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When I Was A Kid


Sure enjoyed the Etch-A-Sketch.

 

And Play-Doh. It was cool to put it on the color Sunday funnies, lift and an exact duplicate would be on your piece of doh.


This was where we went to school in Seaton.  It no longer exists.


The neighborhood was shocked when Mr. Wilson died on Dennis the Menace.


Sugar Crisp and later, Super Sugar Crisp kept us gyrating all day.


Where we played ball.


My math skills were legion and still the stuff of jokes in the family.


My favorite toy as a kid.  The windshield wipers even worked.  I'd take it on car trips and imitate the driver.



                         This is a picture of the inside of a corn crib, like my Uncle had.  Sure did a lot of work in these in high school.  Uncle Ed had a corn sheller so he travelled around helping local farmers empty their cribs.  I was his grunt.  

Other kid stuff:

1. "Say the Sammy Snake Sound."
2.  New shoes at school meant everyone sang a song and you walked down the aisles so everyone could see them.  Since I was a twin two of us did the new-shoe walk.
3.  Canasta
4.  One Christmas morning we were awakened by the sounds of bells from our new bright red bicycles. 
5.  Leota Mehan, our town's babysitter
6.  Grabbing crawdads at the two creeks going through town
7.  Sitting at the park after our softball games
8.  Church plays at Christmas
9.  Camp Seataga
10. Four-Square at youth meetings
11. the Peace sign on the road out by Bertleson's
12. Mrs. Fair, Ms. Anderson, the Zentmyres
13.  The Mad Chicken at the grain Elevator
14.  Archie, Magic and Sam
15.  Real M-80s and real Cherry bombs
16.  Marcia's pet monkey
17. Mike Miller and his balls
18.  Johnny Midnight
19. Hootay-Hoo and Scaboo! Miss you Bill
20.  Roy in the box
21. OVCC Tiki Bar
22. Bunker Hill and his Valiant
23. Attack of the Crab Monsters
24. Building models in the basement
25.  Wrecking the car door
26.  "This is Howard Cosell Speaking Of Sports"
27.  HS Bomb Threat
28. Grade school upstairs fire exit
29. Rollie Reed
30.  Steep
31.  Orange and White Buick that caught on fire
32. Lil Bit of Heaven

...As Was Growing Up In Seaton.
            

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