Does anybody remember Hi-9 day? What were you? Did you get a ribbon to wear all day proclaiming the "best of something"?
I believe the wording was Mr. or Miss - I vividly remember Hi-9 day, 1964, Thomas Edison Jr. High being graced with "Miss Flirt" -
imagine??????????? What do you remember?
Published 12/31/10, contributed by Janette Norton
Ran across this and reminded me of good times growing up in PA. I remembered daddy taking us for 15ยข burgers here before there was ever any McDonalds around. Click on link below. http://jsfburgerchef.homestead.com/index.html
Published 03/25/11 , contributed by Billy Jordan
I watched a documentary program the other night done by Tom Brokaw. It was on the year 1968. While living it I knew it was a year different than many others but it just struck me during this program how infamous the year was and we were a part of it. The one connection to Port Arthur in the documentary was Janice Joplin and her impact upon the "culture" change initiated that year. While our parents tended to talk about the Great Depression or WWII we have 1968 to share with our kids and grandkids. I am not sure I can relate it well but I certainly can share my experiences with riots (Lincoln Gym), impact of Martin Luther King and Robert Kennedy assassinations, LBJ dropping out of the Presidential race and the draft lottery in the fall of that year, etc. Those who served in Vietnam and were there during the Tet Offensive that year have a much different perspective. I remember our year book theme was Reflections. Seems very appropriate right now!!
Published 03/25/11, contributed by Linda DeCuir
HOW'S THIS FOR NOSTALGIA?
All the girls had ugly gym uniforms and had to wear tennis shoes, not $200 nikes.
It took 3 minutes for the black and white tv to warm up.
No one owned a pure bred dog.
A quarter was a decent allowance and you would reach down in a muddy gutter to pick up a penny.
Your mom wore nylons or hose that were in two pieces.
You got your windshield cleaned, the oil checked, tires aired up, gas pumped and all for free.
You even got trading stamps.
Laundry detergent had towels, glasses, and dishes hidden inside.
They threatened to keep kids back a grade if you failed and they did it.
Lying on your back in the grass and saying, "That cloud looks like...."
Bottles came from the store without safety caps.
Being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to what happened when you got home.
Spring and summer were filled with bike rides, roller skating, hulu hoops, visits to the swimming pools, and eating candy cigarettes.
Remember:
Wax shaped coke bottles with colored juice in them
Howdy Doody
Captain Kangeroo
Cowboy John and Black Bart Jive at 5
Mickey Mouse Club
Telephone numbers that started with "Yukon" and "Woodlawn" (in Groves)
Pea shooters
45 RPM records Green Stamps
Oley, Oley, Oxen, Free
Lone Ranger Rin Tin Tin Okay, smile some more as you think of some!
Published 06/17/11, contributed by Mike Soileau
It brought back many memories when I saw Edwin Osborn's picture in the Memorial section of our website. I spoke with Mike Lawson about it and we laughed at some of the good memories and saddened by others.
"Skeet" was one of my best friends in high school along with Fred Hollier. We had many good things we did and some I wish I could go back and not do. Skeet and I set traps all around the area for muskrat and nutria rats. We made a little money doing that. It was fun. Skeet was a leader personality and was always told he looked like Chuck Conners, the Rifleman. We use to get some good laughs out of that. I'm sure he would have been very successful had he of lived a full life, unfortunately he was in a car wreck with a train in the Griffin Park area.
When Skeet was young he was very religious and some called him "the preacher". His mother was a lovely lady who died while he was in high school and it affected him greatly. His father and brother were good people who always treated me with respect and hospitality when we would hang out at their house. He was very talented and I remember when Skeet got a nice set of drums. He was a good drummer and that was the days of garage street little bands, Mike told me he remembered the band that would practice in Skeet's garage. Those were the days, no AC then, but we didn't know the difference and had fun.
I remember when Fred Holier told me a story about a road trip that I missed going on. They went out somewhere in the wilds and one of the bunch caught a snake of some kind and was going to bring it back to science class. The snake got out and went up in the dash of the car.
I don't remember who did the driving but Skeet or Fred drove with feet on the seat while another operated the gas and brakes with a big stick. Guess you would be put in prison for that these days but in those days it was just good old boys having fun. My story may not be and probably isn't accurate but it is the kind of stuff that makes me laugh inside when I remember the good times with an old friend and classmate who left us way too early. Oh, the snake, by the way, was rescued by someone of who had the guts to reach up there and get it out. Not Me!
Ok, enough of this ya'll ... Getter Done out there class of 68!!!
