Let’s take a trip down memory lane. Us Gen Xers are one of the few to see both sides from having to borrow the neighbor’s phone, seeing your first at home on door fridge ice dispenser, returning cola bottles for candy money, and at some point you learned to ff at rocket speed through your cassette tape and stop on your favorite song just prior to sliding into the parking lot- to holding the worlds smartest pocket computer all day, and now A.I. Is it just me or have you ever felt like things have changed in some sort of weird way. What say you Xers?
I miss being able to memorize all my family’s and friends’ phone numbers and addresses! Now I can barely remember my own number because everything’s stored on the darn phone.
I was born in 82 but strongly gen X. No helmets, knee pads, safe spaces, you lost the game… you were a loser, Atari, Commodore 64, drinking out the hose, come home when the street lights come on, pile of bikes in the front yard ment that’s where all the kids are at, building tree houses, BB gun/sling shot wars, watching squiggly lines hoping to see a titty, baseball cards, magazines with center-folds, Bo Jackson, Michael Jordan, Tiger Woods, grew up drafting on a “board” to using computers, calling collect and saying “come get me” as your name, gas, cigarettes, dip/chew was all less than a dollar, goes on and on!!
We were the generation who rode in the car no seat belts or air bags I use to stand in the front seat and my mom would throw her hand up across my chest at a red light. Never wore shoes south Florida no need we played smear the queer no pad or helmets jumped bikes off the roof into the pool fist fought no one got shot or stabbed ahh the good ole days.
Vintage 73. Sat on the transmission hump of the back seat floorboard while dad smoked cigarettes and sipped a beer going from point A to B, all with no A/C. Played outside, no baths for the entire weekend, drank from the garden hose, had BB gun wars, bottle rocket fights, ate red dyed pistachios washed down with Tang, watched TV from 2 feet away. In high school downed Mad Dog, “Urban Surfed” on the Tonneau covers of friends trucks and did everything that they said would kill us. Yet here we are. Now it’s an addiction to skiff’s and salt water.
73 here. No AC, no seat belts, no helmets, swimming in the lake with gators. I remember seeing lots of coveys of quail and people used to keep and eat bass.
Born just prior to Gen X in 62, but I’ll hang with you youngsters if I may. Yes, I have fond memories of returning cola bottles for candy money! Went from vinyl records to 8-Track tapes, before cassettes were a thing. American muscle cars became legendary back then. Rock, Pop, Soul (Motown) and Country music (Billboard Top 100 Hits) were the best ever back then. Life was good for the middle class, and their hard-earned paycheck could actually pay the bills with a little leftover for savings. Cash was King. The channel dial on the TV had 12 choices and television went off the air soon after The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson was over. Being an English-speaking American was a desired privilege and garnered respect in the World. The Constitution and Declaration of Independence were the foundation of our country and never to be altered or diminished. History was taught to our children in school so they could learn from the hard lessons of the past, and hopefully not repeat the same mistakes. Everyone could speak freely and laugh out load at a joke, or satire, or silly slapstick humor without fear of being politically incorrect or offending an overly sensitive individual. Life was simpler back then and we interacted with friends and loved ones face to face, or by gathering at the dinner table without anyone staring at a smart phone in their hands.
Solid Gen X right down to the don’t give a damn. Bought cigarettes and beer for my parents with a note, push mowed lawns, knuckled up with the bullies, returned coke bottles, ect.. The country was just tougher back then, now it’s been pussified an ran by soyboys with ■■■■ knots on their heads.
77 here. Remember getting lost on my bike, playing outside until dark. We played a lot of tag and football on the street. I always had a scrapes on my legs from wiping out doing stupid ■■■■ on my bike. Had a Malibu Blue GT Performer with white mags, yeah I was the cool kid. (Rad was my favorite movie). Dad’s car had an 8 track he never used. I remember riding in the bed of my uncles pickup with the ATCs after a day of riding Holy Land. Also remember always riding in the bed of my grandfathers El Camino. Always at a friends house lots of sleepovers. Lots of good memories…
