As I grew up in MA, anything political at all seemed to revolve around the Kennedy's.
I was a mere 10 years old in 1969. My folks did not allow me to hibernate in front of the "boob tube". We ate dinner as a family (thankfully no electronics to distract us in those days!), then watched the news as a family.
So, I was basically aware of local and world events at a pretty young age..... but since so much revolved around the Kennedy's, I am Still tired of hearing the name.
Holy Cow, post: 447388, member: 50 wrote: [USER=53]@Stephen Johnson[/USER]
Restricted license in 67, full license in 69. Had already decided I was not going to date any local girls. Didn't matter if she was going to be a movie star, she was to be avoided. Hook up with a local gal and you hook up with her entire family. No thanks. Found wife #1 from 125 miles distant. Wife #2 grew up nearly 600 miles distant. Never dated anyone who lived less than 25 miles from my house. That comes in especially handy when dating four at the same time.
Didn't do 4 at a time. Did 3 in my early 30's between #1 and #2. #1 was from 175 miles away, #2 was from 600 miles and #3 was from 175 miles. This last one has stuck with me for 20 years. I may have found a keeper.
That was a time when you saw the news that was happening in a public, courthouse, jail or event kind of place, most of the time it was being shown in real time with no delay.
My family never ran me out of the room for anything on TV and my mom did cover my eyes a few times thru the years like when one young lady decide to shed her clothes and nude wade thru the fountains at the Texas State Fair in the early 1960s.
Got a hardship license in 1967 and was handed the keys to a 1950 Chevy four door with a teardrop back panel sedan.
That elevated me into near super hero status in a small dirt street town in NE Texas.
Sometimes, it was hard to count all the bodies crowded into the back seat that were escaping the dreaded bus ride home.
I'd ease on toward the house each afternoon and a call to stop would come from the crowd and out would go one or more, usually thru an open window to avoid having to squeeze the door shut again and probably losing a needed book or paper for homework.
If I were to even try to single out one girl to talk to around school there would be penalties to bear for me and her from our peers, so I never ask anyone out from my school.
Yep, I crossed school zones and kept everyone in the dark, was much safer that way.
Every old man I've ever met had a Kennedy story to tell.
