*raises paw*Okay, how many of you old timers remember when we HAD to cover our school text books with brown paper grocery bags.
Okay, how many of you old timers remember when we HAD to cover our school text books with brown paper grocery bags.
We found a candy store in Chester, NJ, that has just about any candy you can remember from way back. My husband bought root beer and another flavor of Fizzies. The packaging was the same as we remembered it. He said neither tasted that great. I guess as kids, things tasted so much different!fizzies
Things kind of like alka seltzer. You dropped them in a glass of water and had instant cola or root beer or lemon-lime or cherry. I'm sure there were other flavors too.
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We found a candy store in Chester, NJ, that has just about any candy you can remember from way back. My husband bought root beer and another flavor of Fizzies. The packaging was the same as we remembered it. He said neither tasted that great. I guess as kids, things tasted so much different!
Those particular nuns were equal opportunity sadists. I kept out of their way as much as possible and didn't have as bad an experience. The ironic thing is, I went back to that school after college to teach second grade. I was determined to make learning fun. There were still a few nuns who bashed a kid or two into the blackboard at random, but finally in the late '70s, that stopped.wow that was one hard-ass catholic school. I went to one too, but our nuns just humiliated the boys.
Sat Nam! (literally "Truth Name"--a Sikh greeting)
Raises hand. Except that our school sold fancy covers to the richer kids. (Mine was the brown paper bag variety.)
wow that was one hard-ass catholic school. I went to one too, but our nuns just humiliated the boys.
I miss the smell of a new bookbag in September (they weren't like backpacks today).
If lucky, the mice work their mouse organ (we will mend it, we will fix it)
Vito, I have soooo many good memories of the drive-in and how my older sisters would try to smuggle our dog Duke in under a blanket.
We still have a few drive-ins here in Southern California. We go every summer at least once, eat egg salad sandwiches, Fritos, and chocolate chip cookies from home.
I miss jelly donuts from the Helm's Bakery truck. (Does anyone remember those?)
And my dad and brother. I miss when seven of us lived in our crazy little house. So noisy and chaotic.
My mother would make about three or four batches of popcorn and dump it into a paper grocery bag, then make a batch of Wyler's lemonade in a Coleman jug. And that was it. No pizza, no hamburgers, no Southern BBQ, no candy, no ice cream, no NOTHING from the snack bar.Vito, I have soooo many good memories of the drive-in and how my older sisters would try to smuggle our dog Duke in under a blanket.
We still have a few drive-ins here in Southern California. We go every summer at least once, eat egg salad sandwiches, Fritos, and chocolate chip cookies from home.