I Was a Wild Child in the 60s

wild children of the 60s



Back in the 60’s we were all wild childs…

We rode bikes without a helmet

We rode in cars with no seat belts nor airbags

We sat in the front seat of cars with no restraints or piled up in the back of a station wagon



We lived in apartments with lead paint

We rode our bikes across town, (just had to be in before dark)

We drank from garden hoses

We drank from dirty water fountains

We chewed gum all day then wrapped it in paper for the next day

We ate candy from the necks of other people



We didn’t wash our hands after playing in dirt – spit was our antibacterial hand sanitizer

We hit kids in the head with Dodge Balls

We climbed ropes without protection



We ate what was put in front of us and didn’t complain otherwise we got smacked in the mouth

We played in rusted out cars, taxis, and vacant railroad trains



We inhaled 2nd hand smoke from our parents and drank from their glasses

We shared everything – clothes, shoes, and bathtub water

We had the front door key to let ourselves in with no fear of being snatched


second hand smoke in the 50s


Man, we were some wild childs back in the 60’s – how did we manage to stay alive?


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Career Choices Made In Childhood



“What do you want to be when you grow up?”  


Who hasn’t asked or been asked that question at least once in their lifetime? Besides “an astronaut” or a “super hero” response, do you remember what you wanted to be when you grew up?


childhood career choices


I don’t know when or who planted the seed in my head about wanting to become a teacher, but for as long as I can remember I always wanted to be one. So after graduating from high school, I headed off to college where I received a BS Degree in Elementary Education from Delaware State College in 1983.  

I even had a job offer before the last semester to teach third grade at McIllvaine Elementary School in Camden-Wyoming, Delaware…however, I only taught for one year.


teacher and students in the 3rd grade


A few weeks ago, I read an article in the local paper about how most students spend their lives preparing for one thing: getting a job.  

Unemployment among college grads has been on the decline in the past decade, but finding a job or career within their major is another story.  Finding a job in the field of their degree is getting harder, no matter what it is.  

Click this link to read the entire article.  


It’s stressful and frustrating when you are searching for a job in your field and can’t find one, especially if it’s your childhood dream.

Reading this article started me thinking about my childhood career choice, would I have chosen a different major or what if anything would I have done differently during my years at Delaware State (College) University


Graduation Photo


My childhood dream was to teach school because I enjoyed giving lessons to my sister and reading to my cousins, I even stole books from the library so that I could create one at home.  I would have my sister and cousins sign out the library cards and everything – sorry William B. Ward Elementary School!


checking out a library book



elementary school pic

I lived my dream, but for only one short year, it wasn’t because I didn’t enjoy it because I loved teaching, it was the salary…$12,145 annually.  

Even back then, that wasn’t enough money to cover all of my expenses.  After paying rent on a two bedroom apartment that my sister and I shared and a car payment on a car that didn’t have air conditioning, I couldn’t afford to buy food and had to eat most meals at my grandmother’s house.


Delaware State University logo

Hubby and I had a conversation about our career choices and reasons for attending college, I even found my college transcripts.  Looking at those transcripts I realized that I had received one “D” and that it was given by a professor that both he and I had and the subject was Media.  Ironic huh….

This was a required class for students seeking a degree in Elementary Education.  Thinking back on it now, learning how to load a projector with a reel of tape wasn’t hard, it was just boring so I never learned how to properly do it…fast forward 34 years…does anyone even remember this?



projector on a cart


Anywho, after teaching for just one year, I left and moved back to New York where I was eventually hired by IBM and then subsequently laid off after 20 years.  I don’t regret this decision, but sometimes hubby reminds me that had I stayed in the field of education I would have probably been an administrator, retired and now be receiving a nice pension.  

However, I remind him that had I stayed, I would probably never have met and married him, nor had our two great sons or soon be heading back into a classroom to teach adults how to build a blog starting in September!   Woohoo!



I will admit that I have come full circle and like my college roommate and fellow blogger said, “that’s a sign of completion!”

Let’s Chat:  Did you grow up to be what you always wanted to be?



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Wayback Wednesday – Memories from Mt. Vernon

Today’s Wayback Wednesday are memories from my childhood when we lived in Mt. Vernon, NY.  Every year on Saturday before Easter, my grandmother would have all the grandkids over to her apartment so she could make sure we were ready to go to church on Sunday morning.
She didn’t want any excuses from our parents so she kept us all overnight which was fun for us, but pretty exhausting for her.
Mama would run the bath water, squirt in a little dishwashing liquid and sometimes bathed us two at a time; she would put a hot iron on the open flame on the stove to straighten my cousin’s hair which was slathered with Royal Crown hair grease that had the apartment smelling like a hair salon.

All of us were first cousins and all girls, all except one boy, Christopher who I am sure didn’t mind being part of a group of girls, he was so young that it really didn’t matter.  Most of the time two sisters from each family were grouped together in pairs and our names were always called together:
Robynn and Loretta;
Toni and Gloria;
Brenda and Belinda.
Unfortunately, each of us has lost a sister who is now all resting in Heavenly Peace
Loretta, Gloria, and Belinda

My grandmother would have us wearing dresses with itchy crinoline petticoats (not Christopher) lacy socks and patent leather shoes.  If it was a chilly day, we wore pastel colored polyester coats and white gloves…oh and once I even had a fancy muff…those were the days.
We would head to church walking like baby chicks behind our grandmother and be there all day, participating in Sunday School, Morning Service, the afternoon Easter Program ending with dinner in the downstairs dining hall.
My grandmother would take us back to her apartment to remove our fancy Sunday duds to return us to our parents in the clothes that we wore the day before…Mama didn’t play that.  How I miss those days!

“Money Earning Mt. Vernon”as the city in West Chester County New York was affectionately known was also home to many famous actors and musicians including:
Denzel Washington
Art Carney
Dick Clark
Tami Roman
Michael Imperioli
Heavy D
I have many other memories of my childhood in Mt. Vernon, including playing outside in junked cars pretending to drive and learning how to kiss using a wall but that’s another post for another day.
Do you have any childhood memories that you wish to share?