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Posted by: not2needy 1 year, 10 months agoTexangelwings inspired me to submit this fun piece after seeing her submission on old black and white TV. Thanks Texangelwings!
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not2needy
Feb. 14, 2008, 7:22 p.m.This is such a fun listening and watching piece, which takes me back to college days!
I hope you all enjoy it as much as i do.
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texangelwings
Feb. 14, 2008, 8:03 p.m.The music is great! Some of the memories are good. It is amazing looking a the prices of things. I can remember when a loaf of bread was 19 cents and a gallon of gasoline was 19 cents.
Thanks not2needy.
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monte-g
Feb. 14, 2008, 8:15 p.m.I just have to here a song from then and it brings back a memory of what was going on then....I remember watching the tv shows then .....they were great.
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jordan11
Feb. 14, 2008, 8:20 p.m.Wow. The memories are right on the surface. What a time that was. No regrets.Thanks for the reminder of good memories, ;)
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greenmac
Feb. 14, 2008, 8:40 p.m.Thanks N2N ... I was a way to young to remember any of this stuff!....Yeah sure. LOL
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RedstateLib
Feb. 14, 2008, 8:54 p.m.Believe it or not while I travel for my business throughout the country, when I am at home and I go to the bank, or write a check at the grocery store nobody ask for my ID. I guess I am lucky I have the best of both worlds. It is really nice to walk into your bank and have the bank employees greet you by name before you even get to the counter. I lived in DC for years and I could go to the same branch every week for years and the employees would never care who I was. Here I can go on the road for months and when I come back they greet me by name and actually have a real conversation with me.
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Shadowolf
Feb. 14, 2008, 10:38 p.m....and on 5 March 1964, at 4:34 AM at Mary Thompsons Maternity and Childrens Hospital,Chicago IL...I arrived on the scene...
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BronxBomber
Feb. 15, 2008, 2:48 a.m.You know what I remember most about the 60's? Teenagers holding transistor radio's cupped to they're ears, and listening to for example "Murray the K" and the Beatles ...kinda like the the first walkman/ Mp3 players of sorts.
& I didn't go into the military service mainly because of what I had seen what the army did to Elvis..Elvis was way cool before he enlisted.
IMHO.
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AnteUp
Feb. 15, 2008, 9:29 a.m.I never see the word "wahine" (re:Surfing segment)
that I'm not reminded of Pat Paulson racing down to
Balboa Beach after taping the Smothers Bros. in stage
make-up to appear at a tiny little folk club (coffee house).
He had a bit he did:
"You all know what a wahine is...........It's something
you put on a buh-hun with muh-hustard" - as I recall he
made hula gestures
more: How we all must be wondering about the bandaid on
his forehead. It was a freak accident that had happened
while he was getting ready to come to the club. He was
putting on toilet water........and the lid fell down and hit
him in the head!
You wouldn't think such a cool crowd could laugh so hard -
but we did! He was totally quirky - always! This was
before his Pat Paulson for President campaign.
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2sidestoeverything
Feb. 15, 2008, 9:41 a.m.I was also born in the sixties on my older brothers birthday and I had two other brothers a head of me. On our birthday we shared my mom would make him a cake with blue icing and I got one with pink icing. Some fun times we had even though I was young.
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SwampFox1
Feb. 15, 2008, 10:35 a.m.I was in the Airborne when JFK was hit. I went through the Cuban Missle Crises, went to the Panamanian rain forrest looking unsuccessfully for Che Guevara. While there I was introduced to Panama Red. Was discharged in '63, went to NYC (Greenwich Village), dropped LSD when it was legal (99-trips), read the Tibetan Book of the Dead, the I Ching (required reading before dropping acid, and listened to Dr. Timothy Leary. I tuned-in, turned-on, and dropped-out. Traveled to San Francisco via LA in '66, was right in the center of our Summer of Love in '67. Jammed with some very good pals. Jerry Garcia lived only four-houses from me, on Oak and Cole Streets, played at the Straight Theater, and damned if we didn't jam until our fingers hurt. Fact is, I'm still in Fogtown and only blocks from where I lived then. Yes, buckaroos, I am indeed one ol' fart. Like Nam, the Iraqi war was started by our very own CIA. They lied about the Bay of Tonka, AND WMDs. Will wonders e'er cease?
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