Let me tell you, when I was a kid...

^^^ Snortle....

 

I walk to school through 5th grade, up and down hills in Cincy. Here the kids in the back of the subdivision have mommy or daddy drive them to the front to go to school. It's flat all the way and it has side walks.

But then mine was easy compared with my dad's dodging bombs in WW2 until they moved to Austria.

 

I used to walk 2 miles each way to school, through rain, sleet, snow and heat. It was all uphill---both ways.

 

Everybody here walked to school every day and walked home for lunch, or rode their bikes. There were one room schools all over the county for the country kids. A guy on local TV had a noon program showing an episode of the Little Rascals each day. He always had a sack lunch so we'd have our lunch right along with him. At the end of the show he'd mention what his lunch would be the next day so our moms could have the same thing waiting for us.

 

Wow, I don't feel so old, anymore.

I do remember taking a sack lunch to school, once I got to old for a lunch box.

CD

 

Your're never too old for a lunchbox.:cornut:

 

Flash Gordon!

 

I got a new lunchbox every school year in elementary school. And... I can't remember what the theme was on any of them. I remember all kind of random stuff from my childhood, but cannot remember any of my lunch boxes.

CD

 

My lunch boxes were always Hot Wheels

 

My mom used to give me two bake potatoes every cold morning to put in my jacket pockets to keep my hands warm, then had to eat them for lunch.

 

I am still a kid no matter how old I get. :incazzato::lol:

 

You had potatoes ??

 

You had pockets?

 

You had clothes?

 

So, you like mashed potatoes?

 

Mashed potatoes don't go in your pockets, silly.

They go in your socks!

 

In the summer when you didn't wear a jacket, I'll bet you were double popular with the girls..... Ummm, before lunch that is...

Except for those days you carried the potatoes in the back pockets... Bet you got a lot of snickering from the girls,,,:blush2:

Presentation is everything...

 

I never went to an air conditioned school up North. It wasn't needed. But, moving to the Gulf coast of Texas, I learned a whole new definition of what hot is.

[ame="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6IUDNMlKW1U"]Africa Hot - YouTube[/ame]

CD

 

In July 1991 my wife and I spent a week in Livingston, Texas. That was the worst heat I ever experienced. It was the humidity that was the killer. Nothing like here in Tucson where it's not just dry but 'very dry'.