Today will be a fun question. We’ll ask you “Remember when?….” and you’ll fill in the rest. Please keep it politics free, and keep it nice.
We’ll start. Remember when….Chuck E. Cheese was located where Old Navy is currently located in the Willows Shopping Center in Concord?
Remember when…you can ride in the back of the pickup’s bed.
Remember when seeing the Cowell Smokestack meant that you were almost home.
I remember sitting on my boat fishing in Suisun Bay & always seeing the Cowell Smokestack.
Easy to judge where everything else was by using that point as reference.
And you knew who you were then,
Girls were girls and men were men,
Mister we could use a man
Like Ronald Reagan again.
Didn’t need no welfare state,
Everybody pulled his weight.
Our 2+2 Mustang ran great.
Those were the days.
Remember when you could leave your house to play with friends and just had to be home when the street lights came on? No cell phones, just outside play
Remember when people would dress up to go downtown?
People were embarrassed to be on public assistance
Remember when People understood Good Character values and strived to be of Good Character?
Remember when California was an affordable state to live in.
Remember when people could disagree and still remain civil to each other.
People dressed up for airline flights.
And they were served real food on the flight.
I remember that!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y2mN988HTtM
And they could smoke in-flight!
Yech.
Remember when you could go barefoot just about anywhere in the summer and the soles of your feet would cure up like leather? I remember catching tadpoles in Mitchell Creek (more water then), putting them in big pickle jars and watching them turn into little toads. We’d watch them rest on wood floats, then let them go back at the creek when they were big enough.
you could get ice cream at Thrifty’s for 25 cents??
Yes, I do! And I also remember when it was 10 cents at Thrifty in Rheem Valley in 1973.
It was 25 cents for a triple scoop at the Thrifty across from Heather Farms. We’d scrounge change from under Dad’s recliner, ride our bikes to the store, buy a triple scoop, and then play at the park. Fun times.
Your mom let you lick the beaters?
When you stopped for a fill-up, the attendant pumped your gas, checked your oil and washed your windshield. No tip!
This is the way still done in Central America.
I just liked jumping on the rubber hose to ring the bell!
Wow……I’ve done that. Easy to do at our very small town Mobil station. Kids today have no idea what you’re talking about.
Remember when the Walnut Festival mattered and the carnival was held at Civic Park. Also, remember when there was a baseball field (with lights) on Broadway, right across the street from the police station.
Clayton was a smaller town and you had to drive down Main Street past Skipolini’s and the eucalyptus grove to get to Marsh Creek Road? At least you can still drive down Main Street and go to Skipolini’s on your way to Marsh Creek Road.
Remember when…Oakhurst was fields, drinking out of hoses, baseball in the street and everyone’s moms scolded everyone’s kids…no one was safe, yet everyone was!