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Offline GirlGuide

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READ TO THE BOTTOM FOR QUOTE OF THE MONTH BY JAY LENO. IF YOU DON' T
R EAD ANYTHING ELSE---VERY WELL STATED



TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's!!


First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while
they were pregnant.


They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and
didn't get tested for diabetes.


Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby
cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints.


We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we
took hitchhiking.


As infants &children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster
seats, seat belts or air bags.


Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special
treat.


We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.


We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE
actually died from this.


We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank Kool-aid made
with sugar, but we weren't overweight because,

WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!


We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.


No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.


We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride
down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running
into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.


We did not have Playstations,Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at
all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no
surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or chat
rooms.......

WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!


We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no
lawsuits from these accidents.


We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in
us forever.


We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks
and tennis bal ls and, although we were told it would happen, we did
not put out very many eyes.


We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or
rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!


Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who
didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine tha t!!


The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of.
They actually sided with the law!


These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem
solvers and inventors ever!


The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW
TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!


If YOU are one of them CONGRATULATIONS!


You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow
up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of
our livesfor our own good.

While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how
brave (and lucky) their parents were.


Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't
it?


The quote of the month is by Jay Leno:

"With hurricanes, tornados, fires out of control, mud slides, flooding,
severe thunderstorms tearing up the country from one end to another,
and with the threat of bird flu and terrorist attacks, are we sure this
is a good time to take God ou t of the Pledge of Allegiance?"


For those that prefer to think that God is not watching over us...go
ahead and delete this.

Offline Grute Man

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Im with you, GG.  God is with me everywhere I go.  If he weren't, I'd have been killed by my own stoopidness about a dozen times over.   :imstupid:  I saw my Mom recover from a mastectomy faster than anyone the Dr had ever seen -- she prayed.  I've had the phone ring shortly after praying for work.  I could go on and on but the fact is, I've had more examples and signs shown to me than I can count.

This country was founded by Christians and those beliefs ARE (not past tense) in our Declaration, on our very own currency...  I say leave it there AND put prayer back in schools.
If ya don't know where ya are, go back to da beginnin.

Offline GOGETTER

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You go Grute, I'm right along side of you brother!  Geno
GENO

Offline tripnchip

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rite on gg and grute. No matter how fare I walk or how alone I feel if I look close there is another set of foot prints in the sand.

Offline Joe

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Quote
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were
back when the streetlights came on.

That means that a good part of the summer we were able to play outside until damn near 10pm.
Here's to a long life and a merry one.
A quick death and an easy one.
A pretty girl and an honest one.
A cold pint-- and another one!

Offline thunderpout

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Thatz the big one Joe... I remember (geez, this'll sound like the "I walked 20 miles to school in the snow in my bare feet" deal) playin hockey at the local rink, OUTSIDE, beggin the rink attendant to let us keep playin, and it'd be like 11pm and he would finally tell us he was propping the warming house door open and to hit the lites when the last guy left, and to make sure the warming house door was locked.  Then we'd WALK home, a mile or so to our homes and walk thru an UNLOCKED front door to our parents who were NOT freaking out because they knew we were PLAYING HOCKEY.....  We live in different times now, eh?     -thunderpout :banghead: