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| Which Partridge kid was your favorite? |
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| A page from the Sears 1970 Catalog. Polyester special. Ouch! My eyes!!! |
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Blast
from the Past!!!
I was remembering
some fads from when I was a tween-ager today. Yes, my sister and I
had pogo sticks! We also had footsies. We played stick
ball with the other neighborhood kids in the middle of the street (it
really wasn't that busy of a street), whenever a car did happen to
come by we all moved out of the way and got right back to our game
after the car went on its merry way. We wandered around in the woods,
just a few kids together, and rode our bicycles all the way around the lake, (two miles?) by ourselves, alone. We did not have much
need to fear anything, we were innocent, lucky to live in a small,
rather rural town, and probably a bit sheltered, too.
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| Ye olde Pogo stick. |
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| This is a footsie! It kept us hoppin' | . |
Halter tops,
straight hair, and fringe were the fashion when I was almost a teen.
I had a pair of lime green bell bottoms and wore wedge shoes at my
6th grade graduation. Peace signs made their appearance
but my Dad didn't like them, I had a brown suede a purse
with a peace sign attached via a little silver chain when it was
purchased, he removed it.
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| These are similar to the ones I had, only mine were a dazzling white. | |
I also had a brown
suede jacket with wonderful fringe all down the arms, a crochet mini
skirt and vest set made for me by a family friend, and we used Herbal
Essence shampoo on our hair, it was so groovy! My Mom got me a
bedspread and curtain set for my room, (from the Sears catalog), it was
quite a loud design, but was the latest fashion at the time...hot pink, orange,
lime green, and kindof like the Partridge Family Bus on floral
steroids (Yes, we watched that show and I always imagined myself as the
big sister who played piano, Susan Dey, and had a secret crush on
Danny). How did I ever sleep
in the room with all that color saturation surrounding me?
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| Color saturation overload. |
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| The grooviest shampoo. |
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My Dad owned his own
Barber shop. He made friends
with the local twenty somethings because they hung around jawing at
the shop and ate together at the one and only "luncheonette".
One band they listened to was "Country Joe and the Fish". I
liked Steppenwolf and Three Dog Night, there was nothing like Chuck
Negron and his rather large moustache. My Dad had a neighborhood barbeque
for some of those friends. We grilled hamburgers and sunfish we
caught ourselves in the lake. After that those young friends of his
were gone. To Canada. Some of them had been drafted and were opposed
to the war. I was really too young to understand what it all meant
but when my 6th grade English teacher gave us an
assignment to write about Viet Nam my Dad got angry and gave the
teacher a piece of his mind. Needless to say, I didn't have to do
that assignment. I had a good childhood back then, growing up on the lake,
in my little town.
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| Chuck Negron from the band Three Dog Night. |
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| Country Joe and the Fish |
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in my little town.
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