...we could turn in pop bottles at the grocery store for 3 cents each.

White tube socks with colored stripes at the top.

Parades for troops returning from the Vietnam War.

Little Kings.

Chef Boy Ar Dee (sp?) Pizza.

The cookie you got in a dish of Howard Johnson's ice cream.

Kent cigarettes
necklaces made out of pull-tabs from pop/beer cans
The Frito Bandito

Toughskins.

Massillon won 22 state titles awarded to them by the sports writers.

The safest toy of all time......

A wood burning kit.

That orange shit your mom put on every cut you ever had, that burned like the fires of hell.

Mathialade (sp?)

The teachers lounge at school smelled like an ash tray.

The Pacer.

Be Nice;594767 wrote:...we could turn in pop bottles at the grocery store for 3 cents each.

You can still do that in Michigan. Plastic, cans, or glass beer/pop 10 cents.

Rider_In_Ttown;594030 wrote:I graduated in 91. I had a sister in graduate in 94 and a brother in 2000. Not sure when you graduated.

Nevermind lol. I graduated in 2004 but had some cousins graduate in the early 90s and played on 2 of Skip's championship teams.

Wasn't old enough to drink it but saw it on the shelves as a kid.

Black Label and POC beer

Girls would wrap that fluffy angora yarn around her boyfriends ring ............

THE4RINGZ;594869 wrote:That orange shit your mom put on every cut you ever had, that burned like the fires of hell.

Mathialade (sp?)

Ohhh I remember that crap. You had to apply it with a stick, which didn't feel too good to begin with!
...............

The Crying Indian - commercial about littering.

High School Basketball games were PACKED!

Not knowing when the next snow storm was coming, you just woke up and saw the ground was covered.

Drinking and driving. I know that sounds horrible but people never thought twice about doing it then. I'm glad the way it is now.

Earning a trophy in little league because your team won the league. 2nd place and below didn't get an award.

Rotary dial telephone with no caller ID. Every time you answered the phone, no matter what. You had no idea who it was, but then there were no telemarketers.

Knocking on your buddies door to see if they wanted to play some ball.

Parents threatening to take their belt off when you were screwing around. The one time they actually followed through with it, you learned your lesson. And right before your parent starts whailing away on you with the belt they say, "this is going to hurt me a lot more than it hurts you" and now I know what they meant.

Men never said the "F" word in front of ladies.

johngrizzly;595109 wrote:High School Basketball games were PACKED!

I think the biggest thing here is the price of admission. It's EXPENSIVE to take a family to a game!

Party telephone lines.

Not the kind you call and try to hook up with strangers, but the kind where you and your neighbors all shared a telephone line. If they were on the phone you had to wait until they finished their converstation before you could use the phone.

Going to the Movie Rental store to rent a movie. When you get there they are out of "Back to the Future" but the owner tells you it will be back in a few days.

VCR's cost like $300

Microwaves were expensive but I remember what it was like before we had them.

Only time guys cried back then was when they lost a highly contested high school football game, then all the emotions came to a head.

Chewing gum in school was NOT permitted, nor could you wear shorts.

Men wearing ear rings was considered gay and women didn't have tattoos.

You had a crazy uncle because he drank beer and wine 24/7 but never didn't anything sexual to minors.

Riding the bus to school.

You had to be home when the street lights came on.

Playing pick up basketball games and you wouldn't leave the court until you lost....and you didn't want to lose so you might get home after the streetlights came on. You use that as an excuse when you get home and your parents are somewhat OK with it.

Doctors make house calls

Milkman, Breadman and Cooks Coffee guy would stop by once a month at my grandparent house in East Canton

Sohio gas and license plate contest

Everyone carried a knife (pocket knife) some bigger that others

Black and white wing tips shoes ...where cool (I’m a city kid and we all had a pair of wing tips)

Pleated pants with monogram initials

Girls wore fruit favor lip stick..... hated that

My sister down in Charlotte still has a milkman once a week. He delivers eggs or any other dairy products as well. Its the good old fashioned milk in the returnable bottles.

september63;595146 wrote:...Its the good old fashioned milk in the returnable bottles.

Ahhhh yes. The kind of milk you had to skim* the cream off of the top before you could pour it.

Kids actually listened/respected their parents/elders.

Electric football

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Wow, this thread has made me so nostagic. So many wonderful memories being mentioned. I was feeling all warm and fuzzy and then I read this and it hit me just the right way and I lost it...

Teachers in their smoking lounge. When you opened the door you thought the Miami Hurricanes were running out.

Freaking hilarious! Also, I still make Chef Boyardee pizzas at home and still love them! Thanks for nice thread of memories.

THE4RINGZ;595124 wrote:Party telephone lines.

Not the kind you call and try to hook up with strangers, but the kind where you and your neighbors all shared a telephone line. If they were on the phone you had to wait until they finished their converstation before you could use the phone.

Believe it or not, they still have those in Delphos!