Something from your childhood that you miss

Something very specific to my home villiage and gone by the end of the 80s, and utterly meaningless to all other posters, but it should be known that I do miss the annual Clog Trip.

This plaything called a Tumble Tub. It was a large red metal half-sphere with rope handles. Two kids could sit in it and rock it from side to side where you'd almost spill out or one kid would sit in it while the other spun it. And we usually did this on cement (it didn't work as well on grass).

Cuts and bruises? Sure! But it was so much fun.

Not viewing the world through cynical eyes. That and playing wiffle ball.

Old Nick shows.

Boyhood bounty hunting in Montana.

The bulldogs I had as a kid; Nipper and Torie.

I miss not having a mother-in-law. (Believe me, I've tried for many years to be a good and loving daughter-in-law. I really wanted the old "MIL is a witch" stuff to not be true for me.)

Going to grandma's house every Sunday after church. After dessert the adults would play a game, usually Scrabble or Rook, and I'd sit on my mother's lap and "help." And if I ever sat with my feet propped up on something, grandpa would never miss an opportunity to tickle my feet.

Sunday car rides. The whole family piled in and we drove around the area for about an hour.

DQ! What's a Sunday car ride without a Dairy Queen nickel cone? --s6

stormie said:

Sunday car rides. The whole family piled in and we drove around the area for about an hour.

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We would all occasionally pile in the car and go to a Drive-In Movie...Oh, what fun it was!

Joy, laughter, the thrill of discovery, innocence, boundless energy, Pizza Day, real video games, optimism, being able to watch a film without wearing the lens of a jaded and cynical realist to whom the magic of cinema is long dead, buying a new toy or video game being a joyous occasion and not just a feeble attempt to ease the pain, metabolism, guilt-free doughnut binges, being part of a special community by being a Star Wars fan instead of just another one of the sheeple buying into the latest trend...

The list goes on and on, really.

regdog said:

I miss when doughnuts were a special weekend treat. Oh, when my Dad would come in with the Sunday papers and a box of doughnuts on top of them

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Forgot about that! Once in awhile, on a Sunday, that's what my dad did. There was a great little bakery near our house and he'd surprise us with a box of doughnuts. Usually their crumb buns.

I miss my parents being married.

I miss jumping from the rocks onto the beach with my friends (which was just about anyone within a four-year span of my age who happened to be there that day). And comparing scrapes and cuts afterward.

Big wheels and steep hills

Wanting to be a grown-up...

Being content to have three biscuits and then put the packet away.

shyne said:

Big wheels and steep hills

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Ha! I was just thinking about how the Big Wheel wheel would wear down in the same spot and you'd go "clunk...clunk...clunk..." down the road. Not something I miss, but remember really well.

Ah yes. Straw jumps. How Could I forget the straw jumps!

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Dragging a sack of coal, that marched my own body weight, across a frosty field. With the cold biting my face and hands, desperately trying to make it back in time for Dr Who. One of my best and worst memories from childhood in one.

Watching the "Peanuts" cartoon specials on TV. Some of 'em had a holiday theme, some didn't. I can't remember very many details about these brilliant little animated films, except that they were on the CBS network at night and that they always gave me a deeply serene sensation.

Saturday morning cartoons, not worrying about wasting time, Nickelodeon and Sonic the Hedgehog being cool, and Santa Claus. I wish I had gotten into genealogy while my great-grandparents were still alive. However, I can go to bed whenever I want now!

Ebinger's chocolate hard icing cake with a glass of ice cold milk.

The Friday night TV lineup on ABC: "The Brady Bunch", "The Partridge Family", "Room 222", "The Odd Couple", and "Love American Style". I was never a big fan of the Bradys but I loved the Partridges and the Room 222 bunch. Oscar and Felix were OK, too.

I wasn't allowed to watch "Love American Style" because one of our neighbors told my mom that it was "X-Rated".