Why 70s Kids Are The Strongest Generation
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Thanks Karen ! What's funny is you're from the southern U.S and I grew up in Edmonton,a Canadian city of 1.5 million halfway to the Arctic. My girlfriend grew up in a small town. But all our experiences were exactly the same 😂.
@@gp7910 I grew up in Melbourne, Australia and my upbringing was identical to both of yours. I feel for the kids today who dont get the freedoms we got when we were young.
Oh man! Soooo funny. I do think they said my name once! LMAO. THANK YOU ! Soooooo funny
@@iankearns774 Thats funny Ian! Btw have to visit Melbourne one day!
That's cool to know! Yes, we were lucky to grow up when we did.
@@iankearns774
Go outside and play, don’t come back until the streetlights come on !
Now can't even tell if the street lights are: ON 🤦♂️🤦♀️
"Where are yez going?"
Down the creek.. "
Yez home for lunch?"
Nuh, we'll take a banana with us..
"Righto, be home before dark, no playing with matches, no throwing stones and watch out for snakes.."
Righto dad.. (negotiations with a strict Australian father, circa 1976)
Depending on your neighborhood you could sometimes stay out longer.
@@tinaanderson7283 nah, depending on your parents, not your neighborhood. we had to come in when the streetlights came on, take a bath, and then we could sit out on the front porch in our jammies watching the kids playing whose parents... i guess never? made them come in.
Nope. We were told, “Be back in time to get ready for (or even make) dinner. Do NOT be late!” Even though we were outside. Without watches. But don’t dare run inside to check the time. Yeah, that was a fun Squid Game.
Can we get a shout out to the metal merry go round that went 30mph and threw kids everywhere 😂
And we all loved it!😂
Those rocked…except the instant one was flung off backward onto the concrete! Lmao
It was a waiting weapon of revenge.
I loved that thing! And the 15 foot slide!
Don’t forget the splinters from the wooden bench seats
Gen X was the last of the strong and tough generations.
Yep! 1965 here!
Yep, 1966 here. Out riding bikes, playing in fountains, or whatever mischief all day with no supervision!
100%
Millennials are strong but also the start of lazy teens lol. I was a hard worker til my back snapped.
The last generation to know life without the computer or smart phone.
Water from the garden hose was THE BEST!!!!
Or the fire hydrant!
Still do it. Ain't killed me yet...
Water from the garden hose… told my 3 daughters about this… they looked at me like “You drank from what?!!!!”🤣🤣
Best flavor out there 😂
I drank from the paddles , from melted snow springs in the woods, from a river , from the pond, you name it, push frogs and algae aside and drink,
From our point of view, it wasn’t neglect that we lived through. It was glorious freedom.
Yep, real freedom with no responsibilities, good times
@@vivian9187 "Right now we have freedom AND responsibility. It's a very groovy time!" ~Austin Powers
Truth
@@vivian9187 Couldn't care less about so-called "responsibilities" if I don't have freedom. GIVE ME BACK MY FREEDOM!
And with that freedom we learned Social Skills. We learned how to take care of ourselves from Sunlight to Sunset with out supervision or our parents looking for us. They knew we knew when supper would be ready. We cover some serious miles in the course of a day. We knew how to patch a Bicycle Tube on the spot. I threw papers. I always had a extra tube, patch kit and Air pump.
“Stop crying or I’ll give you something to cry about!”
Oh yeahhh......I remember that one.
You wanna knuckle sandwich?
Absolute class , My biggest regret was when my dad used to say "do you want a smack " was not to put my fingers to my lips, frown a bit and say "can I think about it and get back to you." 😂...he would have killed me but its still a regret ...
Omg my parents use to say that all the time lol
*...said every one of our parents.*
I was a teen in the 70's. We did so much dumb, crazy stuff.. And there's not a digital record of it anywhere.
And thank goodness🤣
So true 😂
"What are you doing inside!?? go play somewhere!
It was the opposite for me. My mom had a hard time getting us to come inside. Even got in trouble numerous times for riding my bike across town in San Diego to play with friends in the old neighborhood or riding 20 miles to the beach. I was 8 at the time. I guess that would be child neglect in the snowflake generations.😂
my dear fathers words to my ears.
I grew up in the years when summer vacation for kids was really free time. You went outside as soon as you finished breakfast and you came back in for dinner. We roamed every single inch of the countryside around us and no one EVER worried about a neighbor shooting you because you walked through their yard.
Damn your lucky. People shot at us all the time. Then again I grew up in the remote mountains of Colorado, and no trespassing sign meant NO Trespassing. Had bullets whiz past my ears several times. I've been telling my 80+ year old folks stories and they are totally freaked out by them. But yep gen x here.
My childhood too
I lived in Canada so that still doesn’t happen here. The shooting if you walk through the back yard.
Or kidnapped you
Our neighborhood didn't even have fences. We swam in neighborhs pools, climbed thier trees, drank from hoses, borrowed other kids bikes, nobody cared. If we got in trouble IT BETTER NOT get back to the parent. We lot stuff on fire, rode bikes to the bad side of town and got them stolen lol..and this was In Michigan. Where it seems like everyone has guns.
Remember you could love John Denver, The Carpenters and Led Zeppelin at the same time?
I still do
said no one...
@@mycat2230 you’ve clearly never seen my dad’s 8-track tapes.
Yesss! Still do
And Willie Nelson.
"It is not our job to entertain you."
I can hear my Dad's voice saying that.
My mom, too. "If you need something to entertain you, I have dustrag with your name on it. Now get out of my hair."
"m is for mother, not for maid"
@@marcellacruser951 This was my mom's favorite way to get me out of the house!
Born in '62, so I was a little kid in the '60s, a big kid/teenager in the '70s, and a young man in the '80s. I couldn't have timed it better myself! It was the perfect time to be young!
Yep, right there with you.Nice breakdown.👍
Except for those 14 percent mortgage rates when it came time to buy our first house. The economy was in the toilet. And I remember we could only get gas in the car on certain days based on your license plate number. It took a few hours to get gas.
born 61 here... when I was 7 my uncle told me enjoy being a kid and have fun, you're in the best days of your life... and we sure did. Today, I see kids afraid to go out, faces to video games, and stupid (not smart) phones...we lived life, today they're afraid of it.
It suer was
@@tedebayer1 you are so right, and we are still alive to talk about it even though we damn near killed ourselves!!!
The stainless steel slides that were 30 feet long and 2000 degrees 😂😂😂
OMG yes! And merry go rounds!
😂😂😂😂😂❤❤yep!!!! Sliding on wax paper to make them faster
And with those Adidas short shorts back then, it was quite easy to roast your little acorns on those slides if you weren't careful if you were a guy that is.
There's one still there in the town park of Chetopa, Kansas. Along with the long wooden teeter-totters and an industrial metal merry-go-round.
And no soft rubber ground protection in playgrounds, when you fell it was usually onto concrete or gravel!
I was raised by parents who believed in benevolent neglect. "Oh good, you are still alive. Have dinner."
I remember us thinking some kids had crazy parents that would tell them when they need to be home and had curfews. Widerdos! 😂
@@Penny-mk7fvwell to be honest in my neighborhood we did have the "go home the street light are on" rule.
My mother called it benign neglect!!!
@@pmc2999 I remember the streetlight rule too!
...and if things went badly the parents would just crank out another one ...
Born in 1968. Don't forget that the media industry used child labor. Got my first paper route when I was 9 years old. Made about $1 a day delivering 50 newspapers in my neighborhood. Rain, snow, heat, whatever. And I was glad for that $1 because I didn't have to ask my single mom for money to go to the arcade to play Space Invaders and Pac-Man. Broke my arm in 1st grade on a totally unsafe skateboard. My mom told me to put ice on it. Took me to the doctor three days later. And she was a nurse!
Those were the days! Born in 67 and the 70s, and 80s were the BEST!!!!!!!
I was born in 67 too. I can’t agree with you more !
Same!
Me too, best years to grow up. And had the best music ever.
Same 1967 rules!! 🥰
You're not Gen X then LMAO you're the left-out Gen LMAO
Safety? Heck, Evil Kneivel was our idol!
The things we did on pushbikes were insane. I remember a gang of us all under 10 finding a piece of wood, then adding a car tire after each jump. Didn't notice the danger as it was gradual.
So true! 😂
I must have made a thousand jumps off our DIY ramps with my Huffy bike with the banana seat. I'm still amazed I survived that although it does explain some aches and pains I feel now at 56.
💯 😂
I forgot about Evil Kneivel. For a few years I lived near his ramp for jumping the St. Lawrence River. He never did it. That was one big ramp; it stayed up for years.
Who else is scrolling the comments to reminisce? What a fun, tough, and wild generation to grow up in!
me too---I feel sorry for today's kids because the vibe back then was so much better.
Me!! I love the comments :)
😂😂 me
😂😂me too.. 😂
@@KarenMorganComedyso true plus our commercial..
Parents do you know where your kids are??
As a Gen Xer these were my "timeouts" - Mom would tell me go to your room and wait until your Father gets home. It was like being on death row, until the sheer terror of hearing the truck pull into the driveway, followed by - Son bring me my belt. Sometimes my Mother wouldn't tell my Father anything which was a suspended sentence requiring a probationary period of good behavior. This parental judiciary system of fear, discipline, and punishment builds character, I thank them for it to this day.
And we’re all still alive and appreciated things in life !!
Well, we aren’t ALL still alive. But for those who are….it was good times with all that freedom.
Anyone remember “Click-Clacks”? Two hard plastic balls on a double string with a loop you held, and you had to make them hit together up and down. Fast. I can’t believe we never knocked our eyes out with them
Oh, I remember those!
And when they broke it like a piece of volcanic glass.
probably an illegal weapon now, i assume. gawd, I loved those things 😊
HAHAHAHAHAH….death on two strings….MAN! Those were the days huh?
@@arogue1519 absolutely! Good description!
Cops punishment for minors was "we are calling your parents" AND IT WORKED!
They just shoved us in the van and gave us a good kicking then sent us on our way. That worked as well!
No it didn't because my parents didn't give a shit. So really there was no punishment🤣
Hell, in Chicago during the 80's you'd get an attitude adjustment by CPD....and then they'd call your parents, and that was infinitely worse!
There were no "diaper dicks" (cops or resource officers) in schools back then then. In elementary school the principal had a paddle and he used it. In high school you were actually scared of the school security guy, most teachers and especially the assistant principal. If you got suspended your old man tuned you up on top of it. That is gone, but now we have DEI, CRT, SEL, and kids don't know what sex they are. So much for the education system.
It worked because dad would remove his belt and you knew to not do that ever again.
My first dirtbike was a Yamaha YZ125. I couldn’t touch the ground, used a hill to start and stop. Dad started it and said tear it up! I will forever respect him for the amount of confidence he had in me RIP Dad.
I used to hare scrammble and hill climb my cr125..Holy smokes did I have endurance.
l😅😅😅
True story! When I was about 9 years old I was “sword” fighting with a rusted lawn chair leg and filleted my hand wide open. Blood everywhere. Definitely needed stitches. Well we we going down to Myrtle Beach the next day and my mom and dad said I was fine, to suck it up. When we got to the beach my dad threw me in the ocean water and said that the salt water would heal my hand by the time we went home. I still have the biggest scar on my hand at 50 years old. lol
Proud Gen-Xer here that grew up feral and wouldn't want it any other way.
Ditto dat.
FE-RAL! Ate honeysuckle and wild berries for lunch, drank out of the garden hose (with rust on the end), and risked your life on the playground equipment that was over cement/asphalt. As long as you were home before the streetlights came on and didn't embarrass your unconcerned parents out in public, we were left to our own devices. FE-RAL!🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
You young whipper snapper. I used to tease my friend who was born just about a month after me. I was a different generation lol. I was born in December and she was born in January. The end 1964 is when it changed.
hell yeah, me as well!
Talk to any Silent Gen. Ask them what they got up to while their parents were distracted by WWII. We are feral-lite compared to them.
Born in 1960. Spent most of my time alone or with friends running the woods and rivers. Snow skiing, skating and biking with no helmet or pads. Swimming in rivers and lakes with no floats. Riding in the back of the pick-up truck. Climbing trees as high as we could. The whole world's gone soft.
Riding in the back of pickups, climbing trees, rode bikes everyday but we had no helmets. I remember people Rebelling because they were making seat belt laws.
Soft is not the first word I would choose but I pretty much grew up the same way.
right there with ya. at age 4, my charming, social butterfly little brother would head out in the morning and spend all day... somewhere... till dinnertime. unless he already ate dinner, in which case when the streetlights came on.
oh, it's not as 'child neglect' as it sounds, youngsters! back then, there was a mom in every house in the neighborhood, casting an eagle eye on every kid in the neighborhood. the worst thing that ever happened to a kid in our neighborhood was getting smacked by their own parent for mischief another parent told on them for.
6-26. The best year to be born!
Hahaha, seat belts. We were in the back of an open pickup truck. We weren't even inside the vehicle. Nothing like a good pot hole to nearly bounce someone out.
We had a huge maple tree perfectly branched for climbing. I climbed to the very top. Got a little windy. I was afraid to come down. Not sure how dad had the courage to get as high as he did on little bitty branches to talk me down. Life was so much fun.😊😊😊
The good old days that we all need to go back to.
i think those days are gone forever, unfortunately.
EXACTLY TRUE. It's not that our parents didn't care about us or love us. They were just busy, drunk or working.
and socialising with other adults.
We’re the generation that survived Slip-N-Slides!
Don't use dish soap!!
And Jarts.
hahaa but millennials, too!!
Even Gen Alpha has Slip N Slides, but you guys did get to them first
Falling of bikes, skateboards, trees, fences, roofs, hit with darts, golf balls, footballs, baseballs, softballs (which are not soft!), frisbees, crashed a horse once even, hit head on side of pool after not clearing a backflip, sliding down flood control channels, exploring flood drains, trespassing pretty much everywhere. I was definitely the most careful and risk adverse person in the 80s I knew!
1969 baby here. Candy cigarettes and wax candy lips. Parents stayed up late in summer smoking and drinking and playing cards, while all the kids ran wild. Dancing the Bump and the Hustle. If we complained about being bored, Dad made us do pushups. We shoveled snow, scrubbed toilets, stacked firewood, cooked meals, drove several years before getting our licenses. Farm kids-we sometimes drove ourselves to school on tractors for the hell of it, and it was legal at any age. What a world. Checking the mail for a letter from the crush you met at church camp. Climbing trees. Watching soap operas with Grandma because there was only one tv and three channels. Dancing to American Bandstand on Saturday mornings. Sleeping in the unheated upstairs bedrooms while the adults got the comfy spots downstairs because we were kids and hadn’t earned the comfort privileges yet. Beautiful, beautiful life.
As farm kids, did you challenge one another to touch the electric fence with a millet stalk? 😂
You said it. It was a wonderful time to grow up!
Omg I can relate 1000%
Awesome… I’m keeping that
I'm a baby boomer but you just described my childhood.😊
Growing up in the 70s was the best!!!! The times were great, and so was the music!!!👍
Remember the public service announcement around 10pm asking you if you knew where your kids were? Thought it was normal, my daughter was absolutely horrified when she hear it saying "What was wrong with you people"😅
Our generation had mosh pits, kids today have safe spaces. We are NOT the same!
Literally no kid today has an actual safe space. Sure their circumstances are different. I should hope we improve things for our kids over time and not sum them up with cartoonish stereotypes.
In regards to your 1st sentence, no, not in the world. But these "safe spaces" are ALL OVER college campuses and even high schools. A room where they have stuffed animals to hug and to cry on; crayons to color with; legos to "de-stress", @MadTracker
I was told all about these, 5 or 6 years ago, by one of my colleagues/subordinates. I thought he was joking. Then I SAW 😳 one of these rooms, with my own eyes! 😮
@@MadTrackerexcept they actually do have dedicated "safe spaces" 😂😂😂
@@MadTracker Ah, this one has blinders on...
Absolutely. From Seattle, born 75 the 90s were the best for grunge bands!
The "shut up or I'll give you something to cry about" generation. Those were the best days of our lives, and now we're on the downhill side picking up speed.
“You’re going to enjoy this as a family wether you like it or not”
Or "Boys, don't let me get up from this chair'"
Dad would take off his black leather belt known as black beauty and snap it together,it worked for a little while anyways😂
@@Toni-zp1cs "Keep it up and you'll talk to Mister 5."
And remember the classic "Don't make me pull this car over!? "LOL!
1970's was the best decade ever. What an era to be brought up in. We actually listened to am/radio and loved it. Bell bottoms, butterfly collars, and wallaby shoes. The best time to be alive!!! 😊✌🏻
"I don't want to do that."
"You don't have to WANT to do it. You just have to do it."
Gen X, the best generation EVA!!!!!! Child of the 70's, Teens in the 80's, and in my 20's in the 90's, but forgotten in the 2000's and beyond....and I don't GAF!!!! 🤣🤣🤣
Gen X is the best generation ever! We get shit done and no B.S. We remember the world before the internet & smartphones. We got stuck between the baby Boomers & millennials & that has only made us stronger!😂
I’m only now beginning to appreciate how great it was. The fashion was crap though.
@@BrakdaytonOh god, remember legwarmers? 😂 And the hair! I spent half the money I got from my afternoon checkout job on hairspray.
What a time to be a teen. I was 10 in 1980 and turned 20 on 1990. Man I got a lot done in that decade, even 2 years in the army. Now I look back the the last 10 years of my life and it is a boring blur.
Well said 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏
When I claimed I was running away, Dad offered to pack my bags.
I got as far as the backyard with my Little Rascals run-away bag on a stick.
I was way over dramatic in the 70s 😂😂😂😅😅😅😅😅😅😂😂😂😂
I did run away for 6 months then called my mother and said I'm ready to come home...she said we're are you ....and I said another state...she picked me up and she got pulled over for speeding ..cop said why are you speeding..she said I just picked my daughter up and taking her home ...after being gone for 6 months and showed him the FBI run away flyer...he then wrote her a speeding ticket and said slow it down😂😂😂😂😂I survived
Same.😃
Be back in time to help make dinner.
Mother would make us pack our bags, then sit at the bottom of the stairs, waiting to be picked up.
Born in 1962, grew up in the 70's............what a magical time to be a kid, and especially a teenager !
Remember riding a “Big Wheel”? There was this lever on the right or left side you would pull on to make it stop or spin depending on how fast we would go. I also remember the “Hoppity Hop” big rubber balls we would sit on and bounce as we held on tight? I often played with a kaleidoscope, played with metal Jacks, and I also had Mexican jumping beans!!! (Just to name a few)
Those were the fancy big wheels, the originals had no hand brake on the side, I was jealous and it still hurts!
Same...all of the above❤
Then there was the Green Machine, kind of a different layout of the Big Wheel but still cool. Kenner Easy-Bake Ovens. Slot car race tracks. Pong. Lite-Brite. Spirograph. Etch-a-Sketch. Tonka trucks that were made out of *metal,* as God intended.
@@righthandwolf306 Yes!🙂
Hahaha how many of us were left alone at home, and when our parent left, the only instructions were, don't answer the phone, don't go outside and don't burn down the house 😂😂😂
I remember being left alone at home at night when I was about 5 or 6 years old, with my 7 or 8 year old brother. We crank called every phone number we could come up with then put ourselves to bed. My mom wasn’t too far away: just down the street and around the corner at our friends’ place. No one cared and no one called child services. We were just fine cause we had common sense. 😊
ROFL
I spent most of that time trying to prevent my little brothers from burning down the house or hurting themselves. Smh. But we’re all still here, right? Those were some really interesting times. Nothing like today.
Latch key kids
Geeze ! And I thought I was neglected.
Now I'm finding out I'm normal.
"Gen-X ... raised on hose water and neglect". I just saw this on a t-shirt the other day and I was overcome with nostalgia.
hose water connoisseurs, we learned quickly which ones were fine to drink from. just like bubblers, there was always that backwards kid that put their whole mouth on the end of the hose...ugh, they were last - always - cuz if they weren't, you'd prefer to go thirsty.
And don't forget Pride!
What a fantastic T-shirt!
My kids actually told me that they wished they had the same childhood as me, we had 3 blocks of the neighborhood where all of us kids went to the swimming pool every day together and in the evening we played tag, kick the can and red Rover and we had to be in by dark which is about 9pm in the summer and those were fun times, my kids stay in the house all day on their phones but i take them on little trips to amusement parks with their cousins when I can.
Omg yes drinking out of the backyard hose and being out from dawn to dusk
And a savory treat was that water from the garden hose when you’re outside all day. No smart phones, no internet, no social media. Just outside and actually using our imagination when playing with GI Joe or Evil Kanevil motorcycle.
The excitement of waiting for those photographs to get developed so you can see what it looked like. Saturday morning cartoons, Atari 2600, and playing with He-Man action figures.
Free Range kids! I was one too...
No curfew, no bike helmets, baby oil laying out at the beach all summer!
Great times❤
When my appendix burst, on the way to the ER, I was told there had better be something wrong with me.
I had a boyfriend who had the same - his boomer parents thought he was faking!
My brother cut off the tip of his middle finger once & my father told me to go look for the piece! He was taking him to the doctor. Smh
😂
Do we have the same parents?
Yes we're triplets... My mom mocked me at thirteen... "I'm dying... I'm dying... Take me to the doctor.... Wah wah wah...". The doctor told my mom, "Why'd you being him here? He needs to be in emergency!" Haha... I still don't let her live it down and once gave her a spanking with wooden spoons to remember haha
Yes, I drank water from a green garden hose, and I waited for it to cool down, too. Still here.
It’s a miracle!!
And it tasted real good!!! 😂
I got giardia from drinking outta the hose. You know who cared? Nobody.
you would burn your lips on the hot metal screw
We had a nice lady in our neighborhood who put out a metal community cup on her spigot. The school was next door so we’d play there and grab a lukewarm drink of water and share germs with everyone when it got hot. Good times.
My car seat was the city phone book with no seat belt. The simple times 😅
I am a Gen Xer and proud of it! Loved growing up in the 70's and 80's had a blast! Miss it!
I learned to never say "I'm bored!" Cause they would give you something to do, usually cleaning something.
Yes. My husband I were just discussing that. If you ever dared to say, "I'm bored," then you were in for a full weekend of chores. "Oh you're bored. Well, the garage needs to be cleaned out..." Oooof.
🤣🤣🤣 yep!
Soooo true, we read a lot of books and were forced to clean our rooms 😂
Yeah... Like....
"Go read the encyclopedia !"
I don't ever remember being bored as a kid. If anything there wasn't enough time in the day to get it all done. Once we dug out a tunnel fort, timber reenforced of course. I'm talking underground maze of tunnels and rooms over built over one summer. It took us weeks of digging, and building. All from scrap wood we scavenged from the woods. Our plan was to live there. Some proto-Karen reported it and the authorities decided it wasn't "safe" for a bunch of 12 year old kids to be building an underground fortress where we might one day launch our attack from. So they decided to destroy it. But it was so large and so deep they had to bring out heavy earth moving equipment to destroy it. ...we were pissed.
Dirt bikes and 22s were part of my middle school years. We looked like some sort Jr Mad Max gang heading out to the woods to raid it for scraps of porn magazines and other useful items.
That's right, we didn't have internet porn. We had to scavenge that too. Strangely you could find little pieces of weathered and torn up scraps of Playboy magazine in the woods, that some other unknown kids had probably liberated from their fathers collection. It all ended up in the woods, like mana from perdition.
But it was never complete porn. You might get a boob, half a butt, or strike gold and get some bush. Then you'd have to use your imagination to fill in the blanks. We launched rockers, flew gas powered model airplanes on a string, made explosives, and different pyrotechnics. It was crazy fun.
Gen X is okay being forgotten. Happened all the time growing up and that made us tough and resilient.
That’s true! We were latch key kids. Sent ourselves to school. Played outside past dawn. No one cared for us then and they don’t now!
We did thead the fine line.
The ones that are alive.
No way Gen X should be patting themselves on the shoulder too much. After all, Gen Z is YOUR KIDS, Xers!
@@christopherwarren4293 what's wrong with Gen Z?
As a kid, I can't count how many times my brother and I knocked our breath out climbing trees and falling , then climbing back up the tree. We didn't tell our parents, we didn't CRY, they thought it was fine anyway.
My friends mom used to tow us around hanging off the back of her car on our skateboards😅
You will go to jail for doing this today, how many kids you will be pulling that many counts you will be acquitted on)
Mastering the art of recording our favorite songs off the radio and clicking the record/stop buttons as soon as the DJ came on air.
OMG... great one .
Bad news.... my tape got all wound up , so my new step dad had to fix it.
It was awful, because he heard me telling my best friend that I didn't like him.
I hated hurting his feelings.
Blowing into the Nintendo cartridge to get it to work! 👊👊👊
I used to make mix tapes of video game music in the late '80s/early '90s (and I had a MacGyver mullet).
Remember when Kasey Kasem's Top 40 radio show was a must listen on weekends? Good times!
I still love recording my music
Our parents were helicopter parents. They flew us in dropped us off and flew away. Kinda like Special Forces team in the jungle
lol
That's a great analogy. We are the true survivors.
@stvargas69 Yeeessss!!!! 😂❤❤❤
Ha! Yes!
Nailed it 😂
I remember recording top ten hit songs with my sister on her new cassette recorder off the radio. Mum would occasionally let the budgerigars out of their cage to fly around the house and if they flew into our room, their singing would be taped too.
Gen-X here: Never had time for homework, felt ashamed when caught by teacher, promised myself to start doing homework. When the last bell rang, everything was forgotten, and freedom until dark left no time for homework. Had nightmares until my mid-50s about being late for school and not being able to "find my class" when I was late.
1975 here, Poland. When I was 9 years old, I walked 5 km to school through a secret hole in the fence through a Russian military base. When a large road was being built near my city near the lake, I built a raft from construction boards and sailed out on it, and 100 meters from the shore it fell apart. But I was already a great swimmer then. I made fireworks from scratch when I was 12. Today, my parents would probably go to prison for what I did and not taking care of me. I had a wonderful, adventurous childhood and today I am happy and I don't know what stress is.
That is hardcore..Poland was part of the Soviet empire then!
@@wendyflatt39 sort of, but we never gave up, not even the kids. And my parents taught me real history
Clearly ur a Genius.. esp with the firecracker .. 🤩
Okay, you WIN! Most neglected (and happy) childhood certificate of completion.
Wow! That's badass!! Also, love that your username has Makowiec in it!! My family is American, but we have kept the tradition of making Makowiec for Easter and Christmas every year for over 100 years. It has a special place in my heart 🥰
I was born in 1972 and grew up as a feral child in a semi-rural town in southern Illinois. We were allowed to run free with no way to contact our parents. Just me, my bike, and some loose change in my pocket in case I found a vending machine somewhere The number of situations I found myself in - and never told my parents about - would have sent them to an early grave.
I was one of those parents and just now finding out alot of stuff
I remember coming home after school every day for 3 hours I was the only one there. You'd be called a latchkey kid nowadays. Don't even get me started on lawn Jarts.
72 model here, rode bikes everywhere, through drains you name it. Played in cubby houses, girls and boys played you show me yours I'll show you mine. Smoked cigarettes we found lying around. Lot's of fun, harmless exploring and only went home when it got dark.
All the kids everywhere walking around with a cast or splint on some body part and proud of it. Hard whíte casts on their arm, wrist or leg that everyone signed. Arms in a sling, broken fingers in splints😂😂. You see no kids in casts now ever. It’s pretty hard to break your leg on your smartphone all day. And if you saw half the kids in school in a cast now, you’d be sure there was a child abuse epidemic. 😂😂
Trips to the hospital/ER...
...those were the days
I’m still trying to figure out where all the child kìdnappers and ne’er-do-wellers were. There were AMPLE opportunities then but it didn’t happen much. What a time to be free
I'm a latch-key kid here and Gen-X. And boy do I remember those hard rubber balls at school.
I haven’t laughed this hard in a long time! All of this was spot on with my childhood 😂 still here at 67. lol. Rock on ✌️
I wouldn't change any of this for a minute. Kids today don't know what they have missed. Having your own cell phone is not the answer.
frfr...U AINT LYIN'
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I hate cell phones and I still carry my old flip phone. Once I retire that son of a bitch is going into the garbage can. Still have my computer though ;)
@@troynov1965 fact!
@@cAlmliKeAboMb2023 I remember in the early mid 70s we lived out in a real rural area. My father was working on a ranch. We still had a party line lol.
@@cAlmliKeAboMb2023 FACT !!! 💯🎯👍
Being born in GENERATION X, I remember...
- It took time to write a letter and excitedly check the mailbox every afternoon for a week for a reply.
- Playing with other kids outside who we didn't know.
- Sending text messages to friends in class written on a tiny piece of paper and passed down the line by classmates.
- Making personalised mix-tapes by recording songs off the radio as gifts for our friend's birthdays.
- When drinking beer dregs with cigarette butts in them after a party didn't send us to the emergency room.
- Peanuts were a snack, not a death sentence.
- The only “safe space” we knew was a bomb shelter.
- Rewinding the mix-tapes on the end of a pencil to save battery power on our Walkman.
- Watching Greatest American Hero every week to find out if he will ever learn to land.
- Working summer jobs to earn money to buy what we wanted.
- Asking a person out on a date in person.
- Having to line up against the wall with our siblings so our mother could snap the last two photos so she can develop the roll of film.
- Waiting until the next day for the roll of film to be developed.
- Fast food was a treat, not a lifestyle.
- A bag of chips was full.
- Board games were fun.
- Dial the radio station on a rotary phone to be the first caller with the correct answer to win pizza.
- There was no redial on a rotary phone.
- When left at home alone, parents would call home on the landline, hang up after two rings, then call again as a code to answer the phone.
- Things would be repaired, not replaced.
- A hiding was warranted for misbehaviour.
- Kids learning basic survival skills.
- Boy Scouts was a thing to envy.
- Chores around the house was a requirement for living under your parent's roof.
- Farting on your sibling's head was funny, not assault.
- Parents telling kids to "Go play on the road" wasn't deemed as parental negligence.
- Falling off the jungle gym was usually our own fault, not the fault of the manufacturer.
- Music was music.
- Getting a Penthouse magazine created instant friends.
- "Snake" was the best video game ever!
- "Aqua Rings" kept us entertained for hours.
- Rolling down the car window was air conditioning.
- The three things in a First-Aid kit were Band-aids, Mercurochrome, and Dettol.
- Finding a book at a library to study was like searching for lost treasure.
- Being on a phone call and stretching to reach for something but can't quite get it because the phone's curly cord wasn't quite long enough.
- Bad actions had consequences.
- Losing a competition meant no medal.
- Constantly calling the video store to find out whether anyone has returned a copy of the latest release of the film that was completely rented out.
- Browsing at the video store.
- A dollar bought a full bag of candy.
- The family ate dinner together in the same room.
- Slamming down the phone was the most satisfying way to end an argument.
- "Trick-or-Treating" with no fear.
- MTV had music.
The best time to grow up.
-Telling someone you liked something they did instead using an emoji
👍btw
lol, my first aid kit still only contains band aids, paracetamol and dettol!
Well done.
Great list.
Our parents neighbors watched out for you, but were ready to squeal on you to keep you safe! Lol 😂
1963 kid here. 70's teenager. Looking back I wouldn't change a thing. I'd love to put a kid today in Sherman and Mr. Peabody's Wayback Machine and watch him try to function. Would be VERY entertaining.
“Stop crying or I’ll give you something to cry about”
*..said by every parent at least once.*
Let's not forget "Children should be seen and not heard". We learned to push our emotions, feelings, and comments way down.
Heard that phrase I don't know how many times. Or even better: 'fine, the more you cry the less you'll pee"😂
“ I’ll turn this car around right now “
I heard "because I said so" a lot.
LOL man I remember pounding each other with dodge balls. The teachers didnt care they were out in the smoking area tending to their hangovers. Class of 84
On certain days I can still smell that rubber ball.
I can still hear the sounds they made when they hit someone.
😂😂❤ All this!
I have dodge ball PTSD.
Where I grew up (70s central Illinois), _dodgeball_ was the game where kids lined up along the wall while another kid threw the ball at them. _Bombardment_ was played with two teams throwing the balls at each other.
But then we also called Duck, Duck, Goose . . . Duck, Duck, _Grey Duck._
"Bleed over the sink," that hit close to home.
I was born in the late 70s in Southern California. The one thing I remember like it was yesterday was if there was no school you won’t be aloud to be inside the house…unless it was to clean or something like that. Going out in your neighborhood to make friends was essential. We moved around a lot as kids so I had to constantly make new friends. Thirsty while out there in the wild? Drink from a hose of course! I’m certain that kids don’t grow up like that anymore. Also essential things were skateboards, bicycles, or scooters. You don’t want to be the kid having to walk when everyone else had wheels.
In truth, we were as feral as children could be without someone going to jail because of it.
Feral is a good way to put it. I allowed my kids to be a bit feral too and they turned out fine.
@@DAJ2000 I truly believe that being too sheltered can be just as detrimental to development as allowing a kid to run completely wild. Other end of the scale, to be sure, but a life devoid of living is not a book that anyone would want to read.
isnt that the truth. We neighborhood kids called it "Exploring", and had places already named like "the hills of America". ps your comment brings back a whole lotta good memories.
@@GizziiusaWe called it going on an adventure, but it was the same thing. Great for bonding with friends.
@@Gizziiusa Me, Beeve, and Wally, called it, "Going out to mess around". Maybe there'd be some drying cement we could write our names into, or a dog fight, or a staggering drunk, or some bottles we could break, or an abandoned car we could vandalize, or some nut job pulling out his wang.
Who remembers "Clackers"? That defines 70's kids. You could be playing alone with them and knock yourself out!
Yes!!
But I could never do them in a complete circle😅
My husband still has his from back in the day👍😄😄💫✌️
CLACKERS!!! Haven't thought about those in decades! They were popular after marbles but before cabbage patch dolls & cabbage pail kids!
I have purple clackers.
It required strength, rhythm, and bravery to kick em into high gear.
Mine were lime green and I beat the @#$& out of my own self daily trying to master it 😂😂
We made a zipline in the woods with a rope, a pulley, and a chain swing from a swingset between two trees on a steep slope. After crashing into the downhill tree a couple of times, we "borrowed" a garden hose and tied it to the uphill tree and the pulley... Just enough stretch to slow down enough to dive off before the tree. Good times!
I remember riding 50 miles in the back of a El Camino, along with 6 other siblings to watch a Friday night football game 😂😂😂 no seatbelts, nothing just huddling to stay warm. It rained on the way back home 😂😂😂😂...good times!!🤘🏾
The same. We would ride in the back of the truck. It wasn’t until the early 90s that the parents started becoming more aware that this was probably not a good idea. I think it was all the seatbelt ad campaigns they ran on tv.
I played with lawn darts.
Jarts!
And they were awesome! Getting rid of stuff like that just feeds into the pussification of America!
I still have them!
lawn darts were the BEST!! AKA JARTS. lol
@@debiboyd364 mine are long gone. Likely 20 years and 15 garage sales ago. My mom definitely did not hang onto that stuff, and if she did, my son would have found them when he was a kid. Between my siblings kids and mine, not too much of our youth survived. Though, like I said, some our kids have some of it.
We mowed the lawn in flip flops, we played with lawn darts, our fireworks were basically dynomite, flares, and crappy fuses, they were unsafe and insane. We spent our free time riding horses, dirt bikes, and jumping off a three story house onto a trampoline to see who could get the farthest bounce. We would get in literal physical fights with each other but nobody better mess with any of us, and if the parents asked no one would say anything. We were farm kids so we did our work but the rest of our time was floating rivers, plinking with guns, building things and blowing things up.
Farm kid here, born in 1970. I wreaked my first car at 15 driving to the farm to pick my mom up so she could get another load of grain….same day my brother was messing around with my dads gun and literally shot a hole in the house. My wreaking the family car didn’t seem so bad! lol…the car even had a bunch of corn stalks stuck in the axle! 😂
@@wendyflatt39 😆 🤣
Even suburb kids found a way to do most of that lollll
You know it!!
God help the farms!
If we weren't in the yard when the streetlights came on, the wooden spoon would be the greeting.
Yes,the Wooden spoon was always hanging on Grandma's wall ,
She would always let us know that it was there!
Sometimes it did come off the wall!
That meant business!!!!
The wooden spoon!! Can you imagine that today? My parents would have been jailed 😂
or moccasin came out.
I'm a boomer and everything here is my experience too. Loved it all, then and hearing it now!
The street lights were our universal sign that when they turned on at night, it was time to go home.
Hell no. We stayed out collecting all the traffic cones and making road blocks in our friends streets
Living in the country, no streetlights, we just went home when it got dark.
Absolutely. Indeed, if we were inside we'd be told go out and play. Except the bookworms and budding musicians!
You had streetlights?😂
@@hoonaticbloggs5402 🤣😂🤣😂
I remember jumping off railroad bridges into the river and when I told my mom, she told me where to find a higher bridge.
I love that 😂
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today parents would be arrested for even telling you that. Good times.
Me too!!
When your friend Bruce in Tennessee takes you all day jumping off a 40 ft cliff into a big lake. On arriving home his mom asks Bruce you didn't take them to that cliff where that boy jumped onto a school of baby watermocosins and bit him to death . . Did you? Bruce says Yes as he looks slyly over at me. . . . BRUCE!
I was born in '62. As a kid we would have our lucky charms in the morning, get on our bikes and be back by 5 for dinner. Always outside and loving it. Kids in my neighborhood don't play together - always on their devices.
Omg! In tears 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
It's 10 PM, do you know where your children are?
If I was complaining about something hurting, my Dad would always say "do you want me to cut it off?"
😂👍
Funny story on that one. I was building a 4 season sun room and during the early stages I had to staple in tarps because it was going to rain and my then 7 yr old daughter came up to ask me what I was doing. I kept working (albeit distracted) with the staple gun and while talking to her and positioning the tarp for my next staple, I accidentally fired a 3/4 inch staple into my left forearm. Completely buried the entire staple in my arm.
now I felt it but thought something had fallen and hit my arm so I'm looking up to see if anything else is going to fall and hit me when there shouldn't have been anything there in the first place and she's screaming at me that there's something in my arm and I need to go to the hospital to get it out. So my wife comes over to see what's going on and she's like Hey, it's your arm, you can deal with it. So I go over to the kitchen sink, grab the staple and pull it out and put it under water to rinse it clean while my wife went to get some peroxide and my daughter faints to the floor.
so here I am, 7 yr old in one hand dangling so she doesn't smack her head on the floor on the way down, one arm under running water and my wife and son walk back in and all my wife can do is laugh at me hysterically.
So I put my daughter down on the floor, dry my arm off and pour peroxide on it and my son's like what happened to her so I said she fainted when I pulled the staple out of my arm and he's like uh, shouldn't you have gone to the hospital. So I told him for that? The limb isn't hanging by a thread so I think I'm good and he says ok, should we be taking my sister to the hospital now? I said nope as I was filling a glass with cold water.
So he's like uh dad and I poured it on her face and she snapped awake. At this point, my wife is laughing so hard she can barely breathe, my son is completely traumatized that A) I didn't go to the hospital, B) didn't take his sister to the hospital and C) callously threw a glass of cold water in her face to wake her up.
So my daughter now awake and sputtering from all the water is like what happened so I told her you can clean up the water I just used to wake you up from when you fainted. You're welcome.
My son was like WTF dad so I said ok, you clean up the water then, I have work to do.
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@ArkLord001 hahaha I forgot about that until you said it. I heard that so many times.
They'll say are you bleeding to death? Don't worry about it you'll live.
For those not born in the ‘70s, and not experiencing the ‘80s, I truly hate that you missed out.
71 child here.
Yep... when jokes could be FUNNY! And the MUSIC...ohohoh, listen to the music! Just too good! LYRICS! MELODIES!
The 80s sucked. I would have rather lived in the 60s and 70s.
This was an unexpected heartwarming thing to come across as a gen X myself.
My parent's said this, "don't burn the house down!" Then out the door they went, we were our own babysitter. No blood, no pain was my father mantra. Coddling? Not a chance, suck it up buttercup, nobody cared.🤕😂🤗
Gen X here ......we got the last of the good old days .....mom n pop shops , businesses closed on sunday / holidays, community closeness ......sure miss it all !!!
so do I. Those really were the good days
Absolutely
Blue book laws, open houses
Yep. Days when there was actually nothing to do!
most stores were closed on Sundays
You haven't seen pain until you have experienced MERCURACHROME.
When mom got that out u knew u fed up bad. That was only when the insides were showing. But u never had an infection after that.
😂 lol.I had forgotten about that mercurochrome..
Ahh, that takes me back! 😃
Ha Ha! With the light saber applicator! That stuff was painful but magic. I miss it.
I loved the way it smelled though. And the pain told you it was working! 😆
Metal lawn darts, straight up in the air, in the middle of your friends. Everyone RUN!! 😂
We swung on the "hills hoist" for fun and ran through the sprinkler all summer long! I'm Australian! x
I describe it as a time before the word "parent" became a verb.
i bet lots of younger people wouldnt even get the joke.
...because they don't know the difference between a noun and a verb@@ice-iu3vv?
@@orphafrank1024right. and, if you had them pick apart the phrase "my parents have parenting skills", or "my parent really knows how to parent", i dont think most younger folks would even know where to begin, or what exactly is being discussed.
😂
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I’m still amazed that so many of us survived. I had at least 5 near death experiences a week and just brushed it off and went on with my day. 😂😂😂
If you could get up and walk, then it was fine.
made you tough.
Same 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Only time my parents freaked out was when I put a knitting needle on my home made arrow and told them I was going to try to hit the neighbor’s kid since he teased I couldn’t hit him with the arrow. I was surprised that crossed some line. 😂
Truth
Generation X latchkey child of divorce here, born in Canada in ‘74. Prank calls were my specialty. 😂 Man we had fun with those. I even recorded the calls. I was a pro at recording radio music onto cassette tapes too. Backyard tent sleepovers, running through the sprinkler and slumber parties, tobogganing, snow forts and ice skating on frozen ponds, dewberry perfume from the body shop, watching MuchMusic videos on the tube, ghetto blasters, rollerskating and watching breakdancing, tretorn sneakers and parachute pants (lol) big 80’s hair with enough hairspray for 12 people, atari and calico vision, miss pacman and donkey kong, wagon wheel cookies and fizz candy, running the streets all day and night until the streetlights came on, road hockey, backyard water slides, swimming and fun beach trips, amusement parks, halloween nights where you filled an entire pillowcase and nobody was offended by blackface. 😂 Home for hours alone after school before the parents came home, going to the mall every week with my allowance to buy the latest vinyl record or cassette tape, roaming through cornfields and eating cow corn, drinking water from the hose, bikes with banana seats, ring suckers, the beginnings of lifelong friendships, egg shampoo, cabbage patch dolls, forest forts, nicky-nicky-nine-doors, tag and apartment-building-hide-and-seek, rock concerts and hot preppy boys. Man, those were the days, weren’t they? Wish I could go back and just live there forever. Maybe that’s what heaven will be like someday. I pity the kids today who are living second-rate childhoods. I feel so blessed to have experienced it all. Proud generation X-er forever. ✌️
I am a 73 kid and we are the strongest generation ever... we were outside and not at home from five years old to 18 and we were latch key kids from the time we could form a word.. if we were hurt we shock it off and then walked it off until we felt a little better and didn't cry so damn much!
Born in 62. Stood on the back of my Grandfather’s truck going 65 down the highway. Loved it
They still do that Thailand. Whole families.
Born in 68 which was great the only bad thing was when MLK died I was born
Ok Boomer.
I remember finally being old enough to sit up on the side of the truck bed. OMG
Trucks didn't go 65 back then.
Age 11, I Sneaked into a bar at night with my cousin to hear rock group Kansas play, in Kansas! Got caught and was told to sit on a stool in the back corner until the music ended and NOT make a SOUND! I did and got to hear and see everything. Then we sneaked home and climbed back in the window to the bedroom. No one was the wiser- what a great adventure! So nice of the bartender to let us stay
Was this in Topeka? I went to Topeka West but about six years after Carey Livgren graduated.
Love your story! My friends and I tried to do that for a Kiss concert at night in NYC, I put a dummy in my bed to make it look like I was sleeping and tried to sneak out. But little sis told my parents on me or I would have made it to the bus heading to Madison Square Garden! Years later I asked her why she told, she said she was afraid for my safety. I too was only about 11 then so she probably was right.
You described my childhood perfectly! You brought back so many memories! And I am thrilled to have found a comedian who is actually funny and not using expletives every other word. Thank you! You are awesome!
I love your cool flower-power pants, go girl.... we are SUper Strong....I miss the 70's ... best decade ever, best childhood and much safer times !! xxx ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
Our grade school playground and monkey bars were on CONCRETE!! It was great !
Inremember fall off those and having a goose egg so big i looked like Wiley coyote and the play ground "mom" told me to put snow on it and id be fine
I remember doing sport's day on concrete.
Yes, back then when broken arms were considered a normal part of childhood. I was a parent in the 80's and I was so proud that none of my kids ever broke anything.
My elementary school was coddling us when they gave us bare dirt with a light scattering of gravel for the monkey bars, swings and seesaws. The basketball area was asphalt, though- blacktop, as we called it then.
Asphalt, but otherwise same
"In or out!" Walked home from school alone at 9-years old.
I remember walking by myself through a canyon to go home, and I was five at the time.
I walked to and from school at 5!
I did at 6. I was supposed to stay after school one day for a movie, but got confused and walked home. No one was there, so I went to a neighbor and arranged for them to babysit me.
Erm 6...
Try 7
"ITS 10PM,DO YOU KNOW WERE YOUR KIDS ARE??"