If you have ever watched the show Wonder Years it pretty much sums up what it‘s like to grow up in the 60s. Moms were more involved with “coffee clutches” rather than a job outside the home. Day care was basically non-existent and every afternoon you could hear the sound of mothers calling the kids in for not only dinner but lunch as well. There were no locks on doors, seatbelts, car seats or bike helmets. No bacitracin back then, only that terrible red stuff called Mecuricome (which had mercury in it!) that moms would splash on your knee when you skinned it. Every summer they tarred the alley behind my house and we all would go out their to autograph it with our thumb print. Outside of TV I never was in the house. I still don't enjoy TV that much. I'd rather be moving. Two of my favorite games as a kid were "Moonlight, Starlight, Hope to See the Ghost Tonight" which was a game we played in the dark of night where one person ran thru the neighborhood while we all tried to get back to someone's designated front step (the safe spot) before they were tagged (there were 14 children on my block including across the alley. It was great!) The other favorite was "Annie, Annie, Over" which consisted of someone throwing a red rubber ball over the house and then everyone running to the other side while the person hiding the ball under their shirt would tag someone. You didn't know who had caught it so you avoided being tagged by the group that had the ball thrown to them. Hard to explain but hopefully the game is played in heaven where I plan to play it again, It was THAT great.
Anyway, I was going thru some old snapshots (that’s what we called them back then) and thought I’d share a few choice ones.
The first one is of me in front of the house we bought, a little Cape-Cod job that my dad bought back in 1951 for $25,000. It was a block from Southdale which was just built. This one's from 1952. Don't know why the indian head-dress. I was a tom-boy from day one, I guess.