GOOD TIMES

I grew up in Prompton, PA. When I was a child the only area code was 717!! A lot of my clothes came from the thrift store & Kmart. If you had a pool or a trampoline you were the KING of the block, otherwise you went to the public pool or played in a sprinkler to stay cool. Eating out at a restaurant was a huge deal that only happened for very special occasions.
Fast food was a bologna/ham or pb&j sandwich to take outside in the yard. Eating ice cream was a treat on a hot day. You took your school clothes off as soon as you got home and put on your play clothes. We had to do our homework before being allowed outside to play.
We ate dinner as a family. We went to school everyday. Our phone hung on the wall in the kitchen and had a long cord. There were no private conversations or cell phones!
We played Mother May I, Basketball, tackle football, 1,2,3 Not It, Red Light Green Light, Red Rover, Hide & Seek, Truth or Dare, Tag, Kick Ball, Dodgeball, and rode bikes. The girls I knew were as rough as the boys in our neighborhood. We went through tunnels to see where they would lead us. We used to go flying off our scooters and bikes from going too fast.
Staying in the house was a punishment. The only thing we knew about being “bored” was “You better find something to do before I find it for you!” We ate what mom made for dinner or we ate nothing at all.
There was no bottled water so we drank from the tap or the water hose (warm) at any house in the neighborhood.
We watched cartoons on Saturday mornings. We rode our bikes for hours a day and ran around in the streets until dark.
We weren’t AFRAID OF ANYTHING!! Except the neighborhood dog that we thought was gonna eat us alive when we rode or walked by. School was mandatory and teachers were people who we could TRUST and RESPECT.
We watched our MOUTHS around our elders because ALL of our Aunts, Uncles, Grandpas and Grandmas AND our Parents best friends were also our PARENTS (they COULD & WOULD WHOOP THAT ASS!) Plus, you didn’t want them telling your PARENTS if you misbehaved.WE CAME HOME WHEN THE STREET LIGHT CAME ON, we didn’t have watches or phones or internet.
These were the good ole days. Kids today will never know how it feels to be a real kid. I loved my childhood!!!
Kids these days will never understand how we grew up!!! 
GOOD TIMES
Copy & paste if this was close to your childhood… Those were The Days!!!