Beautiful! We all have our ‘Athens’. Those of us over forty, at least.
10 thoughts on ““A Childhood in Athens””
My wife has her birthday today. 53. But she can’t eat the cake she’s on diet.
I remember playing Cowboys and Indians, Cops and Robbers, and especially Klingons and Federation. All with our trusty 6 shooter fingers.
Judge Jeanine and this post on Old time freedom-(bare feet and BB guns)(-:
Too GOOD– CR!!
C-CS
God i remember those days,barefoot to school,pinching fruit from the local orchard,unlocked doors,safety at night.somehow it never rained,well not to my memory at least.Lastly great music,great cars great times.Boy did my generation stuff things up.
Using half-sticks of gelignite to blow out tree stumps…..shooting sparrows in the backyard to feed a pet hawk…and driving too fast. Summer lasted forever, didn’t it?
We used to have BB gun battles wearing masks and heavy coats in Huntington, West Virginia in 1950s…good training for future Vietnam War Infantrymen in the 1960s.
I don’t remember the police or parents being interested as small boys attacked the wooded hills full or “Germans” and “Japs” who fought until the last BB was fired.
Nope. Both had more commonsense in those days, Ronbo.
We disappeared come first light in the Summer not to be seen around the house again until just after sundown everyday.Mom never worried,Dad didn’t care so long as no chores were missed.
We fished twice a week,once three days,the other four.We ran with kids the parents of which or parents didn’t even know.We thought the world would never end and paid more attention to the lives of the small creatures we had around us. I miss freedom.
My wife has her birthday today. 53. But she can’t eat the cake she’s on diet.
I remember playing Cowboys and Indians, Cops and Robbers, and especially Klingons and Federation. All with our trusty 6 shooter fingers.
Judge Jeanine and this post on Old time freedom-(bare feet and BB guns)(-:
Too GOOD– CR!!
C-CS
God i remember those days,barefoot to school,pinching fruit from the local orchard,unlocked doors,safety at night.somehow it never rained,well not to my memory at least.Lastly great music,great cars great times.Boy did my generation stuff things up.
Using half-sticks of gelignite to blow out tree stumps…..shooting sparrows in the backyard to feed a pet hawk…and driving too fast. Summer lasted forever, didn’t it?
We used to have BB gun battles wearing masks and heavy coats in Huntington, West Virginia in 1950s…good training for future Vietnam War Infantrymen in the 1960s.
I don’t remember the police or parents being interested as small boys attacked the wooded hills full or “Germans” and “Japs” who fought until the last BB was fired.
Nope. Both had more commonsense in those days, Ronbo.
We disappeared come first light in the Summer not to be seen around the house again until just after sundown everyday.Mom never worried,Dad didn’t care so long as no chores were missed.
We fished twice a week,once three days,the other four.We ran with kids the parents of which or parents didn’t even know.We thought the world would never end and paid more attention to the lives of the small creatures we had around us. I miss freedom.
The way it was back when-
http://youtu.be/9PgfQpJFYp8
“I miss freedom.”
Aye, my friend, very many of us do. Those who sneer at us for that, never knew it or never valued it.
The Tyranny of Control
http://youtu.be/tB6saZ4K_sw
Governments never learn, only people learn.
Milton Friedman
Donald Rumsfeld talking economics. (min 29,10)