watching my favorite TV shows, Lost in Space, The Big Valley, Gilligans Island, The Munsters, The Adams Family, Wonder Woman, The Six Million Dollar Man, The Bionic Woman, and all those Three Stooges Shorts.<BR/><BR/>And listening to the first EVER rap music, Raper's Delight by the Sugar Hill Gang!!!<BR/><BR/>Finally being old enough to go to the Disco!<BR/><BR/>Men found the moon, my Dad went to war, twice. Watching the news and wondering if any of the dead soldiers they showed on TV was my Dad. Asking my Mom about it and never watching the news again until the war was over.<BR/><BR/>Coming home for the holidays and seeing my Grandparents. (As an Army brat we were always far away from our grandparents and these trips meant everything to us.)<BR/><BR/>Memories.... like the corners of my feeble mind.Katherine Bonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14701961380138616355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-5330920541480146062007-04-04T10:34:00.000-05:002007-04-04T10:34:00.000-05:00I remember watching the premiere of MTV along with...I remember watching the premiere of MTV along with other shows my mom and her friends liked, like Magnum PI, Riptide, Simon & Simon, and Knight Rider. <BR/><BR/>I remember a ticket for Disneyland being $25 dollars and my mom refusing to pay it since she doesn't ride anything.<BR/><BR/>I remember my grandpa complaining because stamps went up to 25 cents. <BR/><BR/>I remember saving up to buy my very first 'adult' record (ie. not Disney). It was a double LP of DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince. On vinyl, mind you. Took me forever to wrangle that 11 dollars.<BR/><BR/>I also remember my mom saying we'd be set if she could only make $10 an hour! What a dream!Andrea Laurence AKA Smarty Pantshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13518751514879244662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-9787193805552853102007-04-04T09:31:00.001-05:002007-04-04T09:31:00.001-05:00My fondest memories of childhood involve Guns 'n R...My fondest memories of childhood involve Guns 'n Roses, Metallica, and Van Halen :-) The first movie I remember seeing in the theater was Return of the Jedi. And I remember paying $1.30/gallon when I started driving. <BR/><BR/>The first book Sweet Pea read by herself was a Dick and Jane compilation that my mom bought her. See Dick run is still the perfect introduction to reading.<BR/><BR/>InstigatorKira Sinclair - AKA Instigatorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14274056066229852126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-8050242625643156592007-04-04T09:31:00.000-05:002007-04-04T09:31:00.000-05:00In high school, concert tickets were $12.50--gener...In high school, concert tickets were $12.50--general admission seating. <BR/><BR/>Of course, not too many places do general admission seating anymore, and ticket prices are always over $30. (And headliners like Billy Joel or the Eagles are pricy as hell...)Problem Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01456049865200737618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18688033.post-14251248739029211412007-04-04T02:55:00.000-05:002007-04-04T02:55:00.000-05:00Some of my favorite memories are of my first car. ...Some of my favorite memories are of my first car. It was a green over yellow 1954 Chevy. The horn didn't work until my dad rigged a telegraph key to the steering column; the trunk opened with a doorknob; and it wouldn't go faster than 40 mph, but, Honey, I was Queen of the Road in that car. My friends and I would rob our piggy banks, buy 50 cents (with pennies) worth of gas and ride all night -- or at least until my 10:00 p.m. curfew. Ahhhh, those were the days.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com