tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post1396124333165539123..comments2024-02-15T11:11:39.184-05:00Comments on The Soap Bar: The Kids Who Survived The 1930s, 40s, 50s, 60s & 70sJoanna Schmidthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815987559964160910noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-65796236452631988332013-05-30T15:14:37.620-04:002013-05-30T15:14:37.620-04:00This last comment is so angry.... doesn't surp...This last comment is so angry.... doesn't surprise me it was left anonymously. Brave....? Not so much<br />Joanna Schmidthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02815987559964160910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-12535586155752796122012-09-06T00:20:39.332-04:002012-09-06T00:20:39.332-04:00Hi. Yeah I don't expect you to let this go thr...Hi. Yeah I don't expect you to let this go through but I'm glad <br />you're reading it. <br /> <br />Why? Well let me just put it this way -- <br /> <br />YAY wow congratulations to the people who were born from 1930 - <br />1960... They ate badly and took no care of their body, but they're <br />not overweight? First off, that's a load of shit. There are plenty <br />of overweight people between the ages of 52 and 82. Perhaps most <br />of them aren't, even after the abuse they've given their bodies, <br />but is 'skinny' and 'healthy' supposed to be the same thing all of <br />a sudden? Because they're skinny, does it mean they're healthy? <br />Huh.. Gimme a break.<br /> <br />Look at all the degenerative diseases taking their toll on the <br />generation of people you're referring to. <br /> <br />Paying the price now aren't you? <br /> <br />You want to sit around and act like you guys were so "brave" and <br />all that. You're bragging about abusing your body (cause you're so <br />tough) then giving birth to a new generation of people who've done <br />nothing wrong to you. Tell me - how is that brave?<br /><br />Go on - I'll wait.<br /><br />That's right. You got shit all. Sit there and bag other generations <br />all you want but you fuckwits are the ones that are all dying from <br />cancer and heart disease and diabetes -all that shit -- and so you <br />should be if you agree with this condescending crap. <br /> <br />I sincerely hope this circulates back to the wankster that wrote <br />this shit in the first place because honestly, they ought to be shot.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-48278691805623265222011-01-22T21:04:28.386-05:002011-01-22T21:04:28.386-05:00I certainly do think this sums it up!I certainly do think this sums it up!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-23112812072585080162011-01-22T14:19:45.463-05:002011-01-22T14:19:45.463-05:00CREATIVITY RULED.
And, yes, playing outside and no...CREATIVITY RULED.<br />And, yes, playing outside and not wanting to be inside.<br />Now - electronics, computers, television and instant gratification.Teresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00687663114730305984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-81803596048335925442011-01-21T23:00:29.765-05:002011-01-21T23:00:29.765-05:00How fabulous & oh so very true! Thanks for sh...How fabulous & oh so very true! Thanks for sharing it!LongLeafSoapshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08479234235881723620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-15218477326972229432011-01-21T15:13:39.409-05:002011-01-21T15:13:39.409-05:00"always outside playing" Oh absolutely...."always outside playing" Oh absolutely. And in summertime we stayed out till midnight because it was light outside and all the other kids were out playing too. No one was worried. And we had no tv when I was a kid. Good old days :) Very good old days:DAmbrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08168612636448560475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-10912639841087776982011-01-21T15:00:13.921-05:002011-01-21T15:00:13.921-05:00oh yes!
-Smelling ditto papers after the teacher p...oh yes!<br />-Smelling ditto papers after the teacher passed them out to the class. I loved that smell.<br />- skate keys. those skates. Wish I had kept mine.<br />-Big wheels. I had a big old tree in front of my stoop in brooklyn and the roots lifted the concrete up, which made a perfect ramp for me, so I'd come barreling down the sidewalk cranking my little feet as fast as I could go hit that ramp, and it was always slow motion when I was catching air, and slam, all wheels touching the ground. Trick was: there was a street pole I had to avoid at the landing.<br />-penny candy. When Bazooka was 2 for a penny<br />-stoop ball<br />-drive in movies<br />- when the only thing to "passively entertain" you was the tv and that was restricted. We were creative.Joanna Schmidthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02815987559964160910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-25409454085951901882011-01-21T13:37:33.357-05:002011-01-21T13:37:33.357-05:00Ahhh...yes! Those indeed were the good ole days......Ahhh...yes! Those indeed were the good ole days...<br /><br />Riding our big wheels with the big, fat, plastic tires.<br /><br />Playing hide and seek.<br /><br />Eating St. Joseph's baby aspirin and Luden's cherry throat drops-like candy!<br /><br />Buying grandma's cigarettes from the corner store.<br /><br />Getting scolded by your next door neighbor because your neighbors were like extended family.<br /><br />Smelling ditto papers after the teacher passed them out to the class-you couldn't read a word of it, but that smell was oh, so, intoxicating...Patrice-The Soap Seductionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15543054431096531348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-14073014465539258182011-01-21T13:36:20.906-05:002011-01-21T13:36:20.906-05:00oh wow...i'm feel all warm and fuzzy now..yes,...oh wow...i'm feel all warm and fuzzy now..yes, we survived, didn't we..it was all good, tooCocobong Soapshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07549591583801464960noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-76760640225477707272011-01-21T12:42:51.795-05:002011-01-21T12:42:51.795-05:00Late 50s early 60 for me:
Roller skates with skat...Late 50s early 60 for me:<br /><br />Roller skates with skate keys? Skating in the street, with no protective gear AND eating a Popsicle. No worries about falling and ramming the stick down our throats...<br />And riding in the backseat, swinging on the hand-rope that went across the back of the front seat?<br />Penny candy bought with money found at the corner bus stop, where sometimes someone dropped a penny? If we were lucky, it would be a nickel. Not often 'cause people would actually pick up their dropped change.<br />Mom always wore a dress, a hat with a little net veil, white gloves and lipstick when she went out. And she smoked like a chimney.<br /><br />Oh, and those little tiny vaporizers that had to be refilled every hour or so? And being rubbed down on the chest with Vicks Vapo-rub? Being given antibiotics for every little thing because Mom trusted the doctor? lol<br /><br />Thanks for the memories!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-79349330311102904952011-01-21T11:34:21.752-05:002011-01-21T11:34:21.752-05:00And do you remember on hot summer nights, our pare...And do you remember on hot summer nights, our parents left the doors open so we would get more cool air. If our moms weren't there when we got home from school, it didn't matter because the door was unlocked.Sylviehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12701660442115279150noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-1837962041650904362011-01-21T11:00:17.347-05:002011-01-21T11:00:17.347-05:00When it is all said and done, I am exceptionally l...When it is all said and done, I am exceptionally lucky to have been born in the 50s and lived through through the exciting decades which followed.<br />Miss those days!<br />Miss my terrific parents. <br />Thanks for this post.<br />xTeresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00687663114730305984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-27117013126285862642011-01-21T10:52:58.756-05:002011-01-21T10:52:58.756-05:00It's all so true! I just read it to my boys. ...It's all so true! I just read it to my boys. We are sitting in the kitchen eating bacon, eggs and real butter on our toast. We are not fat but I was thinking of switching to fake butter....maybe not now. :) I miss those days. Thanks for sharing...xoxoTam Hesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02784970277773819570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4311017639895537111.post-12674741844536591332011-01-21T10:46:30.604-05:002011-01-21T10:46:30.604-05:00Awww,those were the good ole days.Trick or treatin...Awww,those were the good ole days.Trick or treating for blocks and blocks with no adult present - making sure to fill the ginormous Halloween bag with candy. Playing hide and go seek in the dark. Selling Girl Scout cookies door to door - also without a parent in tow - yep life was good.Tierra Verde Handmade Soaphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03866119264726282977noreply@blogger.com