Is it still o.k. for govt. employees to jump 10 feet out of an outdated helicopter?
Yes. At least it still was in August . . .
Stuff we used to do back then that you couldn't do now
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Yes. At least it still was in August . . .
LETS SEE NOW,
Building pipe bombs and blowing up gopher holes.
BORROWING the neighbors work cars and either chasing coyotes or shooting jackrabbits.
Having a 2 man cherry bomb war. One kid puts the cherry bomb in a sling shot pulled back, while the second kid lit the bomb, then have wars, shooting at each other.
Inner tubing a very rapid river.
Chasing sheep in a open top Jeep while the passenger tried to rope it.
Pushing a junk car with no brakes to the top of a hill, then loading it full of kids and launching it down a hill and stopping it with a cottonwood tree.
Shooting arrows straight up in the air and see how close the arrow landed to the shooter.
Making wine in my dads down stair office and using too small of an expansion balloon.
Having needle wars.
Dropping rocks on live 22 shells.
Making a homemade 220 volt night crawler getter, (nearly burnt the house down).
Shooting a flaming arrow into the attached garage wall to smoke out a wasp nest, (again nearly burnt the house down).
Getting into my dads dynamite.
Getting into the hidden booze.
Smoking driftwood.
Chopping down a tree with a kid in it (he wasn't up too high).
And the list goes on. There a few things that I will not repeat here as they were dangerous.
Building pipe bombs and blowing up gopher holes.
BORROWING the neighbors work cars and either chasing coyotes or shooting jackrabbits.
Having a 2 man cherry bomb war. One kid puts the cherry bomb in a sling shot pulled back, while the second kid lit the bomb, then have wars, shooting at each other.
Inner tubing a very rapid river.
Chasing sheep in a open top Jeep while the passenger tried to rope it.
Pushing a junk car with no brakes to the top of a hill, then loading it full of kids and launching it down a hill and stopping it with a cottonwood tree.
Shooting arrows straight up in the air and see how close the arrow landed to the shooter.
Making wine in my dads down stair office and using too small of an expansion balloon.
Having needle wars.
Dropping rocks on live 22 shells.
Making a homemade 220 volt night crawler getter, (nearly burnt the house down).
Shooting a flaming arrow into the attached garage wall to smoke out a wasp nest, (again nearly burnt the house down).
Getting into my dads dynamite.
Getting into the hidden booze.
Smoking driftwood.
Chopping down a tree with a kid in it (he wasn't up too high).
And the list goes on. There a few things that I will not repeat here as they were dangerous.
JJEH
Member
Okay y'all stop now, I'm crying here... miss those days...
Bottle rocket fights. I used a wiffle ball bat as my bottle rocket "rifle."
We didn't do the BB gun fight thing because we actually had a friend who really did lose an eye in a BB gun fight. It wasn't just a story made up by our mothers to make us behave.
We used to chase each other down gravel roads in cars in the dark without headlights. Of course, you would try to avoid using your brakes because of the brake lights. Don't miss the old bridge over the creek.
Just pretend this is hwitty.
We didn't do the BB gun fight thing because we actually had a friend who really did lose an eye in a BB gun fight. It wasn't just a story made up by our mothers to make us behave.
We used to chase each other down gravel roads in cars in the dark without headlights. Of course, you would try to avoid using your brakes because of the brake lights. Don't miss the old bridge over the creek.
Just pretend this is hwitty.
More fireworks!!
My friend and I had a great time having duels with exploding pop bottle rockets (the small ones
) til one of mine hit his pile of a hundred or so at his feet. When his pants caught on fire and burned pretty much off, we decided to call it a day.
Also, breaking the stick off the rockets and launching with a sling shot gave no end of fun running around and dodging the unpredictable flight.
My friend and I had a great time having duels with exploding pop bottle rockets (the small ones
) til one of mine hit his pile of a hundred or so at his feet. When his pants caught on fire and burned pretty much off, we decided to call it a day.Also, breaking the stick off the rockets and launching with a sling shot gave no end of fun running around and dodging the unpredictable flight.
Gathering under the target tipped bow shot straight up and the winner was the last one to move, standing outside waving at the DC's dropping DDT for mosquito control, street ball or war games well after dark on a summer's night, neighborhood adults who cared what happened on their street.
The list goes on...
The list goes on...
Just mundane stuff, like having a pocket knife by the time you were in second grade. Having a rifle team in school, equipped with Remington 513Ts provided by the National Board for the Promotion of Rifle Practice and competing against the "rich kid" schools who had Winchester 52s.
RJJ 1971
Member
Getting caught driving in town at 13. Police followed me home and said don't do it again. Woah, I'm the luckiest guy ever.
Don't worry pushed my luck and karma got me.
1 year later .... Mom came home early from friends house while I was out driving my brothers car (away at boot camp).
Let's just say when dad got home... I was the pinball and my dad was the flippers.
Don't worry pushed my luck and karma got me.
1 year later .... Mom came home early from friends house while I was out driving my brothers car (away at boot camp).
Let's just say when dad got home... I was the pinball and my dad was the flippers.
Used to do this with my sling shot...a real fancy job. I used it for hunting small game.
Just pretend this is hwitty.
Leaving your rifle in the gun rack in the back window of your pickup.....
RobertJ.
Member
Working as a chef for years, I saw and did a few things. One that comes to mind you couldn't get away with today, was the time I stuck my hand in flour, then gave a waitress a little squeeze on her butt, which left a nice white hand-print that she was completely unaware of!
There's one, I'm sure I'll think of others!
There's one, I'm sure I'll think of others!
Who would have ever thought we would have things like the NFL play 60 program where you had to convince kids to go outside and play.
Step N. Mud
Member
Ever have a dirt clod fight with your brother and lay in the corn row field for cover. Dirt clods ain't all that great for taste.
it was fun when we were 7 or 8 yrs. old.
it was fun when we were 7 or 8 yrs. old.
Back in the late 50s and early 60s, I used to spend part of the summer in S. Louisiana on coastal drilling rigs with my dad. As a young teen I was in heaven. I hung out all over the rig. In the engine room, on the drill floor, the galley, all over. The crew was great to me and sort of treated me as a kind of mascot. We fished almost 24/7. There were always a lot of boats around. Crewboats, supply boats, tugs, a couple of skiffs and even sometime a seaplane or two. I shot my first gator in the bayou from a skiff. The men worked shifts 10 days on 5 days off. I got to do this about twice a summer. Sometime I even got to drive the crewboat while the skipper shot craps in the floor with the crew. I'll bet kids can't do that today. That's a shame, I learned a lot. Including how to shoot dice.
finesse_r
Member
Long, long time ago I could refer to women as the weaker sex. Not so any more. They may still be the weaker sex or gender if you prefer, but you can no longer say it out loud. Lots of things are still true, but are no longer allowed to be spoken of in public. So when did the truth get murdered in the USA?
SweetMK
Member
A hypodermic needle, a cup of gasoline,, and a Zippo lighter,,,,
INSTANT flame thrower for the removal of tent caterpillars from trees!!
INSTANT flame thrower for the removal of tent caterpillars from trees!!
pmosley
Member
Watch Johnny Quest and The Flintstones during prime time
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The 70's. The job I had while I was in high school was in a small-town grocery store.
- Smoking in the meat room while cutting meat.
- Using the store's band saw and meat grinder after hours to process deer for hunters in exchange for a few steaks and some deer-burger.
- Checking out the chicks in the summer who came in wearing short shorts and tube tops.
We had a ball in the winter, dad would tie a rope on the car and pull us around the block on sleds. My 2 kids enjoyed it also. Pretty sure it would not fly today.
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