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The Summers when I worked on the Township road crew the two "full timers" road in the cab........ the "Summer Help" (High School and College Kids) road standing in the dump bed...........tasting the air like a hot and sweaty dog!

After storms and such we'd often show up at a site to find one of my Dad's men (police) waiting for us.......nary a word said.... well I would get a "hi BAM" (I'd know some of those guys my whole life)

Lordy; Lordy.........

We even walked to and from School........ Grade school was 3/4 of a mile away......... and we even walked home and back....... for lunch.

I was 4 when I started Kindergarten; didn't flunk or get kidnapped, so I was 5 when I started first grade.....

We walked everywhere....... friends , pool, park wherever......and unlike you country boys..... we went without the security of your.. handy .22 rifle!!!
 
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That just reflects increased traffic and speed IMHO.

Not saying it's not a good idea......... but ...... "Danger Will Robinson!!!!"

Nope........... I will not be drawn into what might be construed as a political discussion........

bye..............................


handejector .......I'm trying to learn and evolve!! :D
 
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I grew up in the box. Anywhere we went on a job with more than two guys the kids rode in the box.

I have ridden back there for over a 150 miles from one ranch to another during shipping. Load out 10 or 12 truckloads and crawl back in the back and sleep most of the way home.
 
I have ridden in the box lots of times. I also had some friends lose their daughter when she was riding in the back of a pickup that rolled. They were not there, but loosing a kid over stupid sucks as I know all to well. Lost my oldest son to stupid horse play with cars when he was 19. It isn't a good idea. Maybe out in the hills just driving around at low speeds. On the highway or in town its just dumb.
 
I've ridden uncountable miles in the bed of a truck. My kids ride in the bed. So does my dog. I had no idea it was illegal. Judging by everything else going on today, however, I cannot say I'm surprised.

If you have several people, and all you have is a pickup truck, how else would you get from point a to point b?
 
When my brother was three, he would lay on the rear deck of dad's car. When dad came to a stop sign, he would tap the brakes and Dave would go flying forward into the floorboard, get up giggling and climb back up.

Now that I think about it, it does explain a lot about him.

Okay, what's your excuse? I'll bet he has a theory or three about that. :D
 
I've ridden uncountable miles in the bed of a truck. My kids ride in the bed. So does my dog. I had no idea it was illegal. Judging by everything else going on today, however, I cannot say I'm surprised.

If you have several people, and all you have is a pickup truck, how else would you get from point a to point b?

I would never let my dog ride in the bed!
 
Riding in the back of a PU truck, done my share both as the rider & ridee.

Used to take the Boy Scouts to camp with a couple in the back with the camping gear and the two unlucky ones up front with me!:D

In the back was also standard on construction sites with PUs. I imagine OSHA would have had a serious case of the vapors but I have ridden in the bucket of a front end loader and backhoe a few times.
 
It's sad......

Kids aren't allowed to have fun any more. If a park wasn't roped off, they took down all the climbing equipment, swings etc. People have to keep their pools fenced off and locked. Don't play in a vacant lot because if somebody gets hurts they'll sue the owners. I remember how comforting it was to lie down in the back window shelf of a car and watch the stars. I saw a meteor one time that way. If parent let a kid do that now they'd be thrown in jail and the kids divvied out among relatives or foster homes.
 
I grew up in the box. Anywhere we went on a job with more than two guys the kids rode in the box.

I have ridden back there for over a 150 miles from one ranch to another during shipping. Load out 10 or 12 truckloads and crawl back in the back and sleep most of the way home.
Kinda reminds me of the story how you can pick out the experienced cowboy in the pick up truck. He's the one riding in the middle. Don't have to drive-don't have to get out to open/close the gates. :D
 
Like Bam, I started first grade at 5. In England that was the mandatory age. When I came to the states, the school board, regardless of my high test scores, decided I couldn't be younger than my classmates. They put me back a year. That was the most boring, snail paced year of my life.

I had nothing to do in class but play with my brain. Maybe that's what happened.:rolleyes:
 
Kinda reminds me of the story how you can pick out the experienced cowboy in the pick up truck. He's the one riding in the middle. Don't have to drive-don't have to get out to open/close the gates. :D


You got that right!!!:cool::D

And then they put a console in the center of most trucks and high transmission hump and everything changed. Now you have to be a midge.. Excuse me, a little person to ride in the middle.:rolleyes:
 
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...I've ridden in a lot of pickup beds...no worse for it...I also used to ride standing up on the seat of my aunt's '53 Buick convertible when I was really small...I'd stand right next to her...and she would hold me back with her arm if we had to stop fast...split my lip once when she didn't get her arm out there soon enough...that aunt passed away about three weeks ago...so those memories are mine alone now...

...the Subaru pickup with the seats in the back was the "BRAT"...the seats were back there to qualify it as a car for import...the tariff on trucks was much higher...I believe there were seat belts for those back seats...I think most people eventually removed the seats to actually use the small truck bed...

...I knew a bunch of guys that fancied themselves as Cowboys...they used to all jump in the back of a pickup with their lariats and race up and down rural roads lassoing mail boxes...if they got the rope around the mail box...they had to wrap the other end of the rope around a stake in a stake pocket on the bed...before the rope pulled them over the side...

...one more story...when my wife and I moved to where we live now...we didn't have a pickup truck...I was in the trucking business...so we moved most of our stuff in the back of our Kenworth tandem dump truck...on the last trip...my wife decided to ride in the back to take in the view...she sat in a large rocking chair with a microwave oven in her lap to protect it from bouncing around...I guess all was okay until we hit the gravel road for the last 2 1/2 miles...she started bouncing pretty bad...and the microwave was beating her pretty bad...I couldn't hear her over the noise of the truck...and she couldn't get up or put the microwave anywhere else...she was a little bruised by the time we got home...it's a story we laugh about now...
 
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It's like it is with all stupid things we used to do.

The ones who made it without getting killed are here to brag about it and make light of it.

The ones who didn't, aren't.

I don't believe it's the law's job to protect grown-up idiots from themselves (an unfortunate trend today), but adults putting kids at risk who don't know any better is a different thing.
 
In WV it's ok to ride in the truck bed if you're over 18.
I was giving some people a ride in my truck at a local resort. It's an access cab with jump seats in the back. My wife volunteered to ride in the box.
There was a steep side road of loose dirt and gravel. I shifted into 4wd and up we went. I looked in the rear view mirror and my wife was bouncing around and loving it. "Better than a roller coaster," she said.
 
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