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when cinnamon toast was the best "treat" there was didn't get much candy, chips stuff like that.

LOL Aprilblossom. My g-ma used to make that for a treat. I came from a family of seven children and my dad or mom would divide up equally the treats. We didn't get everyday. We always had good food to eat though. Pop and chips were a treat.

Yeah i put my volunteering first now. The animals are so afraid and sweet. It's a sad job sometimes- specially when u have to prepare an animal to be put down- breaks my heart everytime. Chip sandwhiches are nice!!!!

OK , get ready for this.....

Coke bottles were glass , yeah. You had to pay 2 cents deposit to carry the bottle out of the store. We're talking 1962 , I'm about 8 years old. A small 6 oz. coke is 6 cents , a 10 oz. bottle is 10 cents.
We kids had no money , only what we could steal from mom's purse. So I/we would go around the neighborhood , looking in bar ditches , trash piles , anywhere, looking for empty bottles to return for money. If you found 6 empty bottles , that 12 cents cash refund. That's enough to purchase a cold coke to drink!

TRUE!

Another one for the younger crowd to read......

In 1966 , I turn 12. Get a real shotgun for Christmas. I lived in a medium -sized town , with woods within walking distance. You could shoot a .22 in the yard a couple of times , if more than a few , the cops would come. A shotgun is too loud for yard-shooting. My friends and I then would walk to the woods to do our shooting. It was common for 2-4 boys my age to be walking down the street with guns over our shoulders. Sometimes cops would drive past us slowly. They would wave at us, and we them.

Try that now!

Cool Sparky!

I remember when I was just a small child, my cousin, my sister, and I would walk up to the corner store in Sharon Grove (a real small community). It had gas, a store, a cemetary, a few houses, a bunch of farming land, a church, and that's it. It's out in the middle of no where. I remember walking bare footed. Every time I walked on that concrete floor my feet would get dirty. We'd get a can soda, a candy bar or a bag of chips. Sometimes I would get some bubble gum, the real kind where you could blow bubbles with it that's the size of your head (at that age). I loved living there, in Sharon Grove. It was great.

I stiff, old, used sneakers...From walking the riverbanks of the Lemhi river as a kid. Trying to catch the native rainbow trout. Finding the perfect hole near the quaking aspen...
Then getting my line tangled...lol.

I remember 2 cent deposits on glass soda bottles. I would ride my horse from my house to the store collecting bottles along the way and spend the refund on candy and soda.

My grandmother and I would walk the beach after a big storm and look for glass balls the Japanese fishermen used as floats for their nets.

Gas was 25 cents.

When I was in kindergarden we had drills in case of a nuclear attack. We had to get under our desk and cover our head with our arms.

I remember running home from school to watch Dark Shadows.
Barely remember JFK being shot
Paying 50 cents at E.M. Lowes Civic in downtown Portsmouth to see a Godzilla movie
Going trick or treating with snow on the ground and not worrying about having to check the treats to see if it's been tampered with

remember when it cost only 2.00 dollars for the matiene movie??? and sodas cost .50 cents.

Oh, yes, me too;)

I remember when we could go out and all the neighbors knew you and what you were up to...So, you better have been good, or your parent would here about it, lol.

... not having to worry about tap water

... when I could see a doctor other that at a walk-in clinic

... thinking politicians weren't corrupt

I remember when poprocks were not bad, lol
two penny candy fishes
annual rodeo in summer...

stamps were .20 cents...

when people were not treated as disposable items....

Wish I had that memory...that would be nice...;(

I remember my mom buying Baders cookies, sold in big boxes; Tab and Mr. Pibb pop, Fresca is still around, Fanta orange pop was the best; my mom won the main prize at the grocery store in 1965, it was a black and white television, 16 oz. pop bottles, when we went shopping for groceries in Salmom Arm, in 1957, all of us kids got a weiner from the buthcher, I used to pick used gum off the sidewalk, the fresher the better(LOL)remember I was 7,lol.I also remember my friend and I would chew some gum, then pull some out of our mouth to see who could make the longest man before it broke,lol. I remember my dad using our 1956 Mercury as a down payment on the house we bought in North Surrey in 1963 ( I wish I had that car now).

go to the general store and by 2 cent cherry fish and get tons...
When Mt.St.Hellens blew, and ash fell on us and those miles around...how dark, and eerie the sky was after she blew...

I remember when my best friend's dad had a gold Kaiser (automobile), we rode our fat-tired bicycles with playing cards in the spokes, we built chugs, forts, rafts, slings (like David and Goliath), match guns, binder guns, stole green apples, played (NOT vandalized) in new construction, my first McDonald's (walk-up only, no indoor restaurant), my first job at $1.65 per hour (carry-out boy at Red Owl), my high-school buddy's '40 Ford five-cent cones at the Dairy Queen. I remember my brand new go-like-hell 1968 Pontiac GTO ($3,600), 19-cent, 100 octane gasoline, drive-in restaurants that served beer, joining the Army and making $77 a month, getting stopped for DWI and having the police simply tell me to go home (and, I did!), "whites only" signs in Alabama establishments, concrete highways with that dangerous, annoying ramped edge, my new 8-track player (put it into my '58 Cadillac), USOs at train depots, the World's Fair at New York City, being offered a job as a television cameraman on Hee Haw, seeing Eric Burden and the Animals in person, travel before interstate freeways, Sputnik. I could go on, but, I think I've demonstrated how blasted old I am!!!!