Do You Remember When?

[chap]

DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN ...?

All the girls had ugly gym uniforms?


It took five minutes for the TV warm up?


Nearly everyone's Mom was at home when the kids got home from school?


Nobody owned a purebred dog?


When a quarter was a decent allowance?


You'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny?


Your Mom wore nylons that came in two pieces?



All your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done every day and wore high heels?



You got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped, without asking, all for free, every time?

And you didn't pay for air? And, you got trading stamps to boot?



Laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels hidden inside the box?



It was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents?



They threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed. . . and they did?



When a 57 Chevy was everyone's dream car...to cruise,

peel out, lay rubber or watch submarine races, and people went steady?



No one ever asked where the car keys were

because they were always in the car,

in the ignition, and the doors were never locked?



Lying on your back in the grass with your friends

and saying things like, "That cloud looks like a "

and playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game?


Stuff from the store came without safety caps and hermetic seals because no one had yet tried to poison a perfect stranger?


And with all our progress, don't you just wish, just once, you could slip back in time and savor the slower pace,and share it with the children of today?



When being sent to the principal's office was nothing

compared to the fate that awaited the student at home?



Basically we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! But we survived because their love was greater than the threat.

[Al.]

Those were certainly the "good old days."

[chap]

Those were certainly the "goood old days."
You Know It Al!

[Smitty]

I'll throw a few more in, just off the top of my memory...

Riding a bicycle without a helmet. From Massillon to Belden Village & back.

Playing ball in the street. Mr Miller's car was 1st base, the man-hole-cover was 2nd base, The Richardson's front porch step was 3rd.

Buying Swisher Sweets for my dad... at age 12 !!!

Jumping into a big frikkin' pile of leafs in the back yard. Then burning them.

Skinny-dipping in Newman Creek.

[caseybaby]

skinny dipping in newman creek??????? when was this....dang i miss all the good fun :mad:

[Rushfan]

Remember when Belden Village was nothing but farmland? Now it's total insanity.

[Kick]

Ironing hankies and pillow cases.

I still reach for pennies in the gutter.

[longtimefirsttime]

It was a much simpler time for sure.

[Tigers53]

Kids played games outside, not in front of the TV!

[chap]

Kids played games outside, not in front of the TV!
I was outside from the time I got dressed in the morning till about 10:00 PM in the summertime. I didn't even want to stop for meals!

[Guardblack]

Every heavy rain the street would flood and the neighborhood would go swimming.

At the end of the school year would go to Meyer's (sp?) Lake.

Use to walk to Mary's store (that was at the corner of Tremont and Twenty-Fifth Street) and buy chocolate pop and maybe some baseball cards.

Stores were closed on Sunday.

Sigh.

[MassillonMom]

Riding your bike anywhere in town....


Spending a rainy summer day at the library.....


Only three channels on the TV and maybe you could get a PBS station if you moved the rabbit ears around.....


Jolly Ranchers hard candy for 69 cents a pound.....

Life Savers and Hershey Bars for a nickel each......


McDonald's milkshakes for only 50 cents......

[DAWGH8R]

Use to walk to Mary's store (that was at the corner of Tremont and Twenty-Fifth Street) and buy chocolate pop and maybe some baseball cards.


Mary's was the best !! I think that closed around 1970 !!

[austinsm11]

In middle school we would all ride our bikes over to a friends to play football. We hated waiting on our one friend who's mother made him do his homework first. We would play after school until it was dark. I remember riding home and having to heat up dinner and then starting homework at 8:30-9:00.

I can't believe how far we would ride our bikes, and this wasn't that long ago. If I was a parent I don't know that I would feel safe with my kids going that far in today's world.

[chap]

I Love these posts! Sounds like we all have GOOD Memories to cherrish!

[warren1st]

I was outside from the time I got dressed in the morning till about 10:00 PM in the summertime. I didn't even want to stop for meals!

Same here.

My folks never locked the home at night.

My dad and I would go to Indians and Browns games and he left the car keys on the floor mat.

Talking my dad into getting white side wall tires with that new '55 Ford Fairlane with wraparound windshield.

Being thrilled to FINALLY get a black and white table model TV!

Playing cowboys and indians and never worrying about PC!!

Walking into Cleveland Stadium every year for the Tribe opener and seeing the most lush GREEN grass ever and wondering how they got it to look so great since it snowed the week before.

Catching a football in the end zone (NO dawg pound then) and setting it on the concrete between my feet with no threat of anyone stealing it.

[warren1st]

Walking into Massillon Tiger Stadium in 1953 and gulping at the size of it.

Seeing all the "Beat Warren" signs in almost every store front.

Thinking "Obie" was about the neatest logo for a sports team I had ever seen.

Thinking the Massillon alma mater was the nicest one I've ever heard (and still do.)

Remembering the absolute ecstasy in beating mighty Massillon in '58 and then going downtown and standing in fron of Gray's Drugstore wearing my Warren Panther team jacket like I was a big part in the victory. The whole town was "abuzz" about the victory.

Meeting all the World Champion Yankees in the Hotel Cleveland and getting ALL their autographs except my hero, Mickey Mantle who brushed me aside with the comment, "Get the hell out of here, kid." Players like Yogi, Whitey, Enos Slaughter, Bobby Shantz, Bob Turley, Phil Rizzuto and Elston Howard all seemingly interested in me while signing my ball. And, yes, you could read their signatures then!

Seeing Bob Lemon sitting on top of a large display table in Griswold's Department Store signing autographs and thinking the best pitcher in baseball is in little ole Warren Ohio.

Going to an Ohio State - Michigan game where it was a big rivalry but NO foul language and always hard-hitting, good sportsmanship.

Yep, I'm so lucky to grow up in the '50s!!!!

[Rushfan]

Swimming at Brookfield Lake...

Giant malts from the Ideal Dairy for a quarter...



The "ground show" part of the fireworks display inside the stadium on the 4th of July


My grandmother boycotting Sturms store because they sold Playboy (What a hoot that was).

[longtimefirsttime]

Walking into Cleveland Stadium every year for the Tribe opener and seeing the most lush GREEN grass ever and wondering how they got it to look so great since it snowed the week before.


Green spraypaint. They did miracles with that place. But as a kid, I agree it was a fun place to be.

[warren1st]

Green spraypaint. They did miracles with that place. But as a kid, I agree it was a fun place to be.

Nah, that was when Modell ran it. Back in the '50s, before anyone had ever heard of Arthur, it was manicured by the Bossard brothers. It was the real deal then.

[Scooter]

When a 6 pack of 16 oz R C Cola was 50 cents (62 with deposit) at Watts confectionary. Sometimes my mom would make me walk an exta 6 blocks to Lee's to save a nickle!

When the news, sports and weather was only 15 or 20 min.

Tarzan movies at the Weslin

Seeing Mickey Mantle play in person.

Walking to the football games from the westside

Getting into a fight and explaining to my older brother how I got whipped AGAIN

Horace Mann school. All we had to play on at recess was a set of monkey bars and the framework for swings.