I have a theory... most everyone chooses the decade in which they attended high school.
Ew! That was the late 70's for me. What a dismal decade for hair and clothing. The music was pretty good, though, except of course
Afternoon Delight (shudder)... And muscle cars really came into their own. The 70-72 models were the best.
Maybe the 60's before all the craziness. Growing up on a farm in a small Southern Indiana town, my sister and I had no idea we weren't rich. My brothers were older and had probably figured it out, but knew better than to tell us - the wrath of Mom, you know.
Random memories:
- a country general store where we would return bottles to buy candy.
- a one-room schoolhouse about a quarter of a mile from my house. My oldest brother actually went to first grade there. Then it became our community center.
- attending the public elementary school where the Christmas play was the Nativity.
- making 'houses' by trampling down the wheat in the field next to our house.
- getting our behinds spanked for trampling down the wheat in the field next to our house...
- jumping from the rafters in the barn into the bins of soybeans.
- getting our behinds spanked for jumping from the rafters in the barn into the bins of soybeans... (yeah, I know, maybe it was cute the first time...)
- going into town and shopping on Main Street.
- sitting in the breeze-way at my Aunt Mary's house, watching our neighbors drive by - and waving at everybody, of course.
- fried chicken, gravy, mashed potatoes, and corn EVERY Sunday for dinner.
- going to pick up my grandma on Christmas Eve and - would you believe it - every single year Santa would bring our presents while we were picking her up!
- ABC, NBC, and CBS - and that's all.
- ice skating on the little pond across the road - without ice skates; that's what socks are for.
- coming in out of the snow and sitting on a furnace vent and talking to my sister in the other room through the vent.