The "Good old Days"

I remember $.35 gasoline, party lines (not the same thing as a party line today!), leaving home on my bicycle at 4am to go fishing and not coming home til 9pm, and not being in trouble for it. I remember riding in my parents car up on the shelf near the rear window and looking up at the stars. Working after school for $.75 per hour. I used to go to work with my dad before school, my dad was the milk man, I would run the milk up to the houses and drop it off there in the milk boxes. He did the driving! I rode my dirt bike every chance I got and could fill the tank with some pocket change. I remember watching the film in grade school showing us how to hide under our desks in case of an air raid.

The good ole days, most were, some weren't. :coffee2: