You know your old school when......

[Ron H]

I was 15 itching like friggin mad to get my driver's license as my older brother was 19 and on his 1st GTO watching his buddies with all their hefty rides and their girlfriends giving me a boner when I'd look at them and tell me how cute I was pinching my cheeks, sadly not the lower ones. (Teenage hormones reaching their prime.) When the folks were away it was party time at the house and me as the younger schmuck got paid to keep the house looking reasonably unmolested by my bro and his bud's. I charged 25 cents to wash each used booze glass, among other chores for a fee. Toss me some **** for the hefty fee? Oh yeah they did; but said then you do it then! Well they weren't about to intrude on their party time to do clean up. Each day seemed like a month waiting to get my license. Wonderful memories; but old enough to remember how fucked up the '60's decade was with the assassinations and rioting...then the kick-*** cars and music. Unreal!

 

[Bb70charger500]

Well I'm not from 69 but it's a favorite number!

I am old school though!
Hate new elc stuff have a bunch of vinyl old cars old stuff in general alit of Victorian furniture!
If I had a choice between a old car and new car I'd take the old every time!

When I first started dating my wife I always picked her up in my bandit style trans am or my 74 charger she never once complained! Dated her for a few months before she finally came to my house and asked who who's blue car is that it's really nice and new !
I said oh yeah that's mine !
Why don't we drive it ? I prefer to go fast ...
After that I got hooked into driving it for a few years then one day it clicked she preferred the old ones over the new one

 

[Dennis H]

Paid Joanies little brother to leave us
alone in the basement. Best money ever spent. Remember blue balls? Don’t know if that was a regional term. Nuts ached like hell after hours of non action.

 

[Richard Cranium]

I'm not old school. I'm ancient school. In 1969, girls were my favorite toy.

69 + 69 = dinner for four.

 

[GrabberOrange69]

I was 15 itching like friggin mad to get my driver's license as my older brother was 19 and on his 1st GTO watching his buddies with all their hefty rides and their girlfriends giving me a boner when I'd look at them and tell me how cute I was pinching my cheeks, sadly not the lower ones. (Teenage hormones reaching their prime.) When the folks were away it was party time at the house and me as the younger schmuck got paid to keep the house looking reasonably unmolested by my bro and his bud's. I charged 25 cents to wash each used booze glass, among other chores for a fee. Toss me some **** for the hefty fee? Oh yeah they did; but said then you do it then! Well they weren't about to intrude on their party time to do clean up. Each day seemed like a month waiting to get my license. Wonderful memories; but old enough to remember how fucked up the '60's decade was with the assassinations and rioting...then the kick-*** cars and music. Unreal!

Dude, sounds like fantastic teenage years.

 

[Richard Davis]

I was 13 in 1969 and it was an impressionable year for me. Besides Mopars and others I discovered rockin music like CCR and Grand Funk Railroad. My family took a 4th of July vacation to Myrtle Beach that is still vivid in my memory. Our beach house was on Ocean Blvd and hot cars would cruise almost constantly. I remember an "Official Pace Car" white Camaro conv. that would have like 7 or 8 people in it. Bad Moon Rising was blasting from everyone's car stereo. I could walk to an amusement park in either direction. Kids would be hanging out along the way playing guitars or listening to radios. Most of the hot girls were older and out of my league, but that would change a few years later. I appreciate those overseas at the time and respect what they had to experience.

 

[Ranger16]

In '69 Viet Nam was history, but only by months.

No Dennis, "blue balls" was not a regional term and yes, they hurt like hell.

 

[1967coronet]

in 69 I was 11 and on my bike, checking the girls at the local swimming pool , getting chased out of the pool hall by the owner for smoking and chew
squirrel and rabbit hunting with my .22 Dont forget the roller skating rink.
my uncle , dads little brother had got out of the service in 67 and bought a 66 ford rag top galaxie 7 liter, came with a 4 spd and 428 Every now and then he would give a ride around town, king **** I was.

 

[snakeyes]

in nam in 69 it was still a good year, still there 70 and that was another year still there in 71 that was a good year came home and bought 70 B5 on B5 440+ 6 4spd ,we would look at all the mags and drool over the add s

 

[Duckmanreno]

I was 6 years old then. Two things I remember. The moon landing and going to pick up my uncle when his Air Force tour was over.

 

[bandit67]

I was 12 that summer and at Boy Scout camp the week of the moon landing. They put up an old black and white tv in a makeshift dining hall and let us stay up till after mid nite to watch Neil take that step down to the surface of the moon....doesn t seem like 50 years ago......

 

[kiwigtx]

You know your old school when.....

When your mother emails you an old photo of your old school.....

Yep, that's my old school photo. My little brother had just started that year. The kid standing next to me was always shoving stuff up his nose, just like that character Ralph Wiggum on 'The Simpsons'. He was taken to the local nurse at least twice that I know of.

 

[Ron H]

Dude, sounds like fantastic teenage years.

LOL - da fun was just beginning with cars and girls...buddy's parents had lake front property a short ride away we'd take our dates there to swim. 1st car was a '67 GTO vert. Those hot summer nights cruising, racing, drive-in's. Fan-friggin-tastic before having to get more serious about 'life'...then continuing education and work got in the way of play time dammit.

 

[BeepBeepRR]

Paid Joanies little brother to leave us
alone in the basement. Best money ever spent. Remember blue balls? Don’t know if that was a regional term. Nuts ached like hell after hours of non action.

I had this happen.. But had to walk 5 miles home afterwards... OMFG worst walk ever... Nuts felt like they were going to explode... If I would have know the cure then I would have just stopped in the woods and fixed the issue... LMAO young, dumb and full of well, you know.. Hindsight is a hell of a thing.

 

[Cranky]

I gradiated in 69 and it was a good year for me and so was 1970. 71 started out good too until a greetings noticed showed up and my life took a big change. Nam was still looming but slipped into the AF and 'enjoyed' my 20th birthday in basic training.

You know your old school when.....

When your mother emails you an old photo of your old school.....

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Yep, that's my old school photo. My little brother had just started that year. The kid standing next to me was always shoving stuff up his nose, just like that character Ralph Wiggum on 'The Simpsons'. He was taken to the local nurse at least twice that I know of.

Well, which one are you and why are there so many with folded arms?

 

[oldbee]

I may have selective memory, but I remember no riots, burning or looting in 1969. A few hippie type protests, yes but they were not thugs that kill, burn, and loot. If I remember correctly it was all about LOVE, and PEACE.

Jerry you're correct, no rioting,etc the summer of '69 at least at Parris Island! The only 'love' I had though was my M-14.

 

[CudaChick1968]

Women are supposed to keep you guys guessing on our age but I see no point amongst friends.

I was four in '69. Dad had a sweet Biscayne he would let me steer on quiet country roads in Illinois. I remember the moon landing, and my mom being terrified every night while dad was at work at the fire department because some crazy guy was killing nurses (?) in Chicago three hours away. My brother was ten and hadn't gotten into cars ... he never really did, except for a '71 Camaro later that got replaced by a ......... (tryin not to laugh) ..... Plymouth Horizon TC-3. It was my first smell of a new catalytic converter that still sticks with me decades later.

 

[Ron H]

You know your old school when.....

When your mother emails you an old photo of your old school.....

View attachment 995263
Yep, that's my old school photo. My little brother had just started that year. The kid standing next to me was always shoving stuff up his nose, just like that character Ralph Wiggum on 'The Simpsons'. He was taken to the local nurse at least twice that I know of.

Don't know why someone gets the idea of shoving things up the nostrils; but there was a kid in my school who had to be taken to ER to dislodge and remove a peanut in his schnoze. Then there was a girl in my 1st grade class who had a habit of eating my paste as we sat next to each other. Ended up seeing her again in HS and every time I saw her I always remembered that she ate paste...it made for ahhh...zero idle chatting with her for fear I'd ask if she still ate paste...

 

[Ron H]

Women are supposed to keep you guys guessing on our age but I see no point amongst friends.

I was four in '69. Dad had a sweet Biscayne he would let me steer on quiet country roads in Illinois. I remember the moon landing, and my mom being terrified every night while dad was at work at the fire department because some crazy guy was killing nurses (?) in Chicago three hours away. My brother was ten and hadn't gotten into cars ... he never really did, except for a '71 Camaro later that got replaced by a ......... (tryin not to laugh) ..... Plymouth Horizon TC-3. It was my first smell of a new catalytic converter that still sticks with me decades later.

I remember riding in my boss's brand new car (Cordoba) - the 1st I was in having a converter. I thought he must a let a skanky beer fart fly - but it lingered and then wondered if he was thinking I did...