I remember all but howdy doodie! Olly Olly oxenfree was when we tagged the tree that was the safe place(or Home) in hide and seek! Loved lick-a-maid (koolaid sugar)! Now they sell it with candy sticks, not as much fun! Still pour a pixi stick in my palm and lick it! LOL

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you poor thing. you missed out on princess summer-fall-winter-spring.
the pixie stix make my teeth run screaming out of my mouth.

this is the list that causes nostalgia for me:

The people who are starting college this fall across the nation were born in 1980. Therefore:

The Iranian hostage crisis occurred before they were conceived.

They have no memory of a time before M-TV.

"New Wave" is their PARENTS musical generation.

Cyndi Lauper, Boy George, the Pretenders, the Kinks, the Sex Pistols are all old music they have heard of, if they have heard of it at all.

They have no meaningful recollection of the Reagan era.

They were prepubescent when the Persian Gulf War was waged.

If they have heard the name "Oliver North," it was probably as a losing Congessional candidate, or perhaps in some obscure survey history text's reference, such as might be made to Huey Long or Teapot Dome.

Black Monday 1987 is as significant to them as the Great Depression.

Their world has always included AIDS.

Having not lived through the Disco Scare, they can romanticize the 1970s.

They watched "Star Wars" years ago, when they were kids - on video.

Atari predates them, as do vinyl albums and cassette audiotapes.

The oil crisis is history of which they probably know nothing and why anyone WOULDN'T buy a Suburban is beyond them.

Most of them have probably never seen a real nun, EVEN if they went to Catholic schools.

not all nostalgia is good nostalgia.

my 46-year old daughter recently told me that she can't remember a time in her life that this country wasn't at war somewhere. i guess that includes 'peacekeeping', but the cost is the same.

how sad.

does anyone remember roller skates and roller skate keys?

jumping double dutch?

just hanging around because there was nothing else to do?

street sweeper trucks with those big, round brushes?

walking into a neighbor's house because no one locked their doors except at night?

in h.s. for swimming class, i had to wear a wool bathing suit they gave us from the year of the flood. they had mothholes and when they got wet, they drooped from the weight. very attractive.

We still have a street sweeper, and my high school did not have swimming classes!
I DID jump Double Dutch, and I had skates that clipped on to my shoes and I carried my skate key on a string around my neck! We skated on the side walk and had to watch for rocks and uneven slabs around trees!

i don't suppose you'd believe that i still have my skatekey?



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WOW! I'm not sure I would recognize one anymore! I have moved a few times since I last used mine! :?

I remember them all! and proud of it :wink:

My dad used to light the end of my candy cigarettes, and I would pretend to smoke them. When I would finally eat them, they tasted like toasted marshmallows. (I've never smoked real cigarettes.)

My grandkids love candy cigarettes but they are now called candy sticks (the boxes still look the same), and I make them promise they will never smoke real cigarettes.