Do you know where your kids are?

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When I was in 4th through 12th grade, this question started the 11 O'clock news.

My parents did through 8th grade, then in 9th grade on fall Friday nights, they only thought they did. I was in the Marching band! After the game's activities, it was time to party with my friends. As marching band members, we received a free drink and free bag of roasted peanuts (in the shell). Many a Friday night, after the game, 4 to 8 of us would pile in my family's station wagon and hit the road. We all would have our complimentary bag of peanuts to sustain us on our "Time on the Town!" But being we lived in farm country, there wasn't much town!

Someone would tell a bad joke, or rag on somebody's girlfriend (or worse, say they were dating the ugliest girl in school!) and that would start it. What it? The in car/close range peanut war!

My family traded in the 1973 Impala station wagon in on a 1976 3/4-ton pick-up. I had the clean out the car of all our maps, tools and survival equipment. For the 10th time since the last football game in 1973, I Shop-Vac'd as best I could every crevasse, cubby hole, and under the seats. The 8 gallon shop vac was still half full of peanuts!

I am so glad, I never got in trouble for those Peanut Fights! I think my parents never knew. Half of those guys are dead now, and I still have these memories to remember them by. By and large the trouble we got in was minor. But I kept a closer eye on my kids. (If they missed out on a bad experience or two, tough luck! I also helped them get into a little good-natured trouble! Squirt Gun Fights on the school but was my idea!)

What kind of good clean hijinks did you get into?

Ivan
 
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No, I don't. But then my oldest will be 58 years old in a few days, and youngest is 36.:rolleyes::rolleyes:

The kids are now 40, 42, 43 & 45, the grandkids are 16month to 17 years. and spread over the Eastern half of the US, and I still know where they are better than most folks know where their little delinquents are.

Ivan
 
My 48 yr old son at his home sleeping, alarm goes off at 4:30 am.Works first shift. My 46 yr old daughter works in Doctor's office, first shift, she is also waiting for alarm to go off. Son is a mechanic/manager in school bus garage, while my daughter is Registered Nurse. Their mother and myself are blessed.
 
I got to see both of my boys and their wives this weekend. A highly enjoyable treat. Strange circumstances though... My oldest was in town to pick up his 1966 vintage Fender Princeton Reverb amp from our amp guru. It had blown the output transformer. Went to my youngest's house yesterday to assess the damage the miscreates behind him caused by shooting pellets into his new vinyl stockade fence.
 
My kids are all adults now, but living in the middle of nowhere made it a little easier for us to keep track of our kids when they were still home. Only one of our kids had a close friend within walking distance, the daughter of our nearest neighbor - a little better than a half mile away. We were always pretty strict about them using one of our cars, insisting on knowing details of their plans, who was involved, etc.
 
During my high school years Al started the evening news with "It's 11 o'clock. Where are your kids?"


Rusty,
I don't remember the year, but do you remember the guy barging onto the Channel 9 news set and Al Schttelkotte cold cocking the guy on live television? Al just sat back down and went back to reading the news like nothing had happened.

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I think Al's tongue in cheek message might have been to his wife. If I remember correctly, he had a whole passel of kids.
 
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My son is 40 and slaving away in the trades making far more than I ever did.Daughter is 33 ,works at a university and is earning her 2nd masters degree with plans of opening a psychotherapy practice. No grand babies yet,but I have 6 great nieces and nephews and one great,great niece so far(I do have 3 grand dogs and a grand cat though [emoji38])
 
Our two daughters had very different experiences growing up, but they both turned out fine.

Our youngest daughter was easy to raise. She was an introvert, very sensible, stayed home most of the time, and didn't date much until she started college. She's now a retired elementary school teacher.

Our oldest daughter had a completely opposite personality. She was an extrovert, and while she was good-natured, she required lots of attention. While in high school, she was lead singer of a rock band. They mostly played locally, but they played occasionally at a bar/club/dive 100 miles away in the town of Gun Barrel City, Texas. All the band members were under drinking age, so I don't know how they were able to get that gig. She never was willing to talk much about her "adventures" there, but she did admit she became an expert at placing her boot in the face of guys that tried to come after her on the stage. She survived all that and is now a CPA and hospital administrator.
 
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