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Early on my mother decided that car seats were a pain in the ass. The hassle of moving them from car to car, putting the kids in them, just too much. So she would just dump us in the back and she was good to go.  That didn't change, even after getting in a collision that sent my 3 year-old brother from the back seat into the front where he hit the dash so hard he broke the knobs off the stereo. 

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Another one, when I was a kid I fell in love with the Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago the sub, the coal mine, all the cool exhibits. At least 3 times before I turned 13, my Dad who worked in Chicago would take me and just drop me off at the Museum first thing in the morning and then pick me up 8 hours later on his way home. I don't think that would fly today.

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Car seat?  Pffft.  My brother and I just bounced around the back of the station wagon, breathing a combo of engine exhaust and cigarette smoke.  

I came here to say tho, and I've told this story before:  There was a big teenage bully in our neighborhood, much larger than my father.  The bully cut my brother's arm pretty bad with a small hatchet.  My dad stormed down to the playground where the bully was sitting on his bike, arms crossed in defiance.  I thought my dad was going to get killed.  Instead he walked up the bully without saying a word, grabbed the front wheel of the bike, and flung it up in the air, sending the bully flying backwards onto his ass.  Without breaking stride, my dad walked right up, stood over him, grabbed his shirt, pulled his face up to his, and said "if you ever touch my son again I'll kill you."  I think the bully peed his pants, from the look on his face.  We never had problems with him again, though.

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2 minutes ago, jerryskids said:

Car seat?  Pffft.  My brother and I just bounced around the back of the station wagon, breathing a combo of engine exhaust and cigarette smoke.  

I came here to say tho, and I've told this story before:  There was a big teenage bully in our neighborhood, much larger than my father.  The bully cut my brother's arm pretty bad with a small hatchet.  My dad stormed down to the playground where the bully was sitting on his bike, arms crossed in defiance.  I thought my dad was going to get killed.  Instead he walked up the bully without saying a word, grabbed the front wheel of the bike, and flung it up in the air, sending the bully flying backwards onto his ass.  Without breaking stride, my dad walked right up, stood over him, grabbed his shirt, pulled his face up to his, and said "if you ever touch my son again I'll kill you."  I think the bully peed his pants, from the look on his face.  We never had problems with him again, though.

Nice-and yeah, I'm thinking Dad gets a sentence for that one.  :clap:

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The summer after I turned 8, my mom was diagnosed with cancer. My dad was working full time and going to school. He was gone from about 5:00am - 7:00pm every weekday, and for 8-10 hours every weekend day, even Sundays. My mom spent about 8 weeks in the hospital that summer in a different city. For at least half of that, I was home alone all day, reporting in to our neighbor when I left the house. Best summer of my life prior to having a license. Luckily, moms came through it okay.

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2 hours ago, Mike Honcho said:

Early on my mother decided that car seats were a pain in the ass. The hassle of moving them from car to car, putting the kids in them, just too much. So she would just dump us in the back and she was good to go.  That didn't change, even after getting in a collision that sent my 3 year-old brother from the back seat into the front where he hit the dash so hard he broke the knobs off the stereo. 

Pfft. They put you in the back seat??  I rode in the front seat home from the hospital while my mom was smoking a joint and my dad was chugging coors extra gold

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19 hours ago, RaiderHaters Revenge said:

Pfft. They put you in the back seat??  I rode in the front seat home from the hospital while my mom was smoking a joint and my dad was chugging coors extra gold

And look how well you turned out!

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5 minutes ago, RaiderHaters Revenge said:

yep, I turned out to be a great dad, good business man, and all around good guy

 

You forgot modest.

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Not unusual for boys in grade school to carry Boy Scout knifes.  We played in homes under construction and scavanged the sites for boards and nails to use in making tree forts.  We used power equipment unsupervised and without proper eye and ear protection.  We were allowed to leave the house with a .22 and a 20 gauge when only 12 with no supervision, though we had been taught rather strictly and thoroughly as to their use and safety.  We were given beer at the diner table starting around 8, though only a 6 ounce juice glass full.  We were provided firecrackers starting around 3rd grade.  We rode around in the beds of pickups.  My first fishing license was not purchased until I was 30.  In high school we freely told our parents when we were going out drinking.

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Riding in the back of the pickup truck going 55 down gravel roads.

Hooking up an old tractor tire inner tube  to the back of the truck and taking rides in the snow.

Letting me drive in the driveway at 12.

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Dang, almost everything.  I walked by myself about a mile to school in Kindergarten and then also walked home by myself.  About 1979.  Was home just myself and my sisters who were 2 years older all summer from kindergarten onward. 

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This thread reminds me of how grateful I am to have grown up in the 80s/90s and not today. Childhood today is sterile and boring, and the kids are still more focked up than we were. Lots of valuable lessons were learned outside of adult supervision. Lessons kids today might never learn.

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Kids today are over-programmed as every second of every day has something for them to do…. Most don’t have time to use their imagination and enjoy their childhood without technology…

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