That 70s Thread

[Lillie]

I was born in 68..but I grew up in the projects in nyc...we played manhunt on the roof of the buildings..hoola hooped till out hips broke! lol. waited to hear the distant ding of johnny the ice cream man..ran to your building and yelled like mad for your mom to throw down 50 cents for some ice cream....praying the street lights didn't come on so we didn't have to go home..getting stuck over and over again in the elevator with my friend mary..listening and probably wearing out the our kiss album..."beth" was my favorite song..of course I had no idea what it meant..but mary liked it so I had to like it too... walking into the kitchen buck ass nekkid with our arms extended so my mom could rub calamine lotion all over my sister and me..we had the mumps!...living without air conditioning and running through the fire hydrants the very cook firemen oppened every saturday afternoon..my dad taking me to emergency room on his motorcycle with my knee bleeding like the dickens cause of course I went where I wasn't suppose to DOH!...watching baretta right before the blackout...and being upset that the tv didn't come back on...tracing the velvet pattern in the wallpaper in our living room...ALWAYS trying to take more and more steps until you could completly jump from landing to landing without hitting any of the steps on the way down..it was a right of passage..oh my poor aching knees now lol...

ahh...what a sweet walk down memory lane..

[cinderella]

Lillie, I too lived in the projects in Manhattan - Jacob Riis Projects on the Lower East Side. My mom lived in that apartment for 35 years!! That's where we grew up.

Your post brought back such memories. I grew up in the 50's, way before you were born, and I dare say, more innocent times. But I too had to get in the house before the streetlights went on, I too yelled for change when the Good Humor, or the other one (Mr. Softy?) came 'round. Mom would wrap the change in a small paper bag - no plastic bags then - or a small rag, and throw it down. We used to play Skelly (melted wax in bottlecaps to weight them down), hopscotch, kick-the-can, double-Dutch jumprope, jacks, red-light-green-light one two three, roller skates - the kind that had a key, were all metal, and were very noisy, and so many other games. It was so much fun. No kids I know today do that sort of thing - they're all behind computers now. It's no wonder kids are overweight and out of shape - they sit all day!!

Thanks for the memories, Lillie - you made my day!!

Originally Posted by Lillie

I was born in 68..but I grew up in the projects in nyc...we played manhunt on the roof of the buildings..hoola hooped till out hips broke! lol. waited to hear the distant ding of johnny the ice cream man..ran to your building and yelled like mad for your mom to throw down 50 cents for some ice cream....praying the street lights didn't come on so we didn't have to go home..getting stuck over and over again in the elevator with my friend mary..listening and probably wearing out the our kiss album..."beth" was my favorite song..of course I had no idea what it meant..but mary liked it so I had to like it too... walking into the kitchen buck ass nekkid with our arms extended so my mom could rub calamine lotion all over my sister and me..we had the mumps!...living without air conditioning and running through the fire hydrants the very cook firemen oppened every saturday afternoon..my dad taking me to emergency room on his motorcycle with my knee bleeding like the dickens cause of course I went where I wasn't suppose to DOH!...watching baretta right before the blackout...and being upset that the tv didn't come back on...tracing the velvet pattern in the wallpaper in our living room...ALWAYS trying to take more and more steps until you could completly jump from landing to landing without hitting any of the steps on the way down..it was a right of passage..oh my poor aching knees now lol...

ahh...what a sweet walk down memory lane..

[Lillie]

WOW..skelly!..we use to melt crayons into bottle caps...holy shit that seriously was a memory tucked away..I grew up on Staten Island in the Todt Hill Projects....red light green light..mother may I...truth or dare..back when it was innocent..YAH RIGHT..haha...my mom threw down the money and we hunted like crazed animals for those shiny quarters lol...but remember getting halfway there and you heard her voice calling you back...(amazing how no matter where in the projects you were..you heard your momma calling you LOL ) all because she decided she wanted an ice cream too! lol...wow I feel 10 yrs old again..I loved that tim mcgraw song...that was the first time a song truly brought me back to the projects.. ( I will post the lyrics at the end ) My father owned the local laundromat in south beach (staten Island) we use to go down to the south beach rides then run back up the hill to get a dr pepper or orange fanta out of my dads pop machine...and oh my god we thought we died and gone to candy heaven when he put in a candy machine..of course since he owned it..we had the keys..i ate rolo's and drank orange fanta till i puked lol...of course the endless amount of energy and eating honey suckle and picking blueberries on top of the soda and rolo's did not help the belly! LOL

so here is the song that is soooooooo very true!!

Don't you remember
The fizz in a pepper
Peanuts in a bottle
At ten, two and four
A fried bologna sandwich
With mayo and tomato
Sittin' round the table
Don't happen much anymore

We got too complicated
It's all way over-rated
I like the old and out-dated
Way of life

Back when a hoe was a hoe
Coke was a coke
And crack's what you were doing
When you were cracking jokes
Back when a screw was a screw
The wind was all that blew
And when you said I'm down with that
Well it meant you had the flu
I miss back when
I miss back when
I miss back when

I love my records
Black, shiny vinyl
Clicks and pops
And white noise
Man they sounded fine
I had my favorite stations
The ones that played them all
Country, soul and rock-and-roll
What happened to those times?

I'm readin' Street Slang For Dummies
Cause they put pop in my country
I want more for my money
The way it was back then

Back when a hoe was a hoe
Coke was a coke
And crack's what you were doing
When you were cracking jokes
Back when a screw was a screw
The wind was all that blew
And when you said I'm down with that
Well it meant you had the flu
I miss back when
I miss back when
I miss back when

Give me a flat top for strumming
I want the whole world to be humming
Just keep it coming
The way it was back then

Back when a hoe was a hoe
Coke was a coke
And crack's what you were doing
When you were cracking jokes
Back when a screw was a screw
The wind was all that blew
And when you said I'm down with that
Well it meant you had the flu
I miss back when
I miss back when
I miss back when

Originally Posted by cinderella

Lillie, I too lived in the projects in Manhattan - Jacob Riis Projects on the Lower East Side. My mom lived in that apartment for 35 years!! That's where we grew up.

Your post brought back such memories. I grew up in the 50's, way before you were born, and I dare say, more innocent times. But I too had to get in the house before the streetlights went on, I too yelled for change when the Good Humor, or the other one (Mr. Softy?) came 'round. Mom would wrap the change in a small paper bag - no plastic bags then - or a small rag, and throw it down. We used to play Skelly (melted wax in bottlecaps to weight them down), hopscotch, kick-the-can, double-Dutch jumprope, jacks, red-light-green-light one two three, roller skates - the kind that had a key, were all metal, and were very noisy, and so many other games. It was so much fun. No kids I know today do that sort of thing - they're all behind computers now. It's no wonder kids are overweight and out of shape - they sit all day!!

Thanks for the memories, Lillie - you made my day!!