hotdamnazgirl
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WIWAK I remember being bummed when we broke the needle on the record player because we couldn’t afford to get a replacement for a while. Then I remember when I finally got a RCA tape player waiting hours for the radio to play a song so I could record it with the DJ talking over the beginning of the song.
WIWAK I playing king-of-the-hill at a sandy mound at an abandoned construction site around the corner and never getting questioned by the police about it when they drove by.
WIWAK I remember going to the fair and mom giving us $5.00 and tell us to meet her back at the entrance in 4 hours.
WIWAK my brother and I stayed home by ourselves after school when he was 8 and I was 6 until mom got home from work and no one saw that as child neglect.
WIWAK, we made spaceships out of cardboard boxes and had epic adventures.
WIWAK, if there wasn’t room in the car, the little kid would have to lay down in the back windshield area on car trips (no seatbelts or car seats).
WIWAK I road my bike a mile to the Pigley Wigley to buy candy, kites, soda, etc without parental supervision.
WIWAK you had to go to the movie theater to see a movie or wait until it was old and was shown on TV during the “family hour”.
WIWAK, there was no “time out”, good parenting meant you got a spanking when you did something wrong (no one counted either [1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – 5] to give you an opportunity to correct yourself before the spanking).
WIWAK I remember being bummed when we broke the needle on the record player because we couldn’t afford to get a replacement for a while. Then I remember when I finally got a RCA tape player waiting hours for the radio to play a song so I could record it with the DJ talking over the beginning of the song.
WIWAK I playing king-of-the-hill at a sandy mound at an abandoned construction site around the corner and never getting questioned by the police about it when they drove by.
WIWAK I remember going to the fair and mom giving us $5.00 and tell us to meet her back at the entrance in 4 hours.
WIWAK my brother and I stayed home by ourselves after school when he was 8 and I was 6 until mom got home from work and no one saw that as child neglect.
WIWAK, we made spaceships out of cardboard boxes and had epic adventures.
WIWAK, if there wasn’t room in the car, the little kid would have to lay down in the back windshield area on car trips (no seatbelts or car seats).
WIWAK I road my bike a mile to the Pigley Wigley to buy candy, kites, soda, etc without parental supervision.
WIWAK you had to go to the movie theater to see a movie or wait until it was old and was shown on TV during the “family hour”.
WIWAK, there was no “time out”, good parenting meant you got a spanking when you did something wrong (no one counted either [1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – 5] to give you an opportunity to correct yourself before the spanking).
