Read the note.
They’re playing a game called Battling Tops. I’ll do a separate post on that.
(Photo via Look-Around Lounge)
Surveying the Gen X landscape and the origins of geek
Read the note.
They’re playing a game called Battling Tops. I’ll do a separate post on that.
(Photo via Look-Around Lounge)
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That kid was pimp. Crash and dash…
I think the kid in the v-neck really is a pimp. Look at those styles!
Weird. I actually got the creeps from reading that note. What kind of kid mysteriously appears at a b-day party unannounced?
Kinda sounds like a premise for a horror movie. What if it turned out the kid was a ghost? What if you were looking at the picture and the kid turned around and his face was some crazy skull or some total “grudge” looking pale kid face with black eyes? OoooEEEEeeeoooOOO (creepy ’50s horror movie sound)
That’s the thing, though. It was a funny story to the mom writing the note, not a scary one. That’s what’s changed. A neighborhood used to be a big family. Now it’s just a word that tells us what our zip code is.
I hear that. Is it just me, or is harder for kids to make friends with other neighborhood kids these days? Back in my day, it was like, all the neighborhood kids played with each other. They either made pilgrimages to each other’s houses and rode bikes together, or even just dropped by randomly and said, “Can Joe Kid come out and play?”
From my experience these days, we run into lots of kids my son’s age (6-7 yrs. old) that live right around the block or something, but then we hardly ever see them again. And it’s not quite the same thing these days for a neighbor to just drop by and ask if so-and-so can come out and play, right? Or is that just my neighborhood?
It’s every neighborhood, unless you live in a small town (do those still exist?). I don’t even know the name of anyone in my apartment building.
The middle class has literally eroded. There used to be a wider support structure, the proverbial “village.” That’s gone. I’m writing a long article on this, actually. It should go up this summer.
Age 5 in 1969? I could have been that kid!
Not that I WAS, mind you. 🙂