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By: linda

linda — Sun, 26 Apr 2009 16:22:44 +0000

I remember cherry cokes and slow-boy (candy that was as hard as a rock and you sucked for hours!) Wow!

I was twelve and needed/wanted/had to have a bra (training bra). I still do not know what I had to train except my raging hormones. Boys were central in my life. Spin the bottle and train. Oh what fun. Giggles, tears and fears that my parents would really know what I was thinking. By the end of the 60′s I was married. What a difference a decade made.

Thanks for taking me back to those times. I would do it again if I had the knowledge and sophistication I have now.

By: Barbara

Barbara — Sat, 25 Apr 2009 18:37:19 +0000

I remember Tootsie Rolls. They are still my favorite guilty pleasure candy today.

And, I remember my first kiss – that other guilty pleasure. Oh, the innocence, sitting on a bench under the windmill at the North Eastham Town Square at the annual July 4th Celebration. I was so tentative, he was a little less so, but then “I was 16, he was 17″.

Both are memories that I treasure, thanks for the opportunity to call them up!

By: Margie

Margie — Sat, 25 Apr 2009 06:33:39 +0000

Loved those cherry phosphates, pixie stix, wax cokes and lips, and candy cigarettes, smokey joes, waxing (pun intended) nostalgic. I was too young and too ignorant to know what to do with myself with a boy! Never had that “talk” with my mother, she was too embarrassed, and left that to the school. I had to invite my crush to a rainbow girls ball. I was so scared that i ran from the car into the house forcing a G’nite with a terrified smile to my poor friend. Good grief! Then came college, and i still didn’t have a clue, and wound up on a few date rapes before I learned to say buzz off. Then came cigarettes, pot, mescaline, magic mushrooms, peyote, cocaine. Zilches. Do you remember zilches? Winto-green life savers crunched open mouthed in the dark? It is a wonder we survived it all. I can smile still, now quite straight, having survived it all. I don’t think i would if I had been young today!

By: Kat

Kat — Sat, 25 Apr 2009 05:42:44 +0000

Boy do I remember THAT, Gail Only we city girls did it at the drive-in movie. Woo Hoo! Only got caught once by the rent-a-cop. Was scared to death my parents would find out. they never did. or, did they??? – Kat

By: Gail

Gail — Sat, 25 Apr 2009 04:25:01 +0000

That was quite a walk down memory lane. Another one triggered by recollections from that era: PARKING. Where I grew up — waaaay out in the country, teenage couples would find a very dark and distant road — usually unpaved — to park ‘n neck. More than once a boyfriend and I came close to having the car stuck in the mud. With the fear of breaking curfew looming large, he’d spin the wheels trying to get out and dig us into an even deeper hole. When he’d finally extricate the car and us from the mud hole, I’d be relieved. Another narrow escape. Amongst teens, this phrase was also accompanied by a huge sigh of relief when menstruation showed up on time. Those were the days, oh yes those were the days.

By: admin

admin — Sat, 25 Apr 2009 03:15:33 +0000

Thanks, Jan! We sure did live through a sexual revolution that difficult to understand today. I loved your “Donna Reed” (with that gawd awful high hair) and “flower children” comparison. wow. How true! – Kat

By: Jan Orner

Jan Orner — Fri, 24 Apr 2009 23:01:49 +0000

Those were the days, simple and sweet. We were all exploring but seemed like we were the only one not sure what to do about the opposite sex.

We started the 60s with Donna Reed and ended the 60s with flower children in San Francisco.

Talk about the sexual revolution.

By: admin

admin — Fri, 24 Apr 2009 20:52:28 +0000

Thanks, J! Fabulous to get a man’s perspective. We girls had NO idea that you were feeling so awkward. We were just trying hard to be soooo cool. And we, too, worried: what if he tries to kiss me? Will I do it right? What do I do if he puts his arm around me? It’s so refreshing to hear the guy’s side of it all. -Kat

By: J

Fri, 24 Apr 2009 20:45:41 +0000

Yes, all of the candies and goodies brought back memories. I would add the soda fountain with cherry and lime cokes to that list. Sugar filled or not, they are great memories.

The memories of early semi-sexual encounters could perhaps be ranked in a less comfortable category. As a man,, between the ages of 12 and 16, I was one big walking hormone with not a clue as to how to express or even relate to the feelings I was having or the physical responses that were suddenly showing up at the most inapproprate times in my body.

Should I try to put my arm around her? Maybe if I just drop it behind her seat in the movie theater and then bring it up slowly she won’t know, until she’s already okay with it, that it’s there.

Should I try to touch her hand? But my hand is so sweaty. Is it time to try to kiss her? But what if she rejects my kiss? That would be worse than trying to kiss her at all.

No matter what, I’d better lean way forward as I am getting up off the sofa in her living room and turn away quickly so she does not spot what is going on down there.

Yes those were more awkward times. But the memories are great whether they were loaded with sugar or discomfort.

Thanks for bringing them back!