-The sound of the rotary dial
-UHF/VHF
-Being Dad's remote TV control
-Those plastic inserts you snapped into the 45's
-Burger Chef
-Paper maps
-Mom's Roller Rink trips My Sharona takes me back
-Hair in the 70's early 80's was thick and over the ears for males never will forget Dad's haircuts with those medieval torture instruments

My parents divorced during this time in my life, a few years before I would hit the teens, so that event hits high on the memory scale.

My first McDonald hamburger, fries and a milk shake ... Less than .50 cents. Grandpa took me
Sohio license plate contest...
Dinger when pulling into a gas station so the attended would run out pump your gas, clean your windows, check the oil
Dorothy Fulhiem news.
Polka Variety
Black and white Tv
riding in the back of a pick up truck going to Cleveland
White washing around the fruit trees
push mowers
plastic furniture covers
first pocket knife .. Just like grandpa wooden handle, 9 years old. .. Almost every kid in school had a pocket knife
Had to go downtown to pick up welfare powder milk, America cheese, butter and bread...
Slot car tracks, ground level trampoline
play cowboy guns
BB rifles
Breadman, milkman, Mr Coffee guy, iceman Doctor came to the house visit
baseball cards or balloon motor sound in your bike wheel spokes

Earliest memory - Christmas 1961, just about to turn 3
- our apartment building back then, there was a unique couple in another unit, the husband was a dwarf, wife was a midget. The only adults I knew back then I could look at eye-level
- moving into our house in 1962 - actually we drove to the construction site, and Dad took me up to the hole in the ground to show me the basement that had just been poured, and telling me our house would be built soon
- 1962 - going to Camden Amusement Park in Huntington with another family. They had hand-cranked individual railroad cars that I rode on.
- 1962, my father and I taking a train to Chicago to pick Mom up from a 6-week detail in Omaha
- getting a record player and drumset for Christmas that year
- going to McDonald's after grocery shopping, and watching folks play Putt-Putt next door
- watching Captain Kangaroo and Luci's Toyshop in the morning
- my first day of of kindergarten, and first day of first grade
- having a toy six-shooter that actually fired plastic bullets
- having milk delivered to our doorstep in glass containers
- fighter planes from Lockbourne Air Force Base creating sonic booms over our neighborhood

Tough to figure out a timeline of memories, but the 95 World Series was one of my first. I was almost five.

GOONx19;1846523 wrote:Tough to figure out a timeline of memories, but the 95 World Series was one of my first. I was almost five.

Damn.

edit:

And I don't mean anything bad by that comment.

It's meant that you are so young to have that as an early memory.

Here's one for the old timers:

b-o, n-o, m-o, o-o-o.........it's Bonomo!

candy

BRF;1846535 wrote:Damn.

edit:

And I don't mean anything bad by that comment.

It's meant that you are so young to have that as an early memory.

Here's one for the old timers:

b-o, n-o, m-o, o-o-o.........it's Bonomo!

candy

...roll on Big Oooooo get that just car up to Lawson's in 40 hours

Lucy's Toyshop
Captain Kangaroo
Standing up in the back of the car
Apollo moon landing
The Beatles
American Bandstand

- Opening game of Jacobs Field. Dad got tickets for the first game ever, I've been hooked ever since (was 8)

- Along those lines, listening to Hammy call Tribe games with my dad, driving home from random athletic events

- Grandma taking my me and my sister to McDonalds (only time we were allowed fast food)

- A little older, but the 2 hours after high school before basketball practice with the team, just fucking around.

- Grill out with the whole family during the spring, summer and fall

- Watching Indiana basketball with my dad. Alan Hendersons broken leg still makes my dad cry. And 2002 we had so much fun in March. Still the greatest 3 weeks of basketball we have watched together.

My grandparents had a mini farm the chickens would be out in the yard he had a hostile rooster that would attack and peck at the back of my legs. I got pissed and turned around and gave it a throat kick. It dropped dead. I hid it in the barn and never owned up to it.

My grandparents lived about a 1/4 mile away. Remember waking up and and running over to grandpa's chicken coop and getting fresh eggs cracking one open in the frying pan and getting the prized double yoke.

Dad would hard boil eggs for his lunch bucket. The old school kind. Our fridge had the egg compartment he would keep the hard boiled on one side and the uncooked eggs on the other. One day I switched them. Needless to say Dad was pissed.

4cards;1846538 wrote:...roll on Big Oooooo get that just car up to Lawson's in 40 hours

Looks like your auto correct messed that up........ get that juice up to Lawson's!


Penny candies like the dots on paper, nickel nips, and candy cigarettes (be just like the parents and older kids!)

Going to Gatlinburg with my grandparents every year.

Having only 3 tv stations and then we got TBS which showed good comedies from the 60's and 70's from after school until 7:00....then showed Braves games

Saturday morning cartoons

Playing every sport with neighborhood kids

Grandma cooking dinner every Sunday and we'd often go golfing afterwards.

Mr. Cartoon after school every day

Traveling around to all the county fairs on the weekends with my grandparents

Getting to see by first movie in the theater was Jungle Book

My parents letting me stay up to watch Star Wars the first time it was showed on regular TV

Playing basketball every day growing up with my two older cousins that lived next door

Going into town on Friday nights with my mom and dad to get groceries & we always ate at either Pizza Hut or Ponderosa

Going roller skating with the Church Youth Group about once every other month

Playing tag in our church cementary and getting my leg broken when my buddy pushed an old tombstome over on it by accident.

Most of my earliest memories involve my younger brother and sister being born. I was five when my mom had them. There are some from when I was younger than that, but they become consistent around that time.

Color tv with 3 channels, maybe 4 if you were lucky with the rabbit ears
5 speed bike with a banana seat and sissy bar
Reel lawn mower (push)
Idora Park
'64 Ford Galaxy 500 convertible (light blue)
First baseball game - '66 Forbes Field; Pirates vs Braves
Playing cowboys and indians, and red rover
And my Dad drinking Duke beer with the neighbors

QuakerOats;1846798 wrote:Color tv with 3 channels, maybe 4 if you were lucky with the rabbit ears
5 speed bike with a banana seat and sissy bar
Reel lawn mower (push)
Idora Park
'64 Ford Galaxy 500 convertible (light blue)
First baseball game - '66 Forbes Field; Pirates vs Braves
Playing cowboys and indians, and red rover
And my Dad drinking Duke beer with the neighbors

i have Duke Beer in my veins , my grand pa start buying Duke Beer after they stopped making POC and Black Label was difficult to get in some stores, my father in law was a huge Duke Beer drinker and I loved Duke beer when in High School... The local beer and wine store sold me their last case of Duke beer years and years ago... I share it with my father in law before he past away.. Thank you good times

^^^^^^. Have a Duke. Have a Duke.

For the natural man.

Laley23;1846560 wrote:- Opening game of Jacobs Field. Dad got tickets for the first game ever, I've been hooked ever since (was 8)

- Along those lines, listening to Hammy call Tribe games with my dad, driving home from random athletic events

- Grandma taking my me and my sister to McDonalds (only time we were allowed fast food)

- A little older, but the 2 hours after high school before basketball practice with the team, just fucking around.

- Grill out with the whole family during the spring, summer and fall

- Watching Indiana basketball with my dad. Alan Hendersons broken leg still makes my dad cry. And 2002 we had so much fun in March. Still the greatest 3 weeks of basketball we have watched together.

That's legit. Impossible not to be hooked after that.

Fab4Runner;1846729 wrote:Most of my earliest memories involve my younger brother and sister being born. I was five when my mom had them. There are some from when I was younger than that, but they become consistent around that time.

I like the way you phrased that. I think mine started solidifying around 3 and a half, like I kinda woke up from a daze. Before that, some individual memories, but nothing organized. Interesting how our brains develop from babies to post-toddlers.

like_that;1846883 wrote:That's legit. Impossible not to be hooked after that.

My mom won tickets at work and took my oldest brother. She was a single mom of five kids and when he saw how much money tickets were going for outside the stadium, he told her she could sell them and he wouldn't be upset. She declined.

BB gun wars
Watching my younger brother being pulled out of Tappan Lake in '82, he's in his 30's now alive and well
Shooting hoops in the driveway and in grandpas barn
Exploring the woods with my brothers and Uncle
Little League Baseball
Trying to smoke out a squirrel from a hollowed tree, fire department ended up in the back yard, told dad why the FD was there about 4ish years ago. That happened over 30 years ago.
Getting caught in my GF's bedroom by her mom in the middle of the night as a young teen, her mom went go get her dad, the gravel driveway didn't phase my bare feet as I ran for my life
Toilet papering town every Halloween
Meeting my wife on a blind date at 18

Bio-Hazzzzard;1846891 wrote:BB gun wars
Watching my younger brother being pulled out of Tappan Lake in '82, he's in his 30's now alive and well
Shooting hoops in the driveway and in grandpas barn
Exploring the woods with my brothers and Uncle
Little League Baseball
Trying to smoke out a squirrel from a hollowed tree, fire department ended up in the back yard, told dad why the FD was there about 4ish years ago. That happened over 30 years ago.
Getting caught in my GF's bedroom by her mom in the middle of the night as a young teen, her mom went go get her dad, the gravel driveway didn't phase my bare feet as I ran for my life
Toilet papering town every Halloween
Meeting my wife on a blind date at 18

I grew up 10 minutes from Tappen Lake (BTW - Glad your brother was okay).