Not only were you kicked out and not allowed back in until it gets dark but they didn't care where you went. I rode my bike all over sometimes 10-20 miles away at the age of 8. When we were 13-15 we went even farther. Parents refuse to let kids explore today.
@@J_e_s_s_i_c_a_ we had a class on this in the Academy, child abduction rates were virtually the same in 1985 as they were in 2017. The difference now is you hear about them through social media and the web
@@J_e_s_s_i_c_a_ they were back then too. I think it’s more harmful to take away your children’s freedom and replace it with fear than the small chance they will be kidnapped especially with that chance getting smaller and smaller. 350 children a year are abducted by strangers that is an awful fact but it’s also not a large enough number to justify keeping your kids cooped up in my opinion.
@@J_e_s_s_i_c_a_ also more people die from dog bites every year than there are kidnappings 400,000 children a year are bitten badly enough to need medical attention. People ignore the real problems and inflate things that almost never happen.
800,000 children go missing a year.. Yeah it's a real problem.. I made a simple statement, clearly not parenting advice.. Just pointing out an issue.. ✌
i remember those days... where you had to GO TO your friends house to see if he's home or busy. id ride my bike several miles just to find out nobody home...
Lol I was raised in the 70s and 80s, everything stated was true. I was carrying 2 bundles of shingles at a time up the ladder to the peak of the roof of a house when I was 11. If someone's parents had to whoop on us we knew we was in for another whoopin twice as bad when we got home. Once for what we did and secondly because our friends parents had to whoop us and we embarrassed our parents. Bee stings, road rash, cuts it didn't matter everything got fixed by rubbing spud on it ( spud= spit and dirt mixed together). We figured out the hard way usually which snakes were poisonous and which turtles would snap and break a finger the hard way. Lol Life was harder but the music was 100 times better and honestly we were a million times happier
Board games for rainy days! And I was allowed to take the games to friends house, if they didn't have it. Raised in S Florida so, for all the Floridians out there, I don't mean the crazy 5 minutes of rain on your side of the street/block, sunny and dry on across the street/down the block. I'm talking about Hurricane Season, lol. Having dinner WITH your family- being a good and polite guest at a friend's house. Family game night. And YES, excellent music!!
Get a bug light as a family gift to keep you out side! Plus drink out the hose pipe, get SWISH at school for fluoride from hose water, yet clean shoes with brush under your Mommas shrubs by flower pot around time between lighting bug & bats troll street light. (Don't play bravest in middle of light!😂, remember tossing socks with rocks then bats chase them?)
Being born in 1971 I feel your pain I think we all had it a little "worse" than the next, which I wouldn't change for anything because what they say, "doesn't kill you makes you stronger" I definitely believe is true.
The best part of Josh’s videos is how relatable they are to everybody. I’m a white chick, grew up in rural/suburb (the kind without sidewalks). My childhood: Drinking from hose? ✅ Repeats things & talks fast, possibly due to lead in hose water ✅ Don’t tell your mom because she’ll yell at me, then call my mom to whoop my ass✅ Get out of the house & stay out there ✅ STOP GOING IN & OUT OF THE HOUSE. THE AC IS ON AND YOU’RE LETTING FLIES IN✅ I don’t know about the vacuum thing, but my mom had a Kirby. That thing was so scary, it was in Mr Mom as it’s own villain. I’m also going to throw in wherever you grew up, you had Sesame Street, and everything we learned still applies. Some adults might want to go back & watch it again.
I lived at the end of a cul-de-sac. Last house on the left. In the 80’s, 90’s. I would be in my friends pools all day, riding my bike or skateboard, or walking the neighborhood. Didn’t come home until the streetlight came on. It only became scary when in 1990(?) a kid went missing in my area and then it was, let me know when you get to x, and you need to be home by x. Other than that, my parents didn’t care one whit where I was. My chores were done from the time I could push a vacuum at age 4. The Kirby? Scared the living hell out of me. In fact, I have the one I used as a kid. It still runs. It was my grams, then my moms, now mine. Kirbys will run forever if you take care of them. The hose drinking? Yep. Nothing tasted like hose water. In Florida, on a hot day? You could ONLY hope that it being in the shade would get you some cool hose water! We had a sleeping porch for the summer. We didn’t use the ac in the summer until I was in middle school. Then it was don’t let the AC out. God, I miss the simpler times. I also will say, I’m so happy we didn’t have cell phones then, as my teen years and college years weren’t uploaded to the internet. Hope everyone is having a great weekend!
@@Purplepixie42 When I'd spend time on my aunt and uncle's farm in the summer I slept in a bed on a screened-in porch and the AC was whatever breeze wafted in through the screens on the windows and doors.
1. You got me. I forgot about the hose water. 2. You came home when the street lights came on. 3. Got hurt? Ice, Band-Aid, or Iodine ... fixed everything.
Being outside wasn't that bad until winter rolled around. Question: Did anyone else's mom save the bread bags all summer? When you put on the snowsuit to go outside, before you put your feet through the pant legs, mom would put the bread bags over your socks, that way if snow got in your boots your feet stayed dry and you couldn't used that excuse to go in the house and get warm? lol It was probably just my mom. God forbid we did anything to interrupt their soap operas. That was worse than sinning itself.
@@rclife3231 Good ole days. Glad I grew up in those times. Things were tougher than now, but so much more worth it. I remember stepping on a piece of wood that had a nail in it that went up into my foot. I was like 6 or 8 years old then. I remember I started to cry a little and my dad told me to toughen up that it would be fine. I remember looking at him and all I could get out was, "The Monkey Blood (mercurochrome) is going to burn." My dad was like, "Oh, I forgot about that, that's your mom's shtick." LMAO
@@michaelmarrone8753 I built a ramp and tried to jump over my dad's 55gal drum ( burn barrel) the first attempt failed horrible and knocked the wind out of myself , my dad walked over laughing picked me up looked at me and said I told you it was a bad idea jackass how'd that work out for you, then walked away once I cought my breath I kept going till I masterd it just to prove to him I could do it lol
@@rclife3231 Yeah, We always had to prove mom or dad wrong. Cool thing was they actually liked it when we did, that competitive spirit. Now and days, a kid is considered defiant if they have competitiveness with in themselves. Could you imagine the look on a kids face today if, and it happened to me, you fell and got cut or got a bloody nose and walked into the house and the first thing you heard was, "Oh for God's sake. I just cleaned there..." LOL
" I brought you into world, I can take you out" my parents always told me. Kids had no real reason to go home, if we were and got kicked out.... Shit we were happy.
My wife is younger than me. We have two sons that are fully grown up now. They're both in the United States Marine corps. I have my son's helping me to do yard work and we were all pretty dirty. I grabbed the garden hose waited until that real hot water that was still in the hose and heating up by the sun was out and cooler water started coming. I like the boys have a drink first and then me. Thinking no more about it when my wife came home and asked them what did you do today and they told her that Daddy let us drink out of the hose. Lord oh mighty you would have thought that I offered them some Kool-Aid from Jamestown. And on top of it we do not have well water we have water from the county. She believed her goofy mother all her life about drinking from the hose and how bad it is for you. When you first started talking about drinking from the hose I must have sat here for a solid 5 minutes laughing. Also the kids of today don't even play football with one another none of them have a baseball glove or bat. When I was growing up we would leave early in the morning and my mother or father would tell us to come back once the street lights started coming on. Now today if you did this with your children you would be thrown in jail. Like always great video look forward to your next one.
I was told I’d get polio. Never made sense that drinking out the hose would give me polio as I was vaccinated so what was the worry? But my mom would freak out if we drank from the hose. OMG polio or worms.
And if we wanted to know something that our parents didn't know - we had to go the library and use something called a Card Catalog File that used the Dewey Decimal System to find a book or article that would tell use the names of 9 planets, what year the Flintstones first aired on TV, or whatever.
I would just go ask my 80 something year old neighbor Doris.Sweetest old lady ever and I think she knew EVERYTHING!Advice usually came with some lemonade and a cookie or two.
I drink from the hose to this day! Maybe its a florida thing! And was always told I better not start a fight but I damn sure better finish it! Lol I'm loving this guy
I was raised in the 70’s and 80’s with an old school switch, boot, Bible, Church, bar of soap, mixing spoon, belt and a healthy dose of fear of the Warden (my Ma). Carrying rucksacks full of laundry across town back and forth to the coin op as a little guy, going without (we were always struggling) and all that other stuff made me pretty tough. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I remember my momma telling us a story about how her, her sister, and two of their friends were out too long, and they got whipped at each house on the way home. Unfortunately, my mom and aunt were the last to get home.
We actually had an immune system in the 80's. If we got a cut, we kept playing in the woods and didn't clean it out until I took a shower. In highschool I would leave the house for school at 7am and didn't get back home until after midnight and had to climb in my second story bedroom window to get in my house. Totally miss the 80's.
Reminds me of my childhood gotta fight all the neighbor kids and you wasn't allowed to Lose. If you got licked in round 1 catch your breath and see if round 2 goes any better
my father said, "boy, you get your ass kicked at school today, you're getting a worse one when you get home". I never lost a fight again lol and I was 7 at the time. Grew up in the 70's and 80's. Farm chores, daylight til school bus then after school til supper. Most adults today couldn't handle lugging 2 five gallon buckets of water at a time, 8-10 trips for just 3 cows, twice a day in the winter. Plus everything else that went with it. We still worked when we were kids
@@joebalser9515 damn right I grew up in the 90s and was raised like it was the 60s very strict and rough up bringing but it made me a tough sob in a fist fight and I know what a hard days work is
We weren't told we had to win, but we were told we had better fight. You weren't allowed to ignore a bully or tattle-tale. Girl, boy, it didn't matter. Truthfully, I never had many fights because my brother was faster than me and could whoop them all most of the time.
Man I grew up in the early 2000’s. Born in 95. But I sure as hell had a great child hood in the AZ desert. I was 8 years old with a canteen and my golden retriever walking miles through the desert. Catching scorpions, get rattles from rattle snakes, building bushcraft shelter’s. I’d ride my bike every single day and was always outside. I was happy and felt like a champion playing with my friends. Free to do anything, I broke bones, almost passed out from dehydration, had several girls I liked allot. Life was good. As soon as I left to CO during my teen years society begun to change drastically for me and it basically already had done so. I was influenced by the wrong subjects and people. I began to fulfill a not so free life and it is why I am in the position I am in today. My only goal is the desire to feel free and alive in this world again and by golly I will get there. Except we are killing our history, our culture is being stomped on and many many people are unhappy in this country of digital bombardment. Let us reason with ourselves and see that our history got some things right and have passed down that info for us to use properly. Community is important and social media has diminished that almost entirely. I pray we as a people come together yet instead we stand divided while unknown forces create a intolerable reality for all of us to “live” in.
Yeah, and nobody would ever sand down and repaint those metal bars and you would be climbing along and hit a rusted spot and never thought twice about it. Kids today would fall and kill themselves. Plus that nice warm 15 foot tall shiny aluminum slide that took a layer of skin off if you went down straight legged....lol
First day of kindergarten,climbed to the top of the monkey bars and couldn't get down.I still remember sitting there,the only kid left outside when the teacher came running out the side door at full speed. I probably gave her a small stroke!
Hehehe... My Mom was the master! My bro and I'd be dooking it out, she'd grab us _both_ and go to wailing on our behinds, telling us not to try to cover it with our free hand, or she'd whoop us harder.
#2, true also. My dad always told me and my brothers (because we are small) always try to avoid a fight, but if you know you can't, make sure you get the first lick, make it count, and don't stop until they are done!!!!!!
I'm an 80s/90's kid. You speak the truth sir! I was helping my dad do roofing at 9. Bartending at 12, and a nanny in high school...going home on the weekends. Your parents already had 10 calls to tell them what you were doing, good or bad, so they knew what happened during your day before you got into the house...(that's why we used to like to play in the woods...no adults to tell on you.) Telling you to get out of the house in the morning,but you could come back for lunch, had to be back for dinner...and if you went back out you had to be in before the street lights came on. Drinking out of random people's hoses... old people bring snacks out...even when they had no grandkids...and you had to partake or else you were being rude. Play clothes were different than clothes that you wore to school or elsewhere....and god forbid you wore your school clothes to play in. Bit if they yelled for you...and they literally screamed at the top of their lungs...you better get back home ASAP. (No cell phones...just them yelling your name out of the front door.) Sneaking back out at night to play kick the can or flashlight tag with all the neighborhood kids, aged 5 to 18. I have to admit though, unless you live in the country, that there are too many people out there who are crazy and people nowadays look at strangers children as not their problem instead of a community of people raising children. I honestly would be scared to let kids do what I did in the day. People separate themselves too much and most don't even know their neighbors.
I live in the sticks. Born and raised. I am 45 now. When we were 9 yrs. Old we would load up cans of chilly and .22 cal rifles go build a shelter in the woods camp out for 2 days at a time. When we came home my parents wouldn't even hardly know I was gone.. That's awesome!
I think a giant difference between 70-90s kids and kids today. Our parents knew everyone of our friends AND their parents. If something went down in the neighborhood isn't wasn't just one kid getting whooped that night. And I still drink from the hose. Being Canadian our tap water is just as good if not better then bottled water. So if I'm out in the yard doing work and need a drink...bam! zero hesitation.
My Grandma had a party line and my cousins and I were caught prank calling people because the neighbor was trying to use the phone,couldn't get on,walked to my grandma's and told her exactly what we were up to!That did not end well!
Lol my kids still get told to go outside and not come back in until I tell them its time for food. They've got chores just like I did. I will not raise a bunch of wimps.
Can confirm. Most of my free time as a kid was spent outside. Kids were given a bit more responsibility back then. I was mowing laws at age 8 as part of my chores and for neighbors to make money for the arcade and whatnot.
If you think the 80's and 90's kids were tougher, then you definitely have no clue what those raised in the 50's and 60's were like...especially in rural areas.
Definitely! Seems every single generation is getting weaker and more pampered and entitled. My parents had it worse than my generation and my grandparents generation were all badass. My 90 year old grandpa lives alone and still cuts his own trees down and runs skidster. There was absolutely no quit in that generation.
@@teddystaples3704 Funny you should mention cutting trees. I am a youngster compared to your grandpa. I am only 71. But I cut up and split a cord of firewood yesterday. It was a tree that fell during a storm a few days ago and I had to get it off the fence of my horse pasture. It will definitely be good for firewood next year. Then I had to fix the fence.
@@reb1050 my dad's side comes from a long line of loggers. Did that for many years when I was younger. Still that's good you're still able to do that though. Most of this generation and some of my generation definitely won't be able too at 70.
@@teddystaples3704 Someone once said I looked 10 yrs. younger than I am because I must have had an "easy life". I had a flashback over my past. We got an indoor toilet in the mid 50's. We always had a garden which was created with a hoe, shovel, swing blade, and hand push plow. I mowed yards with a rotary mower for 50 cents a yard. I started working at a drug store at 14 and also hauled hay in the summer. After 2 years, I had enough to buy me a 7 yr. old Ford Falcon for $350 and went to work at a Western Auto where I did tire changes as well as auto maintenance, delivered appliances, and went to college. After I left college, I joined the Marines (70-76). Once I got out, I worked in various manufacturing jobs as well as maintained our 50 acre homestead that I fenced, cross fenced (using a hand held post hole digger), cut and split all our firewood, and built a house and two barns. You know...the "easy life".
@@reb1050 First I want to thank you for your service. That sounds like such an easy life. Glad kids today know how hard they have it and wish we could bring them back to those easy times. Living that kind of life strengthens people for life. I'm so grateful I got to be raised in a hard working small town. And actually had discipline growing up. After seeing how guys my age who were spoon fed are now I wouldn't have changed anything.
I remember waiting for the parents to call you home when the sun went down and each parent had a different yell or whistle. You could tell when it was for you and when you heard it you best move quick you said good night to your friends while you were on the move and there was no DCS if you cried about getting your ass whupped you got asked “what’d you do now?”
👍 70's & 80's, in the 70's and early 80's our parents had to call us home like standing outside the door screaming our names telling us it was time for dinner or to get home. Winter summer Fall whatever outside was the place to be.
80's baby here, and hard af! These sofT kids today aren't fit enough for our parents to raise them😉 Neighborhood butt-whoopins (the good ole days), named paddles hanging in the classroom, and a whole village who cared🤷🏾♀️ "I ain't payin to heat the neighborhood, I'm not their mother, you got McDonald's money, rub some dirt on it"-not my mom, it was me yesterday🤦🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️💖🙏🏾
In the 70s we didn't get kicked out.....we ran out of the house when we finished our chores before mom/dad could give us more to do. We had friends that were outside waiting. We used our imagination and everything in our surroundings to stay occupied...Those were the best of times.
Lol! 100000% facts! 10 years old I was splitting stacking firewood all year, hunting squirrel with a .22 single shot, mowing our lawn our neighbors lawn with an old push mower. Not a gas push mower a real push mower lol. Then by 13 I needed money and to help contribute so was working logging sites or any other manual labor jobs in the county. Only 2 questions when we came home after a fight at school: did you start it and did you win. And we better answer correctly or we're getting a whooping and extra chores. Miss the good days
I remember growing up voluntarily stayed outside all day until night because we had no air condition and the trailer was hot as hell. And in the winter we use our gas stove to heat the trailer
We didn't get hugs and boo boos kissed. We got " bet you won't do that again". Lol. Also in the 70s. I'm 55 and it's all true.
😂 Truth!
The worst part was if you had a hundred foot hose waiting an hour for the water to cool down so you didn't get 3rd degree burns in your mouth
Oh, yes. I grew up in West Texas, where if you were lucky enough to have a shade tree, it was still 110 in that shade in the summer.
All you had to do was wet/cool down the hose with the water. Lol
Truth
Word
The suffering was real, I live in the desert 100ft of HOT water🔥🌊
Not only were you kicked out and not allowed back in until it gets dark but they didn't care where you went. I rode my bike all over sometimes 10-20 miles away at the age of 8. When we were 13-15 we went even farther. Parents refuse to let kids explore today.
They are getting snatched up these days..
@@J_e_s_s_i_c_a_ we had a class on this in the Academy, child abduction rates were virtually the same in 1985 as they were in 2017. The difference now is you hear about them through social media and the web
@@J_e_s_s_i_c_a_ they were back then too. I think it’s more harmful to take away your children’s freedom and replace it with fear than the small chance they will be kidnapped especially with that chance getting smaller and smaller. 350 children a year are abducted by strangers that is an awful fact but it’s also not a large enough number to justify keeping your kids cooped up in my opinion.
@@J_e_s_s_i_c_a_ also more people die from dog bites every year than there are kidnappings 400,000 children a year are bitten badly enough to need medical attention. People ignore the real problems and inflate things that almost never happen.
800,000 children go missing a year.. Yeah it's a real problem.. I made a simple statement, clearly not parenting advice.. Just pointing out an issue.. ✌
i remember those days... where you had to GO TO your friends house to see if he's home or busy. id ride my bike several miles just to find out nobody home...
Lol I was raised in the 70s and 80s, everything stated was true. I was carrying 2 bundles of shingles at a time up the ladder to the peak of the roof of a house when I was 11. If someone's parents had to whoop on us we knew we was in for another whoopin twice as bad when we got home. Once for what we did and secondly because our friends parents had to whoop us and we embarrassed our parents. Bee stings, road rash, cuts it didn't matter everything got fixed by rubbing spud on it ( spud= spit and dirt mixed together). We figured out the hard way usually which snakes were poisonous and which turtles would snap and break a finger the hard way. Lol Life was harder but the music was 100 times better and honestly we were a million times happier
Your so right
SMACK WHAT WAS THE FOR THE TIME I DIDN'T CATCH YOU!
@@winddmmy lol or for the next time
@@thomasfreeman2088 no the next time would be another one.
@@thomasfreeman2088 and i forgot if you cry i'll give you something to cry about!
We had bicycles, the woods and friends. No computers, phones or game consoles.
Board games for rainy days! And I was allowed to take the games to friends house, if they didn't have it.
Raised in S Florida so, for all the Floridians out there, I don't mean the crazy 5 minutes of rain on your side of the street/block, sunny and dry on across the street/down the block.
I'm talking about Hurricane Season, lol.
Having dinner WITH your family- being a good and polite guest at a friend's house.
Family game night.
And YES, excellent music!!
I'm 35 and that's what I remember
Bicycle with the foot break where you gotta step on the wheel to slow down
@@STEMGeneralist and putting cans on the bike tire. To make it sound like a motorcycle.
You had game consoles
Ah, the good old days. I miss them...
Absolutely
Get a bug light as a family gift to keep you out side! Plus drink out the hose pipe, get SWISH at school for fluoride from hose water, yet clean shoes with brush under your Mommas shrubs by flower pot around time between lighting bug & bats troll street light. (Don't play bravest in middle of light!😂, remember tossing socks with rocks then bats chase them?)
Shit I never thought I'd say "I agree" 🤣💯
You were damn lucky if you had AC. I had to move out before I had AC !!!
Salute
Sounds like my childhood in the 60s and early 70s. And don't dare touch anything in the store or say "I want"
AMEN! 🤣😂🤣😂
Remember when you had to let the water run for like 30 seconds before drinking it otherwise it would burn your mouth? Good times.
Omg yes!🤣😂⚰️
Being born in 1971 I feel your pain I think we all had it a little "worse" than the next, which I wouldn't change for anything because what they say, "doesn't kill you makes you stronger" I definitely believe is true.
The best part of Josh’s videos is how relatable they are to everybody. I’m a white chick, grew up in rural/suburb (the kind without sidewalks).
My childhood:
Drinking from hose? ✅
Repeats things & talks fast, possibly due to lead in hose water ✅
Don’t tell your mom because she’ll yell at me, then call my mom to whoop my ass✅
Get out of the house & stay out there ✅
STOP GOING IN & OUT OF THE HOUSE. THE AC IS ON AND YOU’RE LETTING FLIES IN✅
I don’t know about the vacuum thing, but my mom had a Kirby. That thing was so scary, it was in Mr Mom as it’s own villain.
I’m also going to throw in wherever you grew up, you had Sesame Street, and everything we learned still applies. Some adults might want to go back & watch it again.
"If you come in this house, you better be missing a body part or being chased by a rabid dog." LOL
I heard that once or twice.
I lived at the end of a cul-de-sac. Last house on the left. In the 80’s, 90’s. I would be in my friends pools all day, riding my bike or skateboard, or walking the neighborhood. Didn’t come home until the streetlight came on. It only became scary when in 1990(?) a kid went missing in my area and then it was, let me know when you get to x, and you need to be home by x. Other than that, my parents didn’t care one whit where I was. My chores were done from the time I could push a vacuum at age 4. The Kirby? Scared the living hell out of me. In fact, I have the one I used as a kid. It still runs. It was my grams, then my moms, now mine. Kirbys will run forever if you take care of them. The hose drinking? Yep. Nothing tasted like hose water.
In Florida, on a hot day? You could ONLY hope that it being in the shade would get you some cool hose water!
We had a sleeping porch for the summer. We didn’t use the ac in the summer until I was in middle school. Then it was don’t let the AC out. God, I miss the simpler times. I also will say, I’m so happy we didn’t have cell phones then, as my teen years and college years weren’t uploaded to the internet.
Hope everyone is having a great weekend!
@@Purplepixie42 don't forget about the lightning bugs and making ramps to jump with out bikes!!! Damn I miss the 80s!!
@@Purplepixie42 When I'd spend time on my aunt and uncle's farm in the summer I slept in a bed on a screened-in porch and the AC was whatever breeze wafted in through the screens on the windows and doors.
The only sidewalks were downtown on Main St where I grew up in rural West TN
1. You got me. I forgot about the hose water.
2. You came home when the street lights came on.
3. Got hurt? Ice, Band-Aid, or Iodine ... fixed everything.
Omg you couldn’t come home until you fought back ... period. TRUTH! You are awesome
Lol I was raised never start a fight but if you can’t get out of it you better win
Being outside wasn't that bad until winter rolled around. Question: Did anyone else's mom save the bread bags all summer? When you put on the snowsuit to go outside, before you put your feet through the pant legs, mom would put the bread bags over your socks, that way if snow got in your boots your feet stayed dry and you couldn't used that excuse to go in the house and get warm? lol It was probably just my mom. God forbid we did anything to interrupt their soap operas. That was worse than sinning itself.
Lmfaoooo my mom did the same shit we put bags on out hands if the snow was wet so we couldn't say our hands where to cold and wet 😂
@@rclife3231 Good ole days. Glad I grew up in those times. Things were tougher than now, but so much more worth it. I remember stepping on a piece of wood that had a nail in it that went up into my foot. I was like 6 or 8 years old then. I remember I started to cry a little and my dad told me to toughen up that it would be fine. I remember looking at him and all I could get out was, "The Monkey Blood (mercurochrome) is going to burn." My dad was like, "Oh, I forgot about that, that's your mom's shtick." LMAO
@@michaelmarrone8753 I built a ramp and tried to jump over my dad's 55gal drum ( burn barrel) the first attempt failed horrible and knocked the wind out of myself , my dad walked over laughing picked me up looked at me and said I told you it was a bad idea jackass how'd that work out for you, then walked away once I cought my breath I kept going till I masterd it just to prove to him I could do it lol
@@rclife3231 Yeah, We always had to prove mom or dad wrong. Cool thing was they actually liked it when we did, that competitive spirit. Now and days, a kid is considered defiant if they have competitiveness with in themselves. Could you imagine the look on a kids face today if, and it happened to me, you fell and got cut or got a bloody nose and walked into the house and the first thing you heard was, "Oh for God's sake. I just cleaned there..." LOL
@@michaelmarrone8753 lmfaooooo or seriously again wtf , head to the bathroom lmao
" I brought you into world, I can take you out" my parents always told me. Kids had no real reason to go home, if we were and got kicked out.... Shit we were happy.
My Dad used to tell me when I was young he would put me out on the corner hoping someone would steal me,but they kept bringing me back!
My mom used to say/do the same with me
“And make another one just like you”
My wife is younger than me. We have two sons that are fully grown up now. They're both in the United States Marine corps. I have my son's helping me to do yard work and we were all pretty dirty. I grabbed the garden hose waited until that real hot water that was still in the hose and heating up by the sun was out and cooler water started coming. I like the boys have a drink first and then me. Thinking no more about it when my wife came home and asked them what did you do today and they told her that Daddy let us drink out of the hose. Lord oh mighty you would have thought that I offered them some Kool-Aid from Jamestown. And on top of it we do not have well water we have water from the county. She believed her goofy mother all her life about drinking from the hose and how bad it is for you.
When you first started talking about drinking from the hose I must have sat here for a solid 5 minutes laughing.
Also the kids of today don't even play football with one another none of them have a baseball glove or bat. When I was growing up we would leave early in the morning and my mother or father would tell us to come back once the street lights started coming on. Now today if you did this with your children you would be thrown in jail.
Like always great video look forward to your next one.
I was told I’d get polio. Never made sense that drinking out the hose would give me polio as I was vaccinated so what was the worry? But my mom would freak out if we drank from the hose. OMG polio or worms.
And you BEST be home when the street lights came on !
And if we wanted to know something that our parents didn't know - we had to go the library and use something called a Card Catalog File that used the Dewey Decimal System to find a book or article that would tell use the names of 9 planets, what year the Flintstones first aired on TV, or whatever.
I would just go ask my 80 something year old neighbor Doris.Sweetest old lady ever and I think she knew EVERYTHING!Advice usually came with some lemonade and a cookie or two.
Oh them damn card catalogs and dewey system and the book you wanted was never where it said 😓😁
🤣 I remember turning in a report on Somalia I wrote from a 10+ year old encyclopedia. The teacher was very confused.
This was LITERALLY how my childhood was!!! I was laughing my ass off, while at the same time having memories of all 5 things as they were said!
You just told the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
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As a man who was born in 79 and grew up in the 80s & 90s, I can concur that everything he said is true.
I remember being in fights with older boys and mom saying " Steven you better whip their butts."
Waterhose was great and up north the refrain was “Close that door! You trying to heat the outside?”
we always got asked if we were born in the barn if we left the door open in the winter. Weren't lucky enough to have AC until I was about to move out.
Work in the garden until the dew dries and then get to hauling hay. Kids today can't even drive a stick, much less a tractor.
Everything you mentioned ring a bell with me. I was a child of the 50's. Water hoses were my best friend in the summer in Abilene TX.
I grew up in the 70's and 80's. Now I am totally sounded like an ol' fart to say it was a much nicer time. I'm a water hose drinker too.
I drink from the hose to this day! Maybe its a florida thing! And was always told I better not start a fight but I damn sure better finish it! Lol I'm loving this guy
I was raised in the 70’s and 80’s with an old school switch, boot, Bible, Church, bar of soap, mixing spoon, belt and a healthy dose of fear of the Warden (my Ma). Carrying rucksacks full of laundry across town back and forth to the coin op as a little guy, going without (we were always struggling) and all that other stuff made me pretty tough. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I remember my momma telling us a story about how her, her sister, and two of their friends were out too long, and they got whipped at each house on the way home. Unfortunately, my mom and aunt were the last to get home.
Ouch
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We actually had an immune system in the 80's. If we got a cut, we kept playing in the woods and didn't clean it out until I took a shower. In highschool I would leave the house for school at 7am and didn't get back home until after midnight and had to climb in my second story bedroom window to get in my house. Totally miss the 80's.
I'm glad I grew up in the 80s n 90s. 2020 makes that period of time look awesome.
Hell yes!!!! I'm 51. Was born in 1972. Was raised on a farm. Everything you just said is absolutely true.
I had to play outside all day got my ass whooped when needed and god forbid you say I’m bored
Josh,you are so right,never ever did you say you were bored!
Nailed it.. Garden hose water was the best, lol. Try getting some of that Mississippi river water in your mouth, that be nasty.
Reminds me of my childhood gotta fight all the neighbor kids and you wasn't allowed to Lose. If you got licked in round 1 catch your breath and see if round 2 goes any better
my father said, "boy, you get your ass kicked at school today, you're getting a worse one when you get home". I never lost a fight again lol and I was 7 at the time. Grew up in the 70's and 80's. Farm chores, daylight til school bus then after school til supper. Most adults today couldn't handle lugging 2 five gallon buckets of water at a time, 8-10 trips for just 3 cows, twice a day in the winter. Plus everything else that went with it. We still worked when we were kids
@@joebalser9515 damn right I grew up in the 90s and was raised like it was the 60s very strict and rough up bringing but it made me a tough sob in a fist fight and I know what a hard days work is
In grade 5 and 6 we used to beat the crap out of each other with boxing gloves at recess and the teachers never said a word about it!
We weren't told we had to win, but we were told we had better fight. You weren't allowed to ignore a bully or tattle-tale. Girl, boy, it didn't matter.
Truthfully, I never had many fights because my brother was faster than me and could whoop them all most of the time.
Man. I kept pliers with me to be able to drink from spigots that didn’t have a handle.
There ain't nobody told more truth in less time than this man right here today. Realize.
Give us that sermon Pray! All 💯
Born in 71
Loved every minute
Man everything you said was true and I do miss me some good hose water
Good shit my Brother. On point and funny af. Love and respect from an old Texan born in 69. These kids don’t have a clue
Man I grew up in the early 2000’s. Born in 95. But I sure as hell had a great child hood in the AZ desert. I was 8 years old with a canteen and my golden retriever walking miles through the desert. Catching scorpions, get rattles from rattle snakes, building bushcraft shelter’s. I’d ride my bike every single day and was always outside. I was happy and felt like a champion playing with my friends. Free to do anything, I broke bones, almost passed out from dehydration, had several girls I liked allot. Life was good. As soon as I left to CO during my teen years society begun to change drastically for me and it basically already had done so. I was influenced by the wrong subjects and people. I began to fulfill a not so free life and it is why I am in the position I am in today. My only goal is the desire to feel free and alive in this world again and by golly I will get there. Except we are killing our history, our culture is being stomped on and many many people are unhappy in this country of digital bombardment. Let us reason with ourselves and see that our history got some things right and have passed down that info for us to use properly. Community is important and social media has diminished that almost entirely. I pray we as a people come together yet instead we stand divided while unknown forces create a intolerable reality for all of us to “live” in.
I feel you on sweeping the carpet. For punishment we had to pick everything out by hand
Try picking rocks in a field full of ground Hornets!
Monkey bars 40 feet high mounted in a slab of concrete.
Yeah, and nobody would ever sand down and repaint those metal bars and you would be climbing along and hit a rusted spot and never thought twice about it. Kids today would fall and kill themselves. Plus that nice warm 15 foot tall shiny aluminum slide that took a layer of skin off if you went down straight legged....lol
@@michaelmarrone8753 did cherry dtop acting like gymnist and landed on back. First back injury at 8
First day of kindergarten,climbed to the top of the monkey bars and couldn't get down.I still remember sitting there,the only kid left outside when the teacher came running out the side door at full speed. I probably gave her a small stroke!
Two words.... Metal slides.
Outside all day in Immokalee. Just a hose, any hose, connected to any house. Yes I can relate. All summer long too.
This comment made me smile.Anyone's back yard was fair game as well!
Some of ya'll never got grabbed by the arm and beat in a circle and it shows.
my mom preferred hot wheel tracks...my dad his belt...hot wheel tracks suck....
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Hehehe... My Mom was the master! My bro and I'd be dooking it out, she'd grab us _both_ and go to wailing on our behinds, telling us not to try to cover it with our free hand, or she'd whoop us harder.
@Graham So you missed out on the stropping, eh? Holy hell those hurt!
I’m having flashbacks!!
Ahahaahahah Too True!
The Chores and Water Hose, and GO OUTSIDE too close to home man!
You are so true.. hood old times, wish we can go back. We can tell from the lazy kids to the kids who wanted to be something in life
"it takes a village to raise a child!"
Sweeping the rug took me back to a dark place! 🤣🤣
Facts. Support from Southern Indiana
OMG I grew up in Miami-Dade County you described my childhood from the 70/80's. I just found your channel and I have been binge watching.
#2, true also. My dad always told me and my brothers (because we are small) always try to avoid a fight, but if you know you can't, make sure you get the first lick, make it count, and don't stop until they are done!!!!!!
Wow. Absolutely perfect. I could add about 50 things to that list, but yes. So much yes.
I'm an 80s/90's kid. You speak the truth sir! I was helping my dad do roofing at 9. Bartending at 12, and a nanny in high school...going home on the weekends. Your parents already had 10 calls to tell them what you were doing, good or bad, so they knew what happened during your day before you got into the house...(that's why we used to like to play in the woods...no adults to tell on you.) Telling you to get out of the house in the morning,but you could come back for lunch, had to be back for dinner...and if you went back out you had to be in before the street lights came on. Drinking out of random people's hoses... old people bring snacks out...even when they had no grandkids...and you had to partake or else you were being rude. Play clothes were different than clothes that you wore to school or elsewhere....and god forbid you wore your school clothes to play in. Bit if they yelled for you...and they literally screamed at the top of their lungs...you better get back home ASAP. (No cell phones...just them yelling your name out of the front door.) Sneaking back out at night to play kick the can or flashlight tag with all the neighborhood kids, aged 5 to 18.
I have to admit though, unless you live in the country, that there are too many people out there who are crazy and people nowadays look at strangers children as not their problem instead of a community of people raising children. I honestly would be scared to let kids do what I did in the day. People separate themselves too much and most don't even know their neighbors.
That's what's up... Thank you sire. Preach it...
Omg this was my childhood!
Coming from a country boy. This all goes for us along with defending your family at all costs
Can't stop chuckling. Grew up on Vancouver Island in the 70s and 80s and everything you said is true :). Lol.
I live in the sticks. Born and raised. I am 45 now. When we were 9 yrs. Old we would load up cans of chilly and .22 cal rifles go build a shelter in the woods camp out for 2 days at a time. When we came home my parents wouldn't even hardly know I was gone.. That's awesome!
Absolutely fantastic!!!!!!!@
We had to wait for the hiccup from the water hose. It was hot water till the hiccup. Lol
God damn brah preach it brother. So true so true.
I think a giant difference between 70-90s kids and kids today. Our parents knew everyone of our friends AND their parents. If something went down in the neighborhood isn't wasn't just one kid getting whooped that night.
And I still drink from the hose. Being Canadian our tap water is just as good if not better then bottled water. So if I'm out in the yard doing work and need a drink...bam! zero hesitation.
I was 60's and 70's same thing! Dang our parents knew how to use that Party Phone line like lighting!
My Grandma had a party line and my cousins and I were caught prank calling people because the neighbor was trying to use the phone,couldn't get on,walked to my grandma's and told her exactly what we were up to!That did not end well!
Lol my kids still get told to go outside and not come back in until I tell them its time for food. They've got chores just like I did. I will not raise a bunch of wimps.
Thank you for the trip down memory lane
This man speaks the truth....100%
Yes sir!!!! Father told me.. if someone puts their hands on you, and you don’t defend yourself, you’re gonna have to deal with me when you get home.
I grew up drinking well water out of the hose. No lead for me. Only problem was hot hose water here in GA.
You are hilarious thanku love an God bless x
Yessss. StAy outside all day. Thirsty? There’s a hose in the back yard!!! Lol. Good times!
Can confirm. Most of my free time as a kid was spent outside. Kids were given a bit more responsibility back then. I was mowing laws at age 8 as part of my chores and for neighbors to make money for the arcade and whatnot.
If you think the 80's and 90's kids were tougher, then you definitely have no clue what those raised in the 50's and 60's were like...especially in rural areas.
Definitely! Seems every single generation is getting weaker and more pampered and entitled. My parents had it worse than my generation and my grandparents generation were all badass. My 90 year old grandpa lives alone and still cuts his own trees down and runs skidster. There was absolutely no quit in that generation.
@@teddystaples3704 Funny you should mention cutting trees. I am a youngster compared to your grandpa. I am only 71. But I cut up and split a cord of firewood yesterday. It was a tree that fell during a storm a few days ago and I had to get it off the fence of my horse pasture. It will definitely be good for firewood next year. Then I had to fix the fence.
@@reb1050 my dad's side comes from a long line of loggers. Did that for many years when I was younger. Still that's good you're still able to do that though. Most of this generation and some of my generation definitely won't be able too at 70.
@@teddystaples3704 Someone once said I looked 10 yrs. younger than I am because I must have had an "easy life". I had a flashback over my past. We got an indoor toilet in the mid 50's. We always had a garden which was created with a hoe, shovel, swing blade, and hand push plow. I mowed yards with a rotary mower for 50 cents a yard. I started working at a drug store at 14 and also hauled hay in the summer. After 2 years, I had enough to buy me a 7 yr. old Ford Falcon for $350 and went to work at a Western Auto where I did tire changes as well as auto maintenance, delivered appliances, and went to college. After I left college, I joined the Marines (70-76). Once I got out, I worked in various manufacturing jobs as well as maintained our 50 acre homestead that I fenced, cross fenced (using a hand held post hole digger), cut and split all our firewood, and built a house and two barns. You know...the "easy life".
@@reb1050 First I want to thank you for your service. That sounds like such an easy life. Glad kids today know how hard they have it and wish we could bring them back to those easy times. Living that kind of life strengthens people for life. I'm so grateful I got to be raised in a hard working small town. And actually had discipline growing up. After seeing how guys my age who were spoon fed are now I wouldn't have changed anything.
I remember waiting for the parents to call you home when the sun went down and each parent had a different yell or whistle. You could tell when it was for you and when you heard it you best move quick you said good night to your friends while you were on the move and there was no DCS if you cried about getting your ass whupped you got asked “what’d you do now?”
#2 and # 4 so true man out in the Moring and not back in till the street lights came on
👍 70's & 80's, in the 70's and early 80's our parents had to call us home like standing outside the door screaming our names telling us it was time for dinner or to get home. Winter summer Fall whatever outside was the place to be.
WORD you said it bro.i remember the plastic over the couches.
80's baby here, and hard af! These sofT kids today aren't fit enough for our parents to raise them😉 Neighborhood butt-whoopins (the good ole days), named paddles hanging in the classroom, and a whole village who cared🤷🏾♀️
"I ain't payin to heat the neighborhood, I'm not their mother, you got McDonald's money, rub some dirt on it"-not my mom, it was me yesterday🤦🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️💖🙏🏾
And my parents had 2 dishwashers....me and my sister!
In the 70s we didn't get kicked out.....we ran out of the house when we finished our chores before mom/dad could give us more to do. We had friends that were outside waiting. We used our imagination and everything in our surroundings to stay occupied...Those were the best of times.
Absolute truth. Everything you said. I lived it and wouldn’t trade it for anything. P.S. We didn’t wear freaking helmets when we rode bikes.
Agreed on 2, my dad trained my brother to fight back against a bully
Tha struggle was real 💯 anybody past tha early 90s don't want no smoke. Im an 80s baby. I appreciate tha laughs bro
Lol! 100000% facts! 10 years old I was splitting stacking firewood all year, hunting squirrel with a .22 single shot, mowing our lawn our neighbors lawn with an old push mower. Not a gas push mower a real push mower lol. Then by 13 I needed money and to help contribute so was working logging sites or any other manual labor jobs in the county. Only 2 questions when we came home after a fight at school: did you start it and did you win. And we better answer correctly or we're getting a whooping and extra chores. Miss the good days
You need your own show! Look forward to your videos!
Wanna break a millennial's spirit? Tell them how they fill water bottles at factories, a water hose 🤭🤣
Mine think it's the greatest thing ever. I wish I had a well, that was the best water ever!
@@bobbierobinson6269 that's cause you raisin em right
@@iracole7045 I'm trying... I just hope they remember that.
Hell I'm with you. I got locked out of the house in the morning as a kid. It was unlocked at lunch, and dinner time.
Oh how I remember the good old days..
"meg take this toothbrush and go scrub the floors"
Those were the best times wish we could go back to them
I remember growing up voluntarily stayed outside all day until night because we had no air condition and the trailer was hot as hell. And in the winter we use our gas stove to heat the trailer
No self propelled mowers either.
The broom over the carpet... Aaaahh the good ole days.
Agree bro. Was a much better time. No internet.
That’s all so true Josh. 👊🏼🇺🇸👊🏼
Accurate as hell, keep it up good shit man
THANK YOU! These kids are to soft, they cry when the Wifi cuts out.
I had a dish washer. These two hands.
Rubber hose water in summer South Texas. We loved it. Green hoses had a nice after taste.. but black hose was nice and crisp.. good times
"What dishwasher?!" Lmao!! We were the dishwasher!!! Hahaha
And the remote 😁
@@bethshadid2087 yes, seriously lol!