There were no cell phones?

Stores were closed on Sundays?

Gas was .75 cents a gallon?

There were no seals on the Cape?

There were no computers?

Got any you would like to add?:kewl:

No Internet forums to hear your stinking whining :hee:

-spence

You had to hunt down that one guy on Sunday who get on the Navy base and buy beer!

When you never had to send a warranty in cause nothing ever broke.

When you never pumped your own gas? And the guy who did it for you cleaned your windshield? You couldn't put 40$ of regular in a car? And when you bought a tank of gas you got a premium, glasses, toys or something. For 39.9reg. and 43.9 hightest.

When you put a piece of cardboard in the bottom of your shoes to cover the hole in the soles to get a couploa more years wear outa them. :grins:

No area or zip code #'s. :doh:

Wonder bread was for the poor and Peppridge Farm was for the rich. :hihi:

Ya borrowed your friends sport jacket for the yearbook picture. :)

no answering machines or caller id
when did credit cards come into the scene?
when phone #'s started with letters like Plaza or Linden I remember my # as a kid LI-5-3728.
when they used hand held wet leather as a drag on reels
Smelt fishing off the barges @ the Boston Sand & Gravel plant in Scituate,Ma with a 4 way spread W/ shrimp , and a bamboo pole and you could fill the bucket in 30 min.
coffee 10 cents
when you could hitch hike ,I hitch hiked everywhere,
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Wonder bread was for the poor and Peppridge Farm was for the rich. :hihi[/QUOTE]

MY wife loved this she's from the projects in Waterbury,ct and very poor
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when did credit cards come into the scene?

ML, i believe they started to be available to Joe Public around 1960.

Ya Wonderbread, wouldn't be alive without it. :doh: :D

FIX A FLAT
Triple AAA
parachutes when you jumped out of a plane you fell to your DEATH thank's to the inventor of these your safe now hopefully? what about the life raft was there a random piece of wood around you could float on
oh yea SUNSCREEN who had that my mum used baby oil on me had blisters so bad my T shirts had to be cut up the middle so I could put them on

doctor house calls

Sunday was a day of rest , church , family, ect....
Now it's another work day for lots.

Also,
The Radiers kicked ass every week and the Pats were a joke !:crying:

How the tables have turned....huh Ronnie? You must really long for the "good old days"!:laugha:

Geeze my phone # as a kid was 126-R. There was no dial, you picked it up and an operator was there, you told her the number.

Dam you guys are OLD!!!!:rotf3:

Remember when "party lines" were free, now you have to pay for them.

The USS Longstreet was still in CCB..
Gas was 32 cents a gallon..
No cell phones.
No puters
Beer was $1.99 a six pack
You could hitch hike everywhere..Right swimmer

Remember when you used to have to......

Get up to change the channel on the TV?

Had just a black and white TV?

Had no TV.....just radio???

When there was only channel 2,4,5,6,7,25,38 and 56?:laugha:

Fishchick says "Remember Rabbit Ears"????

.15 cents for a burger;

metal /strap on roller skates;;

[[OUTS]]

Fish On friday //Beans & H/D,s saturday

no school for a week in a descent snow storm ;;

girls that didn,t f $%^&*

Mouseketeers [sp]

F #$%^&*( nuns ]

kick the can

hide & go seek

spin the bottle

the milk truck /with real ice

Saturday morning cartoons ;;

the rag man

the knife sharpenter [sp]

no adding machines

the coal getting loaded into the cellar ;;

the ash cans

all the drive ins

street lights

bean blowers ;;

PF flyers

row boats

ballonfish ;;

??????????

Remember when the world sat on the end of M.A.D.?

When people in the Oasis of the Iron Curtain, would try to run the gauntlet of a wall that came down not two decades ago

Mouseketeers [sp]



LOL, how about Home Town Frolics and Farmer Gray cartoons.

Flash Gordon,
Hopalong Cassidy,
Lone Ranger and Tonto,( keemasabie-whatever that meant)
Gene Autrey,
Roy Rogers and Dale Evans,
The Fat Man,
The Shadow
Buffalo Bob


But i really miss Gypsie Boots on the Steve Allen show,

and the women's underware section of the Montgomery Ward and Sears Robuck catalouges.:hihi:

Sky King
Clarabell the clown
Howdy Doody
1cent candy
2cent milk at school, hot lunch 25cent
Bozo the clown
Sea Hunt
10cent burgers
A&W drive in
A&W root beer in a gallon glass jug (still got my mugs)
Lionel trains
Red Skelton- Rich mean little kid, Clem Cadiddlehopper(sp), Gertrude & Heathcliff, hobo (?) Sheriff Dead Eye, "May God Bless" sign off

when phone #'s started with letters like Plaza or Linden I remember my # as a kid LI-5-3728.
Smelt fishing off the barges @ the Boston Sand & Gravel plant in Scituate,Ma with a 4 way spread W/ shrimp , and a bamboo pole and you could fill the bucket in 30 min.


Blast from the past. And dont forget Dr. Bailey being the first responder to every car accident in town in her big Plymouth.

Linden - 5- 3298.

grandfather clock
mr greenjeans

when you actually had enough friends close by that you could get a baseball, hockey or football game going at a moments notice

only strange people wore helmets on a bike

a space launch it was such a big thing they would have an assembly to watch it in school

My parents bought me a pair of PF Flyers and other kids thought I was cool.
If your shoelace broke you tied a knot where it broke and kept doing it until there wasn't enough lace to tie a bow.
My schoool lunch was always brown bagged and was either PB&J, Deviled Chicken, Deviled Ham, Deviled Roastbeef, Spam or on rare occasions tunafish. I never bought until high school.
If you got a flat on your no speed bike you fixed it yourself with super glue and a piece of another innertube, instead of your parents putting the bike out with the trash and buying a new one.
Saturday morning you had chores to do before you could leave the yard. Your work was inspected and you didn't get allowance for doing it.
Laugh-In was considered a "racy" show.
You came home after school, did your homework and watched "The Big Movie" until dinner time.

getting an ORV sticker numbered under 1000 in JULY....being the only one on the beach......when the rangers actually patrolled the beach at night to make sure everyone was fishing.....catching flounder from the beach ALL DAY LONG.......

you had to go to the library to look things up......no internet

Old Milwaukee was .39cents a quart
Pot was only $40.00 a ounce
20 Crossroads only cost $3.00 bucks
Girls had real breasts
The Tuna salad plate at the Miss Worcster diner was 2.50 and came with real french fries and real tapioca pudding with reall whipped cream and an ice cold coke.
If you "slept" with a girl with a notorious reputation you could get it "cleared" up with a shot or a comb.
Rent on your first apartment was $75.00 dollars a month with utilities.
You could go to the corner Mom & Pop store and for a quarter get a 16 oz. coke and a package of twinkies and get a penny back.
When you got pulled over and the Statie hauled you all out of the car and determined who was capable of driving and if no one was he took the keys and brought back at the end of his shift while you were still passed out cold.
A beach sticker for Race and Nauset was 40 bucks and there were actually fish there and no one gave a rats ass about Piping Plovers or seals.
When everyone was used to seeing people dressed in waders in stores and restaurants on the lower Cape during the fishing season.
Man those were the days .........sigh.

Four fingers worth for just 10 bucks.

Rex Trailer,
crew cut with the waxed front,
getting the milk from the old guy in a horse drawn wagon.
jolly cholleys
burger chef and jeff
staying up late to watch star trek, think it was on at 9pm on sundays
seem to remember there was a bottle bill back in the 60's in mass.
Ed sullivan show
beatles

Like my brother said, "you could hitchhike all over and not worry about some pervert picking you up".

There were clams in front of the old cottage in Eastham. Somebody named Mike dug them all up.

There was no CCNS and all you needed for a parking space at Coast Guard Beach was to get there early.

When Cranberry Cove was the business located at the Orleans rotary, not whats there now.

When Frank Sargeant owned the best tackle shop on Cape Cod, and he had yet to be elected govenor.

When the Eastham Superette was for sale for $98,000.00 when I was a kid and someone I knew was thinking of buying it, but felt it was too much money.

When the Marconi station was just that, what was left of the actual Marconi station. When you could actually see the cement slabs the support towers were on and what was left of the heavy cable. And the two-story barracks that were there that were used by CCC kids from New York city in the summer.

When you could drive out to the ocean turning right on the dirt road at the Marconi station and along the dunes ridge until you got to the end. Then you would run down the dunes with your surfboard to the waters' edge. Then like a stupid jerk you had to walk back up those friekin dunes after exhausting yourself surfing. But heh, its all good when your sixteen.

When the Whiting family still had the "to go" food stand at Nauset Beach, in Eastham, at the end of Cable Road. And someone named Martha lived just down the street.:bl:

When you could drive low water coming in off of North Beach going 50 or 60 m.p.h. and no one was there to stop you.

When the "Guns of Navarone" was a first run movie at the Wellfleet drive-in. And I snuck in the drive-in by squeezing in the luggage well in the back of my fathers 65 Chevy belair wagon, that my sister was driving, with someone named Tara in the well with me. I stayed there for a while after the movie started.:bl:

When well-to-do people driving Lincoln Continentals with suicide doors would pick up a kid carrying a surfboard hitching to Coast Guard beach just so they could meet some kid they thought was a beach bum. They were being cool. Ah, simpler times.

When you were in good enough shape as a kid to jog from route 6 in Eastham home, 1.6 miles away in 12/14 minutes, at midnight, after getting out of work from washing dishes at the Grist Mill Restaurant, and not breaking a sweat hardly. If I was lucky the old chief of police, Winnie Knowles, would be leaving the police station and give me a lift part of the way. Oh yah, the cruiser at the time was a 1951 green chevy with a bubble gum light on top.

When the last day of school was the beginning of summer and it was truly a special day.

When the vehicle of choice for staid Cape Codders was known as the Cape Cod Cadillac, actually it was the wood paneled side Jeep Grand Wagoneer.

Major Mudd
Bozo the clown
Boomtown w/Rex Trailer
(I was on all three shows as a kid)

MAKING your own Hires Root Beer in our kitchen sink, and being the most popular family on the block in the summer when it was ready to drink.

TV had UHF and VHF, and stations didn't broadcast all day and night.

ARBY's Roast beef
MAKING your own pizzas (with 9 kids to feed) on Friday nights.
Running to the "packy" for dad, with the hopes of "keeping the change". (They knew who you were, and what your dad drank.)
Drugs were what you got WHEN you were sick, not to make you sick.
You didn't describe your friends by the color of their skin, religion or nationality, but just as "your friends".

I used to sew my sneakers together with monofilament to get another month of use (to save mom having to buy me new ones).

Getting "hand-me-downs" and thinking they were gifts.

Like my brother said, "you could hitchhike all over and not worry about some pervert picking you up".

There were clams in front of the old cottage in Eastham. Somebody named Mike dug them all up.

There was no CCNS and all you needed for a parking space at Coast Guard Beach was to get there early.

When Cranberry Cove was the business located at the Orleans rotary, not whats there now.

When Frank Sargeant owned the best tackle shop on Cape Cod, and he had yet to be elected govenor.

When the Eastham Superette was for sale for $98,000.00 when I was a kid and someone I knew was thinking of buying it, but felt it was too much money.

When the Marconi station was just that, what was left of the actual Marconi station. When you could actually see the cement slabs the support towers were on and what was left of the heavy cable. And the two-story barracks that were there that were used by CCC kids from New York city in the summer.

When you could drive out to the ocean turning right on the dirt road at the Marconi station and along the dunes ridge until you got to the end. Then you would run down the dunes with your surfboard to the waters' edge. Then like a stupid jerk you had to walk back up those friekin dunes after exhausting yourself surfing. But heh, its all good when your sixteen.

When the Whiting family still had the "to go" food stand at Nauset Beach, in Eastham, at the end of Cable Road. And someone named Martha lived just down the street.:bl:

When you could drive low water coming in off of North Beach going 50 or 60 m.p.h. and no one was there to stop you.

When the "Guns of Navarone" was a first run movie at the Wellfleet drive-in. And I snuck in the drive-in by squeezing in the luggage well in the back of my fathers 65 Chevy belair wagon, that my sister was driving, with someone named Tara in the well with me. I stayed there for a while after the movie started.:bl:

When well-to-do people driving Lincoln Continentals with suicide doors would pick up a kid carrying a surfboard hitching to Coast Guard beach just so they could meet some kid they thought was a beach bum. They were being cool. Ah, simpler times.

When you were in good enough shape as a kid to jog from route 6 in Eastham home, 1.6 miles away in 12/14 minutes, at midnight, after getting out of work from washing dishes at the Grist Mill Restaurant, and not breaking a sweat hardly. If I was lucky the old chief of police, Winnie Knowles, would be leaving the police station and give me a lift part of the way. Oh yah, the cruiser at the time was a 1951 green chevy with a bubble gum light on top.

When the last day of school was the beginning of summer and it was truly a special day.

You might want to consider writing a book. Even the memories of those things are disappearing fast.

Stripsnpr, at 56 years of age I have yet to separate myself from these memories sufficiently enough that things I do every day now are effected by happenings/life experiences then.

To be a teenager during the 1960's on the Cape was a special experience.

Swimmer.. even tho your 5-6 years my senior.. we musta crossed paths.. or, we went to different schools together ;)
Great Stuff.. ya got my memory bank churning for certain. :uhuh:

Remember when health insurance was affordable...

What about Billy Beer?

ok how about when Men were Men and Women were Women and we were glad they were !:hihi:

ok how about when Men were Men and Women were Women and we were glad they were !:hihi:

not in p-town

How about when the punks really got their ears pinned back. :tooth:

not in p-town

:rotflmao::rotflmao::rotflmao:

Gas $.29.9. Get $1.00 worht of gas and $2.00 worth of oil please and don't even think of calling me on Monday night's at 8pm. Laugh-In was on.

Remember the jingles on the Cape radio stations? Cliquo Club Soda and Thompson's Clam Bar. One of the Thompson's is now Montano's in North Truro, Where's the other? KarlF, Capesams? Hmmmmmm??

Remember when "Race Run" was the tackle shop in P-town? You could drive from Long Point to Hatches Harbor. Hunt pheasant at the dike at the P-town airport. Pick cranberries there, too. Hell, dig clams there as well! That was when the CCNS was still sizing us up. We could drive ALL the dune trails and sometimes had to when the weather was extra sour. ALL year long. The train, now a bike trail or worse ( summersquidvillas) would come to North Truro and all of us kids would run out and wave to the conductor. The Station was right next to where my Grandfather Francis worked as an engineer for the Cold Storeage. I'd go with him before suppertime and "help" pick out a coupla Haddock or whiting and he'd teach me how to clean fish. We'd watch the trapboats come over from P-town and empty the weirs that stood in front of the Cold Storage. There was a Bayberry candle factory across the drive from the Cold Storage. The fellow who owned it also owned the house that I bought in NT. At the bottom of the hill Jerry Farnsworth painted and held classes. My Mother was a model for him as a child, he still taught when I came along. Before Farnsworth, Joe Duarte's( the parking lot in the center of P-town was once 3 car dealerships, it's where I started fixing cars) father stored ice there cut from the pond where the building sits. It's a gallery now. Tiny Worthington owned and operated Fishnet Industries, A high fashion deal in the early 50's -60's. Again Mon modeled for her business, too. The add used to run at the Wellfleet Drive In with Mom all wrapped up in fishnet looking cool.
Sorry for the rant, old guys have a lot to remember when they do.:think: I can't tell you how much I miss all that..

Fred....remember when we used to fish during Sox playoff games and slam fish while they got routed??? Its almost that time again!:jump:

BIG FISH YOU STRAT GREAT THREADS!!!
ML

Come to Thompsons Clam Bar, 'Cause thats where the tastiest clams are...
playin in my head.. thanks Fred...
Fond memories of Frank Thompson.. giant fat man, who taught me how to swear properly.. what a salty vocab on that man.. he would come to my dads gourmet and cheese shop.. i worked there from 12 years old on up... Frank would drop serious dough on imported cheeses... "Moe.. gimme a taste of the %$%$%$%$in brie.... yummm, thats some good %$%$%$%$, taste like it come from high outta the %$%$%$%$in cows udder.. i'l take two %$%$%$%$in wheels of it".. and so on :hihi:

i remember elanor hazen checkin the trunks of the cars at old man Jentsens drive in.. and i think i remember the fishnet ad with yer mom!.. i rembember the ads for Browns store as well...

Three easy questions.. guys name in pic
fishes name in pic...
who owned the shop/took the pic?

Fred....remember when we used to fish during Sox playoff games and slam fish while they got routed??? Its almost that time again!:jump:

yeah.. 1978 all over again... Red Sox wise... not fishing wise, unfortunately :(

Stetzko is the fisherman? Fishes name was Jedidiah?:laugha: Shop owned by....?

How many did I get right?:rolleyes:

ya got me started Fred... "CCNS was still sizing us up"...yep

come and go as ya pleased, no sticker, no worries, bring your guns, hunt.. clam fish, pick cranberries, rose hips, beach plums... was that one of the elder Tasha's that got arrested for trying to pick beach plums a few years back?... imagine a ranger pullin a gun on an eighty year old woman who was trying to do something she had done her whole life... :doh:

all the towns shoulda known better... we can all identify with the native americans now... they had every treaty broken by white father from washington too... shoulda learned from them... Fed Govt. speaketh with forked tounge....

Stetzko is the fisherman? Fishes name was Jedidiah?:laugha: Shop owned by....?

How many did I get right?:rolleyes:

yer one for three.. :D

Hi Karl...how are you!:wave:

Remember when the Sox were 14 1/2 games up on the Yankees this year....:rocketem:

Remember the Square dances held at the Eastham Windmill...

And the record hops at the town hall across the street

Fred....remember when we used to fish during Sox playoff games and slam fish while they got routed??? Its almost that time again!:jump:

I remember you shaming me off my couch so's I could catch my personal best..so far. I still bless you for that..Eff Pedro lets go fishing...OK.....
Karl,My wife's friend sang the Thompson song for us this Summer. She recorded it, I'll see if I can send it along, maybe you can finish the lyrics....I still can't remember where the other Clambar was..

Bertha...is the fishes name isn't it Karl?

Karl, I sat in the bar of thr P-town a few years ago in the company of
some of the Tashas. Good folk. We drank and commiserated the downfall of the outer cape whilst the 'Sox played on the tube above the bar. Things ain't the same, and will never be again. Kills me. Makes me want to fight , but my wife doesn't think that a real good idea. It's kinda worth it but then again, I know that I'd only lose it all. Which was gonna happen anyway, really, ya know...

Karl,My wife's friend sang the Thompson song for us this Summer. She recorded it, I'll see if I can send it along, maybe you can finish the lyrics....I still can't remember where the other Clambar was..

Wynchmere Harbor over in Hairwich.. was the original.. Frank.. and three of his brothers, if i remember right.. owned it.. all gone now.. big fancy condo type resort now.

Bertha...is the fishes name isn't it Karl?
you got it Matt.. two down and one more ez one left :D

Three easy questions.. guys name in pic
fishes name in pic...
who owned the shop/took the pic?

Ezzze for you difficult for meeeee. :)

T.Stetzko, Big Bertha, Nelsons?

jpi :) name of shop is in the top of the pic.. sadly it is no more..

FRED!!
http://www.bumpermorgan.com/2005/06/bump-thompsons-clam-bar-jingle.html

scroll down a bit, click on the headphone thingy and ya can hear the original jingle!

Bass Run, what is the question Karnack. :D

Where was it located?

Bass Run, what is the question Karnack. :D

Where was it located?

I know where it was located.. extra credit if ya get that one jpi :)
Who owned the shop/took the picture/weighed the fish?

Hurry up before Flap comes in here and tells ya!

Karnack :hihi:... remember the tonight show, when it was funny?

Tony S
Bertha
Mac Reed?

2 outta three ain't bad Slip..

wow.. i figgered somebody woulda got this one by now...

If this is right its only because I "cheated" and did a little research....not because I already knew it...

Mike DiSimone?

sorry Jenn.. dig a little deeper.. :D were'nt Mikey...

A Hint (a freakin give-a-way hint)... think of the angler on the cape, who has longevity, and consistency on his side... still.

I "cheated" and did a little research....not because I already knew it...

Mike DiSimone?


Jenn, :btu:, honesty is the best policy. :hihi:

Ya gotta have alot of good self worth to admit that. :musc:

Some of my rememberances are vague snapshots in my mind now.
Remember when:
Marathon in West Dennis was a HoJo's?
The Jolly Captain's arm moved?
There was a guy named Sam Gale who for years took out fishing parties from the Ferry Street dock on Bass River?
Tastee Tower in Dennisport used to have singers walking around?
Riverview B&T also rented dories with small Johnson outboards?
How many cottages on Shore Rd in N. Truro were named after flowers?
There was horse race track around Wychmere Harbor? (I'd be very be surprised if anyone does)

spot burning was hip on s-b not its frowned upon.

Tony Chirrapo

Tony Chirrapo
finally! :hihi:

:D.. the one and only... Mikey owned it for a while, but TC started it.

I guess i figgered everybody knew :huh:... if you read the story of pink on Tattos website... you'll learn even more about Bass Run

Jenn, :btu:, honesty is the best policy. :hihi:

Ya gotta have alot of good self worth to admit that. :musc:


:hidin:.....or I know I cant lie to save my life!!!!!

finally! :hihi:



I guess i figgered everybody knew :huh:...

Ya, and after all the the good Cape history lessons
ya taught me, i failed the test. :smash:

remember when people had brains....http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0RVp8Q6H9e0&NR=1

P-Town had a town crier and he was straight.:rotflmao:

when you could have a 12'' trout on your solid fiberglass rod for a full hour and never know it!:bo:

When Rocky Point was a place well worth going to?

The Feast in Portsmouth at the PPACC was THE place to see your friends during the summer.

You could fish almost anywhere on Aquidneck Island and nobody bothered you or had your car towed.

Paragon Park? Lincoln Park??:(

This is for Flap:
Corey's pizza/hot dogs on Lake Ave & Belmont street
Opening day trout fishing down the north end of the lake. Game Warden Bill Ericson peeking aroung the corner of the log cabin making sure everyone had thier licences
netting smelt in coal mine brook. catching smelt at night on the ice with coleman lanterns.
hanging over the wrought iron fence at the quinapoxet river trying to get the lakers to hit anything we threw at them....
ice fishing for pike right behind #^&#^&#^&#^&s Tackle on Lake Ave..
Shad fishing with Dave L.....that was always an adventure!
Billy

cliff jumping in the quincy quarrys behind Mr.Tux.GRANITE RAIL,BADGERS,and in the middle was SWINDLES[usually some one rock climbing every couple of years died in this one].Buying KEDS sneakers in the Bargain Center in Quincy Sq. for $3.00.Gasoline was .18 a gallon in east boston.Trout fishing where the South Shore Plaza is now.

the Pats and Red Sox could only hope to be spoilers at best. AMEN those days are gone

GO RED SOX

GO PATS

you had to turn down Smith neck rd to head down nauset[north]beach.the telegraph poles and wires. the station on pochet hill. Howard Rose landing his plane on the beach when he bought old harbor station.the Eldea coming ashore.Old Harbor station being moved by barge to ptown.going to the beach before stickers.People fishing had hand lines or conventional reels and ashaway line.mayo,s duck farm and the red fox fan club outside the fence.Everybody waved to everybody because you never knew when you would need a hand.4wheel drive was new.BOY AMI OLD.

you had to turn down Smith neck rd to head down nauset[north]beach.the telegraph poles and wires. the station on pochet hill. Howard Rose landing his plane on the beach when he bought old harbor station.the Eldea coming ashore.Old Harbor station being moved by barge to ptown.going to the beach before stickers.People fishing had hand lines or conventional reels and ashaway line.mayo,s duck farm and the red fox fan club outside the fence.Everybody waved to everybody because you never knew when you would need a hand.4wheel drive was new.BOY AMI OLD.

wow.. now it says "No Beach Access"
Ardath and little Joe feeding the Eldia crew.. Glenn Svenningsen building and driving the "raft" that moved the station.. people leaving their buggys in the field, and the barns near the duck farm, and then after that...over behind Bill Sunocos house on Rt. 39.. not only no stickers, but no liscence plates on a lot of the buggys.. the chicken and turkey pies at the duck farm... duck eggs.. people Smiling and Waving, even if they didn;t know you.. everybody helping everybody else... lot of us say that 4 wheel drive ruined the beach... Charlie Darling and Robley Fulchers camp.. the "Duck Inn".. just below the station on Pochet hill.. their outhouse with the two views.. Ocean, and Bay...

Old Goat..If I don;t know you, we musta waved at each other :wave: at some point. Thanks for the memories...

gramp's cushman motor scooter w/sidecar
kero lamps/stove
sittin around old round wood tables in the camps at monomoy
train coming into chatham
oyster river had living thing's in it.
bb's .10 cents a pack
atom 40's at websters sporting 1.95..new
fireworks at the ball field
driving around and down harding beach-morris island-eastham to pt. almost.
finding arrow heads
wicked walter and good walter
when men were men and gal's were...ummm. real.
boston baked beens simmerin on the wood stove for a week
shooting out the back door
dirt ball fights
harwich freezer full of large cows[bass] and making block ice
freshwater ponds had lrg. fish
black snakes

BASS WERE "MEASURED IN POUNDS" NOT INCHES!!!:hs:

BASS WERE "MEASURED IN POUNDS" NOT INCHES!!!:hs:

yep.. i still get excited and think pounds when somebody says to me, "I got a 36 last night!"... and then find out they meant inches... it is an "age" thing, from what i see

How could we forget the mayor--BUB SEARS--and his vw bug beach car

How could we forget the mayor--BUB SEARS--and his vw bug beach car

lived on 39 across from Sweetsters auto body.. so.. Old Goat :D.. what did Bub love more.. clammin', or beer drinkin'? :D... "Hey Joe".. (I think he called everybody Joe)... i will say this.. he knew every steamer out there on a first name basis! And bad back or not, could fill a basket faster than anybody i ever saw!
He was some good tinkering with them vdubs too...

karl f If Bub was alive he would be the first one down the beach to check on his and Baldies camp I remember when he was about 80 standing down in front of his camp arguing where we were going to have a can of beans for supper. We argued from about 5 till 10 pm before we ever eat the dam beans. He was always at a clambake and could open steams for firing like nobodies business.What was the name of that clubsomeone started?? The Buda club Joe???Or was it the Bub Buda club joe??? Some stupid thing to get him cranked up.Well i have to give my brain a rest.

On Sunday if it wasn't blacked out I'd watch the Boston Patriots ...

The World Series was so big the schools would let you listen to the game
in class on the radio during the afternoon.

That was BLF. (before lighted fields) :)

Remember when you could watch family shows, including sporting events like the world series,, without having commerials about erections. :(

Baby carriages had those big wheel, and canopy's
Four quarts of milk for a buck
Beer cans needed an opener
Sneakers didn't have to cost an arm and a leg
Captain Kangaroo, was a BLAST!
Maverick jeans were cool
and no prewashed, stone wash
There were butcher shops
soda fountains, in the corner drug store
bakeries in the neightborhood, (NYC)
The subway was .15
The Mac buses, with no a/c
42nd street was the pits:scream:
and when I started smokin' back in '74
a pack of butts was .49 .:smokin:

you could take a dump without having to have a metamucil cocktail once a day.

Remember when you could watch family shows, including sporting events like the world series,, without having commerials about erections. :(



goose I totally agree! I still dont know how they get away with it. Oh and I love the "have a happy period" ones too.....:eek:

Remember when a lady was present nobody would say a curse word .. ya know ,, " the bitches"

[QUOTE=Squid kids Dad;523528]The USS Longstreet was still in CCB..

It's still there, just 3 feet under. My brother ran into it, looking for it this past summer. Put a nice gash in the gel coat. :jump:
Don't go looking for the "target ship", it's a "restricted area":devil2:
He did tell me he caught a couple in the Race Point rip that day on T&W.

I remember catching buckets of flounder off of PPB and Onset in March and April. I don't think you'ld do that these days.:hidin:

S-B.com was the "friendly" site?

:hihi:...

I had less than 10,000 posts???:tm::hihi::cputin::rotflmao:

all you had to worry about was what time my favorite Martian was on the black and white TV.

when you won something it was free .