I remember when... (75)
I remember when a small mom-&-pop pharmacy could actually compete in a small town.
I remember when Wall-mart was where you went to buy walls.
I remember when Holly Burton was a chick in my school.
I remember when Gerald Ford fell out of an airplane, and didn't die!
I remember DB Cooper.
I remember when Wall-mart was where you went to buy walls.
I remember when Holly Burton was a chick in my school.
I remember when Gerald Ford fell out of an airplane, and didn't die!
I remember DB Cooper.
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Hi Owen.
Lovely thread.
I remember my father taking off the trainer wheels on my bike, and telling me 'I've got you'
When I was cycling all alone...
One of my great childhoon memories, and the Sunday drives, through the valleys of Lancashire, Yorkshire and stopping off at pubs and having a juice in the garden with a packet of crisps...
We have a very well known area, bodeling will know it, Hebden Bridge in England, dad used to take us this and we would spend hours paddling in the stream and many photographs taken on the bridge.
Lovely thread.
I remember my father taking off the trainer wheels on my bike, and telling me 'I've got you'
When I was cycling all alone...
One of my great childhoon memories, and the Sunday drives, through the valleys of Lancashire, Yorkshire and stopping off at pubs and having a juice in the garden with a packet of crisps...
We have a very well known area, bodeling will know it, Hebden Bridge in England, dad used to take us this and we would spend hours paddling in the stream and many photographs taken on the bridge.
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Sommerauer71: Hi Owen.
Lovely thread.
I remember my father taking off the trainer wheels on my bike, and telling me 'I've got you'
When I was cycling all alone...
One of my great childhoon memories, and the Sunday drives, through the valleys of Lancashire, Yorkshire and stopping off at pubs and having a juice in the garden with a packet of crisps...
We have a very well known area, bodeling will know it, Hebden Bridge in England, dad used to take us this and we would spend hours paddling in the stream and many photographs taken on the bridge.
Lovely thread.
I remember my father taking off the trainer wheels on my bike, and telling me 'I've got you'
When I was cycling all alone...
One of my great childhoon memories, and the Sunday drives, through the valleys of Lancashire, Yorkshire and stopping off at pubs and having a juice in the garden with a packet of crisps...
We have a very well known area, bodeling will know it, Hebden Bridge in England, dad used to take us this and we would spend hours paddling in the stream and many photographs taken on the bridge.
I just have to ask... my ex-boyfriend's father was from Fording Bridge. Do you know where that is?
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sweetowen: I just have to ask... my ex-boyfriend's father was from Fording Bridge. Do you know where that is?
Can't say, I have heard of it, Owen, do you know where in England, north? South? West or anything?
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I remember after church every Sunday, Mom would take us to the roller rink & drop us off for a few hours.
I remember sitting outside at my aunt's house on Sunday afternoons, while my uncle made homemade ice cream.
I remember the smell of Grandma's musk perfume.
I remember our fun family reunions each Father's Day. We'd eat too much & go outside, running around & playing games with all the other kids... & there were a TON, since my great-grandparents had 16 kids!
I remember sitting outside at my aunt's house on Sunday afternoons, while my uncle made homemade ice cream.
I remember the smell of Grandma's musk perfume.
I remember our fun family reunions each Father's Day. We'd eat too much & go outside, running around & playing games with all the other kids... & there were a TON, since my great-grandparents had 16 kids!
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Sommerauer71: Can't say, I have heard of it, Owen, do you know where in England, north? South? West or anything?
Not exactly sure, to tell you the truth. Maybe south of London? I believe they have horse shows there each year.
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I remember spending the summers putting up hay, and all of us kids going swimming in the pond at the end of the day. I remember going hunting and having the woods all to myself. I remember getting a kiss from a girl named Sue when I was about 13
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I remeber spending weekends with my grandmother. Me, my brother and sister and my 3 cousins. I can remember her sitting in her chair knitting while the 6 of us kids used her st. bernard, Trinca, as a pillow while we all ate ice cream and watched Lawrence Welk.
I can remember being out in my great uncle's garden with him as he taught me about growing vegetables.
I can remember Sunday dinners at my grandmother's with all the ladies in the kitchen making homemade pasta and the men out in the yard playing bacchi and drinking wine and us kids running around the yard and climbing the trees and eating the blackberries in my grandmother's backyard.
Gosh, there are so many wonderful memories I could go on forever.
Thanks for the thread owen!
I can remember being out in my great uncle's garden with him as he taught me about growing vegetables.
I can remember Sunday dinners at my grandmother's with all the ladies in the kitchen making homemade pasta and the men out in the yard playing bacchi and drinking wine and us kids running around the yard and climbing the trees and eating the blackberries in my grandmother's backyard.
Gosh, there are so many wonderful memories I could go on forever.
Thanks for the thread owen!
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I remember when finding a love life was a heck of a lot easier! 
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Day Camp in the summers. Swimming in public pools and dreaming of the ocean.
Fried chicken every other Sunday.
Having "credit" at the local store and Dad paying the bill every week.
Hide and go seek.
Hanging clothes on the line and bringing them in later in the day smelling so fresh and clean.
Going to the movies about once a month at the Fabulous Fox Theatre.
Fried chicken every other Sunday.
Having "credit" at the local store and Dad paying the bill every week.
Hide and go seek.
Hanging clothes on the line and bringing them in later in the day smelling so fresh and clean.
Going to the movies about once a month at the Fabulous Fox Theatre.
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lifesajoy: I remeber spending weekends with my grandmother. Me, my brother and sister and my 3 cousins. I can remember her sitting in her chair knitting while the 6 of us kids used her st. bernard, Trinca, as a pillow while we all ate ice cream and watched Lawrence Welk.
I can remember being out in my great uncle's garden with him as he taught me about growing vegetables.
I can remember Sunday dinners at my grandmother's with all the ladies in the kitchen making homemade pasta and the men out in the yard playing bacchi and drinking wine and us kids running around the yard and climbing the trees and eating the blackberries in my grandmother's backyard.
Gosh, there are so many wonderful memories I could go on forever.
Thanks for the thread owen!
I can remember being out in my great uncle's garden with him as he taught me about growing vegetables.
I can remember Sunday dinners at my grandmother's with all the ladies in the kitchen making homemade pasta and the men out in the yard playing bacchi and drinking wine and us kids running around the yard and climbing the trees and eating the blackberries in my grandmother's backyard.
Gosh, there are so many wonderful memories I could go on forever.
Thanks for the thread owen!
Post as many or as often as you'd like! We'd love to hear them!
I remember Grandma putting the little picnic table out in her yard & making lunch for me & her neighbor's daughter, Kimmy. Then we'd each get a piece of Bazooka bubble gum from her cabinet when we were done.
On hot summer days, Grandma would make us rootbeer floats in special rootbeer mugs. We'd sit outside on the glider & eat/drink them.
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Charli15695: I remember when finding a love life was a heck of a lot easier!
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sweetowen: I just have to ask... my ex-boyfriend's father was from Fording Bridge. Do you know where that is?
Fordingbridge is in Somerset/Dorset Sweetowen which is the South of England...lots of holiday cottages...
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I can remember when I was little and my parents would take me, my brothers and sister camping,hunting and fishing.
I also remember my very first day of going to kindergarten and what I wore that day and how I cried cause I didn't want to leave my mom.I also remember when I was 5yrs old and I cooked my dad's supper and I was so proud of myself that day.I can remember while going down a dirt country rode when I would sit on my dad's lap and steer the car.Of course he worked the gas & brakes cause I was to short to reach them.
I also remember my very first day of going to kindergarten and what I wore that day and how I cried cause I didn't want to leave my mom.I also remember when I was 5yrs old and I cooked my dad's supper and I was so proud of myself that day.I can remember while going down a dirt country rode when I would sit on my dad's lap and steer the car.Of course he worked the gas & brakes cause I was to short to reach them.
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Tamarin: Fordingbridge is in Somerset/Dorset Sweetowen which is the South of England...lots of holiday cottages...
Thanks Tam. My ex spent summers there when he was a child, with his Gram.
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I remember one very hot summer and a one trip to the lake my parents pulled out chilled water melon and put it on the picnic table , we could eat as messy as we wanted we had a blast cramming our faces in the cold water melon and each other having seeds stuck to our faces. It was halarious. Then we jumped in the lake to wash off. It was a lot of fun.
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My grandmother was an incredible woman. She was widowed at 40 and never remarried or dated. Her life was her family. She was what everyone thinks of when they think of an old Italian grandmother, 4 feet tall and 4 feet wide! And nobody argued with her! Everything I know about taking care of my family I learned from her. She taught me how to knit, crochet, sew, cook, grow plants.
My parents were very social so we spent a lot of weekends with her and even when my parents were home I wanted to be with her.
I can remember being dropped off at her house for a weekend and my mother forgot to pack our sunday dresses for church. As I was going to bed I noticed my grandmother cutting out something from newspaper. When I got up the next morning, my sister and I had brand new sunday dresses and there was a bunch of crumpled up newspaper laying next to my grandmother's sewing machine. In one night, she had fashioned dresses for me and my sister without any kind of pattern, just a few measurements and some newspaper. That's the day I asked her to teach me how to sew.
My parents were very social so we spent a lot of weekends with her and even when my parents were home I wanted to be with her.
I can remember being dropped off at her house for a weekend and my mother forgot to pack our sunday dresses for church. As I was going to bed I noticed my grandmother cutting out something from newspaper. When I got up the next morning, my sister and I had brand new sunday dresses and there was a bunch of crumpled up newspaper laying next to my grandmother's sewing machine. In one night, she had fashioned dresses for me and my sister without any kind of pattern, just a few measurements and some newspaper. That's the day I asked her to teach me how to sew.
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lifesajoy: My grandmother was an incredible woman. She was widowed at 40 and never remarried or dated. Her life was her family. She was what everyone thinks of when they think of an old Italian grandmother, 4 feet tall and 4 feet wide! And nobody argued with her! Everything I know about taking care of my family I learned from her. She taught me how to knit, crochet, sew, cook, grow plants.
My parents were very social so we spent a lot of weekends with her and even when my parents were home I wanted to be with her.
I can remember being dropped off at her house for a weekend and my mother forgot to pack our sunday dresses for church. As I was going to bed I noticed my grandmother cutting out something from newspaper. When I got up the next morning, my sister and I had brand new sunday dresses and there was a bunch of crumpled up newspaper laying next to my grandmother's sewing machine. In one night, she had fashioned dresses for me and my sister without any kind of pattern, just a few measurements and some newspaper. That's the day I asked her to teach me how to sew.
My parents were very social so we spent a lot of weekends with her and even when my parents were home I wanted to be with her.
I can remember being dropped off at her house for a weekend and my mother forgot to pack our sunday dresses for church. As I was going to bed I noticed my grandmother cutting out something from newspaper. When I got up the next morning, my sister and I had brand new sunday dresses and there was a bunch of crumpled up newspaper laying next to my grandmother's sewing machine. In one night, she had fashioned dresses for me and my sister without any kind of pattern, just a few measurements and some newspaper. That's the day I asked her to teach me how to sew.
Wow! Your grandmother sounds almost identical to mine! My grandma taught me to crochet, bake, iron, & so many other things! Going to spend the weekend at Grandma's was always a treat!
My grandmother became a widow at 55 or so. She never dated or married again either. Grandpa was her one love in life. She was a true devout christian woman, who went to church faithfully.
I have so many fond memories of my grandmother! I hope my grandchildren will say the same about me someday.
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I remember always be with my Grandpa.....
He would pick me up to dance and waltz me around the room to Nat King Cole...
I would spend hours in his garden...I was his shadow sat on the kitchen door step shelling peas and picking sweet pea flowers...
I would runaway from home to my grandpa (my parents and grandparents lived in the same street) I would pack my little red vanity case and off I would go to Grandpa my hero and unknown to me he always called my Mom and said we have a little visitor here...
I remember Gran making real chocolate Easter eggs and always baking...
I had a pony called Honey...A beautiful chestnut with four white socks and a star...I would literally put on her bridal and with reins in one hand and feed bucket in the other up the middle of the road (it was safe then) and take her to visit Grandpa...I would tie her to the front garden gate...Honey would have her feed bucket and Grandpa and I would sit on a rug in the front garden eating cheese and jelly sandwiches and drink tea out of his flask whilst listen to the horse racing on the transistor...
He taught me all about the form but never once backed a horse and put on a bet...
My Grandpa was my hero till the day he died....
He would pick me up to dance and waltz me around the room to Nat King Cole...
I would spend hours in his garden...I was his shadow sat on the kitchen door step shelling peas and picking sweet pea flowers...
I would runaway from home to my grandpa (my parents and grandparents lived in the same street
) I would pack my little red vanity case and off I would go to Grandpa my hero and unknown to me he always called my Mom and said we have a little visitor here...I remember Gran making real chocolate Easter eggs and always baking...
I had a pony called Honey...A beautiful chestnut with four white socks and a star...I would literally put on her bridal and with reins in one hand and feed bucket in the other up the middle of the road (it was safe then) and take her to visit Grandpa...I would tie her to the front garden gate...Honey would have her feed bucket and Grandpa and I would sit on a rug in the front garden eating cheese and jelly sandwiches and drink tea out of his flask whilst listen to the horse racing on the transistor...
He taught me all about the form but never once backed a horse and put on a bet...
My Grandpa was my hero till the day he died....
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I remember, when I lived with my grandparents for a year after Hurricane Camille hit the Gulf Coast, coming home from school & baking homemade apple pies with Grandma.
I remember Grandpa taking me to a restaurant called 'Sam & Sue's' for lunch all the time, because Grandma worked in the record shop a few doors away. I'd always order the same thing... a plain hamburger without the bun & french fries.
I remember stopping at the corner store on the way to school & getting a paper bag full of penny candy.
I'm sure I'll think of more. But what are some of yours?