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I remember when:

Coffee was a dime. Cigarettes in a machine were .25. Gas was .15 Collecting Coke bottles for a couple days worth of gas. Going to the neighbors house to watch Disneyland in color. Going house to house to collect money from my paper route. Seeing Credence, Sly and the family Stone , Santana at highschool dances.
 
I remember runner sleds growing up in Alaska and laying on your stomach 6 inches off the ground or whatever and sledding down our long street that was downhill your eyes watering from going fast in the cold , do they still makes those things ???
My elementary school had a couple inner tube runs that produced at least 1 casualty a week!
 
I remember when I first started elk hunting 20 years ago:
  1. Physical location in the field was determined by a topo map with UTM gridlines, UTM coordinates from a GPS, and a blade of grass pointing to an approximate location on the map. (No cell phones, no satellite imagery)
  2. Mobile mapping services and applications did not exist. You want to travel across the USA to go hunt in another state? Get a gazeteer and figure it out. (No mapquest, google maps, apple maps).
  3. The SPOT device did not exist. (Just drove into town, made a call from a pay phone in an actual booth to say everything was ok.)
  4. My first NR Idaho archery elk hunt was in 2006. Purchased tag online the first week of August and was hunting a few weeks later. If a NR filled their tag with the bow in Idaho and there were tags left over they could purchase a second tag and fill that one too.
  5. Some states only had paper applications - nothing was online.
  6. Wyoming did not have a preference point system for deer, elk, or antelope. The first several years WY implemented such a system, a GEN elk tag could be drawn as a second choice.
  7. Wyoming and other states did not realize what a ponzi-scheme-cash-cow they could create with preference points and application fees.
  8. The best units in many states could be drawn with very few points.
  9. Point creep - as we know it today - did not exist.
  10. YouTube did not exist. (If one wanted to watch an elk hunting video, they purchased a DVD.)
  11. Paid shill "Influencers" did not exist.
  12. Podcasts did not exist.
  13. Many of today's "higher-end" hunting clothing companies did not exist: First Lite, Stone Glacier, Kuiu
  14. The higher-end backpack's of the day were Badlands (warranty-central!), Mystery Ranch (no load lifters!), and Kifaru. Again, many of today's offerings did not exist.
  15. It was uncommon to come across another hunter while in the field.
  16. Eastman's Hunting Journal and Eastman's Bowhunting Journal were about the only sources for information on hunting "out west".
  17. I didn't sound like a "get off my lawn" type of guy!
 
I remember the school principal using a flat bat to persuade me to behave better at school and when you got home you sure didn't tell your parents about it or it just meant another attitude adjustment was coming.
I married a city girl who didn't even know what a party telephone line was and you had to know which ring combination was ours. I didn't know there were private phone lines as a kid. I guess that shows age and maybe a certain level of 'country hickness' as well.
 
I remember the school principal using a flat bat to persuade me to behave better at school and when you got home you sure didn't tell your parents about it or it just meant another attitude adjustment was coming.
I married a city girl who didn't even know what a party telephone line was and you had to know which ring combination was ours. I didn't know there were private phone lines as a kid. I guess that shows age and maybe a certain level of 'country hickness' as well.
My mom worked at the school. “Double jeopardy” was a common occurrence.
 
I remember printing stuff off for my mom who was a school teacher on a mimeograph.

I remember when our "influencers" were our mentors, fathers, uncles, grandfathers, mothers etc, not some unknown dude on the internet.

Yep. Was my after school job while waiting to go home. Cleaning erasers and making copies.
 
  • Collecting lemons from yards to exchange for candy at the local conveince / gas station. Collecting cans and bottles for recycle coins.
  • Green machine and radio flyer downhill racing.
  • Principle's "aerodynamic" paddle. Holes drilled through to allow air to pass left circular welts and paddles snapping as teachers considered it a valued behavioral device.
  • Buzzed kids at school - buddy's father veterinarian. He swiped syringe and we injected oranges with vodka.
  • Mongoose and BMX racing led to 125cc 2 stroke "Crusty Demons of Dirt" and into Honda CBR Hurricane 1000cc rice rockets.
  • Newspaper regarding rear dock area of KMart "vandalized" (waterbased paint): Bunch of us had a major blast as PMI Bushmaster paint guns became the latest rage.
  • Out of control "kegger" h.s. parties at house. Ladies free, guys $5. Sacred heart leaflets distributed via g/f. and "Briggs Pigs" repeatedly showed to break up our right to fight to party! Haha! Crazy to think i became a "Briggs Pig" (Deputy) as an adult and.... rest is history.
The good days of being a kid.
 
I remember the school principal using a flat bat to persuade me to behave better at school and when you got home you sure didn't tell your parents about it or it just meant another attitude adjustment was coming.
I married a city girl who didn't even know what a party telephone line was and you had to know which ring combination was ours. I didn't know there were private phone lines as a kid. I guess that shows age and maybe a certain level of 'country hickness' as well.
the good ol days. I had some personal introductions to my principal as well. He never called your parents to ask if or tell your were getting paddled.

I also member when you screwed around at your friends house or visa versa whatever dad it was spanked every kid there. I had a few 'line em up boys". Best one was when we all decided it was a great idea to shoot our BB guns from my buddies front yard across the street at targets, between cars. And we all hunted and 100% new how to handle guns. Clearly it left an impression on my mind and a depression on by ass.
 
I'm not a fan of litter while hunting. That said, a, "cool!" find when I come across an old Coors/other along some old, overgrown logging road or old broke down cabin. I check it out and yes, unfortunate for our environment, I leave it. Figure others would also gain a smile and memorable moment. Once found a crimped cylindrically tapered top Schlitz "Sunshine Vitamin D" Beer can. That traveled back with me.
 
I remember buying my first new car, a 1971 Chevy Vega for $2100. My dream car was a Corvette, and they had an orange one on the showroom floor but the sticker was $5499. NO WAY I COULD AFFORD THAT !! My bi-weekly take home salary was $92 as a new recruit with the Police Dept.
 
...a case of Coors cost $4 @ Mary's Market and the cops would pull us over and confiscate them,regularly.
 
I remember having a rotary phone on a party line.
Walking to the local gas station with a gallon milk jug and filling it for under 30 cents to run my mini bike.
I remember when Pennsylvania didn’t offer doe tags.
My dad would send me for a pack of cigarettes with a dollar and I could get myself a coke and a popsicle and give him back change.
 
1st car was $125, 1963 Falcon wagon.
1st truck was $250, 1954 Chevy with a 1953 GMC flatbed/corner window model thrown in.
1st home was $12k for 10 ac with small house and a well. Place sold for $12mil 2 years ago.
 
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