Name Something You Grew Up With That Is Gone & Not Coming Back

[sva01]

Floppy discs

[Averageman]

We lived in a totally different world.
Several of my Teachers were WWII veterans, one of my favorite Teachers and the coach of our rifle club (Yes we shot guns at school) was a 17 year old Marine on Iwo Jima.
Cars didn't have seat belts, you could drive and drink a beer at the same time and it was perfectly legal as long as you weren't drunk.
You would see homes with Service Flags proudly displayed in their front windows.
Women wore dresses a lot, they dressed a lot classier. Nobody's Mom would go to the grocery store in their jammies with messed up hair.
Highly dangerous fun. Riding my bike 15 miles round trip to go swimming. Jarts, bows and arrows, fishing by myself at age ten. BB gun wars. jumping up and down in the back seat while my Mom drove a 52 Ford Coupe like the Devil was behind her.

Things I really miss,
The smell of a cap gun after about three rolls of caps had been fired.
Popcorn out of a brown paper bag at the drive in. My brother and I would share a bottle of Coke and he always left floaters.
Climbing our Apple Tree and sitting on the thinnest branch that would hold me and eating green apples.
Opening a can beer for my Dad with a bottle opener. Pointy side down, hold the can tight and lever it up.
The smell of tar on the road on a hot day.

[murphy j]

You know, if we think about some of the things we and our parents did it is a wonder we made it to adulthood. But we did, and I think we are better for it.

This. Absolutely. My Dad is a Depression era Oklahoma farm boy and was quite demanding. His discipline has stood me well in most ways throughout my life, especially my military career.

[lowprone]

My Country !

[SteyrAUG]

We lived in a totally different world.
Several of my Teachers were WWII veterans, one of my favorite Teachers and the coach of our rifle club (Yes we shot guns at school) was a 17 year old Marine on Iwo Jima.
Cars didn't have seat belts, you could drive and drink a beer at the same time and it was perfectly legal as long as you weren't drunk.
You would see homes with Service Flags proudly displayed in their front windows.
Women wore dresses a lot, they dressed a lot classier. Nobody's Mom would go to the grocery store in their jammies with messed up hair.
Highly dangerous fun. Riding my bike 15 miles round trip to go swimming. Jarts, bows and arrows, fishing by myself at age ten. BB gun wars. jumping up and down in the back seat while my Mom drove a 52 Ford Coupe like the Devil was behind her.

Things I really miss,
The smell of a cap gun after about three rolls of caps had been fired.
Popcorn out of a brown paper bag at the drive in. My brother and I would share a bottle of Coke and he always left floaters.
Climbing our Apple Tree and sitting on the thinnest branch that would hold me and eating green apples.
Opening a can beer for my Dad with a bottle opener. Pointy side down, hold the can tight and lever it up.
The smell of tar on the road on a hot day.

You touched one, 1970s/80s era movie theater BUTTERED popcorn before they tried to make it healthy. There has never been a microwave popcorn that has ever come close to whatever artery clogging goodness they fed us back in the day.

And yeah, cap guns. Remember when you figured out you could smack a whole roll with a hammer? There were also these awesome cap bombs where you put caps in them, threw them in the air and when they landed they detonated a cap. We used to pack about a third of a roll of caps into them for better effect on target.

[mark5pt56]

Funny! I remember we used to build model battleships, pack them with paper and firecrackers, light them and shove them into the pond. Every so often we would also shoot at them with .22's. Of course this was after a sat afternoon of war movies.

[1_click_off]

They are still around, but not going to be the top of any kid’s Christmas list this year....,

AFX slot cars, or for the kids like me with little coin, Tyco slot cars.

[Adrenaline_6]

You know, if we think about some of the things we and our parents did it is a wonder we made it to adulthood. But we did, and I think we are better for it.

I think it made us better, more capable people.

My grandfather had 40 acres in Kauai. At the time, I was 9, brother 6, and cousin 5. We would turn over his 10' Sears Roebuck boat, drag it into the river. Carry a 7.5HP outboard from a storage area and a 5 gallon gas can with a hose and qd fitting on it a 1/10 of mile to the boat. Clamp the outboard on the back, attach the gas can, prime it (all taught to me by my grandfather of course), put on the choke. It took me standing on the rear seat of the boat with one leg on the outboard motor so I could get enough leverage to start the thing, but it would get started, no problem.

We would take it down the river, park it at the river mouth (before it went into the ocean), swim, get back in, go up the river, swim. Totally unsupervised. You will never see that nowadays.

One time, I must not have clamped the outboard tight enough. Being a daredevil type, I would head for the bank at top speed and cut it at the last minute, just missing the bank doing a 180 and then hit my own wake, which would jump the boat a bunch of times. Fun stuff for a 9, 6, and 5 year old....until the outboard motor flew off the back...lol. Lucky the gas hose was still attached that I could grab onto. It took all 3 of us to get it back in.

We rowed it back, I cleaned up the outboard as best I could wiping it down with motor oil (water was brackish so my grandfather taught me that too). Called my grandfather over and played dumb on why it wouldn't start. He checked it out, finally pulled the spark plug and wondered why the plug was wet. Dried it off, got it started and off we went again. I didn't tell him about it until I was in my 30's....lmao.

Good times.

[1_click_off]

We rowed it back, I cleaned up the outboard as best I could wiping it down with motor oil (water was brackish so my grandfather taught me that too).

Off topic, but man CRC marine silicone spray is awesome for this now days!

[SomeOtherGuy]

Living in a constitutional republic. (I was born after 1859, so it's debatable if this is true.)

Relative peace and sanity from the lack of internet-connected computers EVERYWHERE.

Being out of telephone contact for hours or days without even thinking about it.

So much as lip service to the idea that people of different colors are equal and should be treated equally.