Anonymous wrote:We weren't poor, but my mother served us crap like Spam.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My mom would take the phone off the hook while I was out at a friend's or at school. There were so many times I needed her, but I'd just get a busy signal for hours. I'd be stuck at school all alone without a ride home, or at a friends house awkwardly over staying my welcome because I couldn't get a hold of my mom to come get me. So strange to me that she was fine with being completely unreachable and disconnected from her kid.
So what was she doing - crawling into a gin bottle for the afternoon?
I've mentioned it to her more recently and she says maybe she was talking a nap, or had a migraine. It's so bizarre that she just checked out without making any arrangements for me to get home. I recall a period of time, many years, when she was extremely moody, screaming at me a lot, just generally always wanted me to leave her alone...in a mean, erratic, crazy way. I suspect maybe she was hooked on pills for her migraines (or "migraines"). Just a guess, based on a couple moms I know today addicted to narcotic pain pills, and their behavior.
Anonymous wrote:This is an amazing thread and I'm so sorry for all the posters who were truly abused.
My story is much lighter. I was born in 1961 and everything was different then. Everyone smoked - everywhere! Drinking was also a big thing - having martinis at lunch was so common and I started drinking at family parties when I was probably 11. We were constantly left unsupervised and I started smoking pot around age 12. Nobody wore seat belts (there were only lap belts in most cars), and helmets were non-existent. We never wore sunscreen (wasn't aware of its existence either).
I grew up in a northern city where it snowed a lot. My dad (may he rest in peace) used to tie our sled to the back bumper of his car with a long rope, plop my brother and me on top of it, and drive us around the neighborhood. We thought it was sooooo much fun!! When we would get off the school bus in the afternoon, we would run around the back of the bus, grab on to the bumper, and then slide on the icey street holding on to the bus as it drove down the street. We called it "skitching." We had to make sure the bus driver didn't see it because she would slam on her brakes if she knew we were back there!!
Just a couple of the crazy things we did in the 1960s!

Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Parents locked us in our rooms at night. Dad installed chain sliding locks at the top of the door exterior that we couldn't reach.
I remember my younger sister's leg tied to a crib slat during nap time.
Go the F to sleep a common theme growing up.
....what
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:
You know, I was born in 1971. I had so many horrible sun burns and one time that I can remember, sun poisoning. I've been wondering, did they not HAVE sunscreen in like, 1980???
I have to admit I get really, really, really pissed when I think about all the times I got a HORRIBLE sunburn as a kid -- as in, bright red back and shoulders, screamed if you touched me, had to sleep on my tummy, giant patches of skin flaking off.
WHAT THE FUCK were my parents and grandparents thinking? SUNSCREEN EXISTED THEN. My kids today have NEVER had to suffer that.
Fucking dumbasses.
I remember using sun screen back then. I would use factor 8 and my friends thought that was high because they used only 2 or 4. Or they used baby oil.![]()
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:
You know, I was born in 1971. I had so many horrible sun burns and one time that I can remember, sun poisoning. I've been wondering, did they not HAVE sunscreen in like, 1980???
I have to admit I get really, really, really pissed when I think about all the times I got a HORRIBLE sunburn as a kid -- as in, bright red back and shoulders, screamed if you touched me, had to sleep on my tummy, giant patches of skin flaking off.
WHAT THE FUCK were my parents and grandparents thinking? SUNSCREEN EXISTED THEN. My kids today have NEVER had to suffer that.
Fucking dumbasses.