Been there, Done that

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[Lochloosa]

1. Yep.

[nuxvomica]

2. I'd ride my bike to Lenny's market

Carrying soda bottles so I could get the deposit to buy comic books. Lenny's was about the size of a prison cell but it had everything, like a bodega. I remember my shock when comics went from ten to twelve cents. Next to Lenny's was a store that sold penny candy that looked like an old-fashioned parlor and the candy was displayed on wooden tables with glass covers, like a fancy jewelry store. It was overseen by a stern, gray-haired woman who disliked children and would tell you to leave if you hung around too long without buying something.

[AllaN01Bear]

5. couldnt even touch those prices today.

sounded like a fun time i remember going to 7-11 and getting slurpies and sweet tarts . ohm myyy.

[OldBaldy1701E]

3. Don't be jealous. Be angry.

One day go and ask your parents why they raised you in the manner you are inferring. Get them to explain why you were kept in a glass dome your entire life.

Then, sit back and enjoy all the wind that will be coming your way. Because most parents won't tell the truth about why they are so very over-protective.

It is because they were terrified thanks to advertising. They were told all kinds of crap to get them to buy things. And they believed every single 'fact' that was thrown out there, without taking five seconds to find out if the 'facts' were indeed true. I recall the nineties, when people were having conniption fits about crime and so on. A brave person (who was also a single mother) started pointing out that crime statistics are falling and the level of 'threat' that was continuously being thrown about was not as bad as it was being presented. The freaking corporations had a major meltdown over this person and did everything they could to discredit and ruin her growing presence. They simply refused to believe that the reality of crime in the country did not align with their desire to suck more money from people over things that they really did not need, so the corporations decided to lie about so that they could make some numbers.

It was the Fed that kept blowing their attempts to scare people into giving them money. They were the ones who gathered and kept the data on this topic. Today, they don't do that as much as they used to.

I wonder why.

[tanyev]

4. A paper bag full of candy for a dime? Sweetie, that was a lot earlier than the 60s.

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7. not in my town of 2500 people who knew when you took a dump or scratched your balls

[tanyev]

8. Really? I grew up in a small town, too (5000), and rode my bike to a convenience store

to get candy. I don’t think it was a 7-11, but it was basically the same as a 7-11. My go-tos were giant Sweetarts, a big rectangular slab of green apple bubble gum and Reese’s cups. Rock candy was very popular at the time, but I never saw the point after trying it once. Oh, and bubble gum cigarettes if I was feeling a little rebellious.

To be fair, by the time I was old enough to do this all by myself it was the early 70s. But the only place I’ve ever seen the kind of candy store I associate with a paper bag full of candy for a dime, is in old movies and tv shows.

[pbmus]

9. my go to was a woolworth 5 & 10, this picture is a much newer store

[LogDog75]

6. Ysp, been there, done that

My father was in the Navy and was stationed at Millington NAS , TN in the early 60s. We'd ride our bikes all around the base. There was a Ben Franklin five-and-dime store about a mile from the base. Innstead of having to ride to the front gate to leave and then ride back in that direction, we'd "sneak" off the base. In the corner of the base by the base housing there was a hole dug under the chain link fence we'd crawl through and then walk to the store to spend our allowance.

Also, in base housing, there were two large, open fields where we'd play baseball and football and generally play most of the day. Our parents would have to go to the fields and call us to come home for dinner and after dinner we'd go back outside and play there until they called us in to go to bed.

It's a shame today's parents schedule and control their kids playtime instead of letting them be kids and make their own game rules.