C'mon... let's document it, before we all forget !


I remember the 70's as the last innocent decade, the music was great, people were more compassionate and just the simpler times I enjoyed.
Growing up in the late 60's and then the 70's, growing up in a small town were you could walk to the nearest town, ride your Schwinn bike with the Banana seat without a care in the world. Living in the Country you could walk to the nearest lake, pond, stream and just enjoy the calm.
People were freindlier, the music was fun, 45's, eight tracks, disco, all the great Musicians at the time, all of that seems to be gone.
I do miss the 70's, my grade school years and friends were the best time of my life, now its alot of stress and running around. To go back to when you could just enjoy life and relax and not get ripped off, I do feel blessed that I did get to live the best part of my Life in a time which I feel was the best time of my Life.

George <>
Phoenix, AZ USA - Thursday, August 15, 2013 at 16:53:03 (EDT)

Great website! I was 8 years old in 1970, so I remember so much! Many of the things everyone has mentioned so far brought back smiles and memories. I'm just typing things as they come to mind - they aren't necessarily in chronological order. After school, we'd immediately sit down in front of the TV and turn on Channel 19 (WXIX in Cincinnati, Ohio). We'd watch a puppet show called "Larry Smith Puppets" or something like that. Then, we'd watch the Flintstones, Popeye, Ultra Man, Snuffy Smith, Gilligan's Island,and then at night, the Brady Bunch, Partridge Family, Scream-In on Channel 19 Saturday nights with the Cool Ghoul! Playing with the kids in our neighborhood until it got dark out - hearing Mom's voice calling us to come home! Putting up a tent in our backyard and camping out. Going out to eat at Frisch's and Carter's Big Burger, where you could get car hop service. Going to the Holiday Drive-In Movie Theater (it's still open!) with my Dad, Mom, and brother. Going to Kings Island the very first year it opened and every summer after that! Going to Riverfront Stadium to see a Red's game. The excitement of choosing a Halloween costume and getting the "good candy" (candy bars). One year I bit into a piece of taffy and my loose tooth came out in it - ha! Ordering a K-Tel record album off the TV called "Summer of '72" - I'm sure my Dad still has that among all of the records we collected. Getting the Saturday Night Fever album, the first Foreigner album, the first Boston album. The Steve Miller Band song "Jungle Love" and the Eagles "Life in the Fast Lane. I actually went to an ELO (Electric Light Orchestra concert at Riverfront Coliseum where Hall & Oates were the opening act. I had the earth shoes, flared pants, and the shirts with the puffy sleeves with really wide collars. I remember those Wacky Package stickers, too - my cousins collected them and my aunt and uncle actually let them stick them all over their refrigerator! We'd watch (and I still do to this day) the Charlie Brown specials and Rudolph...when those shows came on, you knew the holidays were near! I had a huge crush on Jack Wild of HR Pufinstuf and bought Tiger Beat and "16" magazines hoping he would be in each issue. In the summer, the book mobile would come down our street and stop in front of our house - all the neighborhood kids would get on and pick out books! I could go on and on, but thanks for the opportunity to share some of my memories!

Jennifer Sweet
USA - Tuesday, September 11, 2012 at 00:51:33 (EDT)

Dravis Avenue .. Gail, Tracy, Louis, Jennifer, Lisa, Jackie, Eddie, Jim, Jeff, Matt, Greg, me and all others that visited for a while to make an impact on my life
Rick <>
Celebration, FL USA - Monday, April 18, 2011 at 12:23:17 (EDT)

I remember cruising around town with friends and pulling up next to someone who had our favorite song playing on their radio. We'd scramble for our radio and channel surf until we found the station playing it. (The days before cds, ipods, etc. when it was a real treat to hear your favorite song on the radio!)

Betty Cunningham Palos Park, IL USA - Monday, October 12, 2009 at 11:05:29 (EDT)

WOW.. I Just Accidentally Stumbled Onto Your Website Robin and I Cannot Get Off.. What Awesome Memories Of Music, Movies, 70's Novelties Etc.. I Was Born In Mid 60's So I Was a Youngster In The 70's But Do Remember Most Everything That Is Listed Here On Your Website.
I Wanted To Just Stop By and Say Hi & To Also Say Thank You Robin..
Sincerely, Greg Scott Ft Lauderdale, Fla USA - Saturday, July 11, 2009 at 12:12:58 (EDT)

Thanks for the memories, the 70's rocked and I'll never forget the good times.
USA - Monday, April 28, 2008 at 22:41:49 (EDT)

Oh do I feel old! I had clackers and my Father kept saying-"those are dangerous!" one night they actually cracked and a huge piece flew off and stuck in the wall I just sat there with big eyes, I also had earth shoes, altho I went barefoot often. Does anyone remember buying bell bottoms and then fraying the ends so you had fringe? freezing Turkish Taffy and then banging it on the sidewalk to break Into small pieces to eat? having a GREAT figure? and yes I had "wings" on my hair and I carried a back pocket comb for quick touch
Sheila Thomas <>
Buffalo, NY USA - Sunday, December 23, 2007 at 17:57:55 (EST)

This site is an awesome flashback!! I remember everything in here. Thanks and keep on keepin' on..
Sue <>
Chicago, Il USA - Saturday, September 22, 2007 at 13:02:20 (EDT)

Man, this site sure brings back memories. There was no time like the 70s. It was a time of innocence. I turned 13 in '73, which means I enjoyed my entire teen years in the 70s. I had my first job as a busboy earning 2.20/hour - minimum wage at the time. I remember Bazooka bubble gum with those comic strips inside. I'll never forget the awesome music - Boston, Kiss, Aerosmith, Eagles - I loved Hotel California, Peter Frampton, Seals and Croft - Summer Breeze. Where did the time go? I'd give anything to return to the 70s. I've never experienced a better time. My daughter just turned 19 and is almost done with her teen years and there is no comparison between her life as a teen and mine. I listen to 70s music all the time and it just brings me back to those wonderful times.
Paul Willis <>
New Haven, Mi USA - Wednesday, April 04, 2007 at 18:35:07 (EDT)

I was born in the late fourties and witnessed the real fifties as a kid.
I remember most the foreign car boom of the late fifties after having traveled around my known world of the time with my mom in her Crosley automobile. Soon times would begin to merge into the sixties which was like three decades in one. It started for me as a young kid with a small 6 transistor radio from japan and an explosion of music created for my age group to air on AM radio stations for my delight. I'm amazed at the number of kids I talk with today who feel they missed out on life by not being alive in the sixties. How they praise those times and yet from the other side of their mouth speak doubtfully of "Liberals". Do they not understand it was the shift from the fifties conservativism to the sixties liberalism that brought them this quality of life, the music, the movies, the cars, drive inns, motorcycles that are now recorded in the history of that time they seem to pine for.

One of the things I morn for with them
was the taste of that wonderful Fago Brau Ginger Beer. Nothing like it since. I've written Fago about it and it's just a non issue. Today in the stores I see nostalgia soda's like Frosty Root Beer, Crush, and some others and wish how I could once again see some Fago Brau. I still buy and drink Fago soda and the Frosh is a summer favorite. I used to put the chocolate soda on ice cream all the time. I can close my eyes and imagine I'm watching Dustan Hoffman in "The Graduate" which was one of the lines of demarkation which defined the last third of the sixties to me. This as I sip a glass of Redpop.

The first third of the sixties was a grand time of great expectations. Such a relief from the times of the early fifties which were like our last seven years. People felt and believed there was hope again even though there were frightening times. The second third of the sixties was golden with music like never before. Such a wonderful time to be a teen. Times were good and new products such as 8 track tapes and FM radio was enrichening our lives. Drugs hadn't yet encroached into the mainstream to soil those time and the cars and motorcycles were breath taking and within reach of anyone with a job. The girls could dress for school and look like models and covergirls from magazines. A great time for optimism
and hope for the future.

By the last third of the sixties Vietnam and the draft was moving in like black clouds to rain on the party.
It made a nightmare of it as the guys
were going into the military and being drafted with many returning horribly mangled. The streets were beginning to fill with homeless vets wearing what was left of their uniforms in rags and tatters. For me the sixties was like a dream that ended in a nightmare and when I woke up it remained a nightmare for some time. The seventies left the rock roll music to more of a country sound and southern rock. It ushered in hoards of Vets wanting to get a 18 wheel rig, a CB, and nomadic lifestyle to loose themselves to the highway and recover from their military ordeal, and perhaps the loss of the sixties.

It seemed a time of grand mediocracy until the late eighties. I can understand why so many young people I know today who were born in the mid eighties tell me how lucky I am to have been apart of it all. I tell them how much the internet of their times intrigues me where they can create their own music now on a laptop, put photos and messages on their websites like this one, and instant message with friends all over the world.
They can download Mp3's and stash it in their iPods to have all the music of any idiom or genre they choose. They can play interactive games with online friends whom they have never met but yet know with the closest comradary. Girls and guys can date online at such great distances and interact on messageboards sharing ideas and tips to enhance all aspects of their lives and thinking.

Perhaps the greatest thing that's happened in my life so far is the internet. I'm left to wonder if there isn't perhaps another sixties-seventies going on right under our noses and we just don't realize it. Everyone has 20/20 hindsight and often things in the past appear larger and better than they truly were as our imaginations embelish it and we once again look back to see it in our memories as if thru the wonder of our childhood eyes and senses.

I would offer anyone to get these movies to watch some summer afternoon and evening:

"The last picture show"
"Rebel Without A Cause"
"West Side Story"
"The Endless Summer"
"The Graduate"
"Easy Rider"
"Two Lane Blacktop"
"Midnight Cowboy"
"Three In The Attic"

This could provide a glimpse into the times for those who feel they missed
so much by not being a young person
during these years.

What I miss most are the Drive Inn Movie Theaters with the all night tripple features and free coffee and donuts at daybreak. My old Honda 50.
My 63 VW Bug. My 61 Ford camper van.
The early 60's at the beach when I was 12 listening to the surfing music and watching the late teens living the life
I dreamed I would get to live and be apart of. I spent most of the seventies
looking back to the sixties with nostalgia as it didn't seem like much
was happening except the aftermath of Vietnam and the sixties.

JW 111
OH USA - Tuesday, March 27, 2007 at 01:31:20 (EDT)

I love your website. It brings back soooo many memories. Many of your memories reminds me of me. If we were from the same area we most likely would have hung out with the same crowd. Thank you so much for this awesome website.

You mention how you were into cars, well I hung out with a group of guys (my unoffical Big Brothers) who were attempting to put together a 56 chevy and let us "girls" help out. We were going to have all of our names put in the trunk when it was done, however, the guys lost patience when they had to wait (it was taking months) for a part (I believe it was a fender)that they gave up.

We also use to have 50's dances at the High School and we would dress the part. We actually got into this after American Graffiti came out.

Rocky Horror, OMG, that is my all time fav cult film. I even have it on Video and DVD. I only got to see it about 5 times though cause I couldn't get anyone to go with me. I did however win free passes to see it one time. They would ask if anyone had a certain prop and if they did they got a pass. I was the only one who had everything they asked for. At the end when we were leaving, they remembered me and asked me if I wanted to join the stage performers, I said no (I wish I would have said yes, but I have very bad stage fright).

Anyway, I just wanted to thank you for memory lane.

A fellow kid of the 60's and teen of the 70's!

Robin <>
East Branch, NY USA - Friday, March 02, 2007 at 22:42:19 (EST)

I love your website. It brings back soooo many memories. Many of your memories reminds me of me. If we were from the same area we most likely would have hung out with the same crowd. Thank you so much for this awesome website.

You mention how you were into cars, well I hung out with a group of guys (my unoffical Big Brothers) who were attempting to put together a 56 chevy and let us "girls" help out. We were going to have all of our names put in the trunk when it was done, however, the guys lost patience when they had to wait (it was taking months) for a part (I believe it was a fender)that they gave up.

We also use to have 50's dances at the High School and we would dress the part. We actually got into this after American Graffiti came out.

Rocky Horror, OMG, that is my all time fav cult film. I even have it on Video and DVD. I only got to see it about 5 times though cause I couldn't get anyone to go with me. I did however win free passes to see it one time. They would ask if anyone had a certain prop and if they did they got a pass. I was the only one who had everything they asked for. At the end when we were leaving, they remembered me and asked me if I wanted to join the stage performers, I said no (I wish I would have said yes, but I have very bad stage fright).

Anyway, I just wanted to thank you for memory lane.

A fellow kid of the 60's and teen of the 70's!

Robin <>
East Branch, NY USA - Friday, March 02, 2007 at 22:41:04 (EST)

I was born in '55 and graduated in '74 from a small high school in Northwest Missouri. The things I remember most was working at the local grocery store and working on your car with all the money you made. Skipping school to work on your friend's car so he could get to school the next day and not get into trouble with your parents. Getting stopped by the cops because you had the same '64 Chevy Impala someone else had. Getting stuck and have all your friends push you out...getting stopped by the cops and have them ask if you could drive someone’s car home because he was too drunk to drive and they were taking them home instead of going to jail...waiting for September to come along to see the new car styles and then spend hours at the local car dealership wishing it was yours, then, spend the rest of the day talking about the pro's and con's of the new vehicle...playing football with no pads after the last game of the year, who needed pads back then...nobody got hurt too bad...watching Saturday sports, hunting, fishing...the thrill of victory, the agony of defeat...and watching that guy go crashing. Staying up late on Saturday to listen to KAAY Beeker Street from Little Rock AR and then to Beeker Theater, on your AM station! FM was for classical music only. Watching bowling on Sunday because that was the thing to do, then spend the rest of the afternoon watching great movies...then that night watch Gun Smoke, the FBI, and the Sunday Night Movie.

Later in life when you had a girl friend you spent hours on the phone with her, our phone system would cut you off after seven minutes so you would have to call back, you prayed for those calls that would keep going on. Then on Friday and Saturday you would meet and kiss forever. About once a month she would baby sit for that one special friend and you would help her baby sit and act like you were married and the kids you were watching were yours, sorry no sex because you were adults and respected the chance to be with her.

Other things we did was walk/drive around town all hours of the day and night, (gas was only 35 cents a gallon) respecting the older men who sat on the town square, (wonder who is sitting there now) drag racing at the strip and on certain roads around town. Keeping your friends out of trouble, loosing a friend because you were not there to help him.

Going to concerts only to turn around and go home because you were not thinking right...meaning, you thought he would never come to your concert if you were famous. The concerts I missed.

Going to small towns around the area to the town dance on Saturday and doing the Monkey Walk down the street...Truckin'...Grant City's dances!!! I can still remember the names of the groups that played there, Enoch Smoke, Pelican Peace Band, and Fire.

Kevin Wilson <>
Hauptstuhl, GE Europe - Tuesday, February 20, 2007 at 09:43:55 (EST)

the times now are make believe. We're all playing dress up.
Everything moves too fast, and it's all too sugarcoated. "The times, they HAVE a changed"
Andrea <>
grayslake, il USA - Thursday, February 01, 2007 at 02:34:22 (EST)

Important lessons in economics.

Back in 1971 a quarter was quite a bit of change. The stores still had penny candy and even some 2 for a penny candy. A quarter was a full sized candy bar. A quarter was half of my allowance so on Saturday morning after cartoons my mother gave me fifty cents. When I was 10 I was allowed around the corner and down the street to the "other" store. Unlike the store down the street, the "other" store had a pinball machine. These cost a quarter. I was not very good at pinball then and so that pair of quarters could disappear in a ching ching of only a few minutes. I decided to stick with baseball cards because they were like 6 or 8 plus a stick of gum for a quarter. And the collection kept growing. But the lure of flashing lights always drew me back in. And eventually I got a little better so I could at least get five minutes worth of playing. I started working for my Grandfather doing maintenance for a large family property. Raking leaves and cleaning up wasn't too hard. And I got paid $2 an hour. One Saturday morning a month giving up cartoons. Five hours working. 10 bucks in my pocket. My Mom made me put half of it in the bank and here I was with 5 dollars and I spent it all on candy. I remember none of it. Sure it lasted a few days. But only a trip to the dentist reminded me of what it was. Then I gave up candy for Lent that year. Talk about withdrawal. But to my surprise another store opened up at the other end of the street. But it wasn't a store it was something called a Pinball Parlor. Five pinball machines in one place. I thought that was something you had to go to the shore or to an amusement park to find. So a few weeks later here I was with 5 bucks again heading down to play pinball. 5 dollars worth of quarters feels so much better than five one dollar bills. 20 quarters stuffed in a pocket. I was rich. So naturally I played the flashiest and fanciest machines that were there. And one by one the quarters dropped into the machines. All pinball games end with a match so you had a 1 in 10 chance of getting a free game. Hearing that Pop and popping a game was a gift from above. At last the final quarter slipped into the coin slot and after the last ball of the last game was lost I remember getting one final Pop also. Then it was time to leave. When I got home my Mom said. "Back so soon?" and sure enough I had only been gone an hour.

Something was out of balance.

Two dollars an hour broke down to 50 cents in 15 minutes. I was thinking about my money making ability. I wanted to figure out a way even out my income versus spending. ( Must make a note the terms used here were not the actual terms thought back then. But I am remembering the concepts. ) So I asked my Grandfather for a raise. He kind of laughed and said maybe when I was 12. So I tried another way. I only took 1 dollar with me and would not go back again until the next day. I started watching other people play. Found out which games were easier and which gave more games or more balls. One of the older machines still had 5 balls per game. And 3 games for a quarter. So if I could make one ball last one minute then my dollar that would buy me 60 balls should last 60 minutes or one hour! Not only was that a long time for the money but it was half the time it took me to make that money.
Bingo! I thought I had life figured out I turned 12 and my Grandfather gave me a 50 cent an hour raise. I did have it all figured out.

That was until Wacky Packages came along. I picked up one of these when it was sitting next to the baseball cards. It was a pack of stickers and a stick of gum. Well not a pack because it was only 2 stickers. But they were really cool. Something made me buy 5 packs and I had 10 stickers. 8 different ones I think. And checklists that showed there were 30 different ones. Slowly all the kids got hooked on them. Little collecting obsessions and hoarding obsessions growing steadily. And the wonderful world of trading. I had never really traded baseball cards. Just played them and either won or lost but never traded. Eventually I had half of the set. I decided one Saturday I was going to finish the collection. I was taking 2 dollars to buy 40 packs. I thought that would be enough to get the rare stickers. 80 new cards. I only needed 15. What a lesson in duplication. I slightly remember ending up with 8 of the same sticker. That darn Maddie Boy. Everyone who had ever bought more than 5 packs had at least 2 Maddie Boy's. And at least 10 other duplicates of 3 or more and even a few doubles of the semi rares. But I did get enough others I didn't have that were also semi rares and traded some and was down to the final 4 to go. No wait it was only 3 since I did get a "Lavirus" in my 80 pack excursion. Only 3 stickers left. At about this time I asked my Mom if I could stick a set up on my wall. Of course she said NO so I asked about sticking them on my closet door and again she said NO but then told me I could stick them on the Inside of the door if I wanted to. So I made up a nice symmetrical pattern and started sticking leaving three spots in the center for the final 3.

I asked the lady that owned the store when she would get a new box of Wacky Packages. She told me some day next week, So every day the following week as soon as I got off the school bus I ran down to the store and asked if the new box was in. One day she said yes, just got it and nobody had bought any yet. I was elated. I was going to be the first one in a box. Had to be good luck right?

And I realized I had no money on me. Shock, Horror, Other kids were walking in. So I ran home and found a quarter, ran back out the door and down to the store. The kids that had walked in right before I left were walking out with bread. Hah, no candy! I still had my chance. The woman behind the counter pulled out the box. It hadn't even been opened yet. I watched her fold the box lid. She put it on the counter and said I could pick the ones I wanted. Normally the box was behind the glass. She was the master of the fate of what packs you got. Here I was about to be the master of my own fate. A virgin untouched unspoiled box. I put my quarter on the counter and slid my fingers in. Touching several packs trying to get some kind of sign. I think I pried up a few and took my five packs from the bottom. Ran home and up to my room and opened the first pack. Blah. Maddie Boy strikes again. And a 6 up. The smallest sticker. Blah. Second pack open I pop the stick of gum in my mouth. Yuck. Stale gum. Maybe I would get lucky because it was an old box! Nothing and nothing again. Last pack, Maddie Boy strikes again. But what was behind it? A Bandache! WooHoo!. My favorite one I wanted since I had started collecting them. Right up on the door it went. I could care less that it was crooked..

I did manage to get the Mutt's and Paul Maul after that but I don't remember any details. I had a complete set of something! The second series had come out by then and I had over half of those but had totally lost interest in the collecting. No wait. I was collecting stamps then. Next to the original store with the pinball machine was another little shop. The guy that ran the place sold everything. It was like a little five and dime. ( Woah I am not that old am I? ) He had about a dozen boxes of cardboard sheets with stamps on them. I guess I grew up a little because I wanted to start collecting them. Or was it that I just wanted to collect something where there were hundreds and hundreds of different things?

Yeah that's it!

Mark <>
Philadelphia, PA USA - Wednesday, January 10, 2007 at 14:38:08 (EST)

My memories of the 70's are awesome. I graduated high school In 1978, and everyday life has changed so much.
My memories ,..the easy ones are Levi Cords,...I had the navy blue, gray, brown, and off white,...the waist size will remain a secret !
I can go on and on,..for those not lucky enough,...It was a great time to be a kid.
Remember the striped polo shirts,.......I had 2 of those,..tan with blue stripes and gold with blue,..I wore levi's and with sneakers most of the time,...Converse high tops,.."Chucky T's",...In black or white,...Nike's In the late 70's,..the "Aztech",..remember those! White with a red stripe, not the beer !
Kevin <>
East Bridgewater, MA USA - Monday, January 01, 2007 at 05:50:24 (EST)

'63, so the 70's were my coming of age era. I always feel very old, when I think of all the "babies" that weren't around for the nations 200th birthday...I remember in my hometown of Boulder, Colorado, all the church bells, etc., ringing at noon that my family and I were getting ready to head for the Boulder "Res" for the day, before heading off to the Folsom Stadium @ night, for the fireworks.
The coolest things I remember, about growing up in 70's in Boulder...going to Wheels roller rink on Friday or Saturday nights, and paying for a "double session"; attending "playground" in the summers (sponsored by the city parks & recreation dept.) The 70's in could anyone forget elephant bell pants, Yo-Yo shoes, rollerskating (not the "blades"), space food sticks, Big Red soda, the brightly colored transistor radios, that you could even wear around your wrist (mine was BRIGHT yellow), Ditto brand pants, the first intro. to Nike Waffle trainers, Adidas superstars, Barry Manilow music. Well, I could reminisce all day...but I got things to do, not that I am a mature adult..aarrgghh!! AWESOME website. Hats Off to the creator. I am all for LETS DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN, in pure 70's style. Jennifer.NN JRO.
Jennifer Rootham <>
West Linn, OR USA - Saturday, October 28, 2006 at 12:59:54 (EDT)

Wow!!! Thanks for such great memories of the 70's. I was born in 1961 so the 70's were my era. I remember watching all of the shows that are mentioned here including "Charlie's Angels" on Wed nights at 10pm. Who can forget "Bionic Woman" and "Six Million Dollar Man", "Wonder Woman", how about those Saturday morning cartons....Scooby Doo, HR Pupinstuff and those After School Specials along with the Charlie Brown Specials. Gosh there are just so many more memories. I will write them all down and post them here. Anyway This is a great site Robin, and thanks for bringing me back to the best era ever.....

Orlando <>
Mount Vernon, NY USA - Tuesday, October 17, 2006 at 11:11:12 (EDT)

I was born in 1959, the 60's & 70's were the best decades to grow up in. Man, the list of memories is sooo long, Park Forest Jr High,my big crush on Roy L(Hi Bubba)who moved to Maine and broke my heart...I was forced to go to a MDA function the night before he moved and we were to meet and I hoped to share a kiss, I remember listening to "There is Love" Paul Stookey and crying my eyes out for weeks. I remember having David Cassidy posters all over my walls, and when he said the "F" word in Rolling Stone Magazine and called us teenie boppers, well, I tore every last poster down lol. I had a drum set, idolized Karen and Richard Carpenter, then John Denver then Kiss and Kansas. I loved Sat Cartoons, the Spirit of 1776(even), the Groovie Ghoulies, had a crush on "Eddie Munster" on Lidsville. Loved the Bugaboos.Learning all the moves on Bandstand. My first concert ever was to see Mark Lindsey singing "Cherokee People" went to some good concerts, enjoyed Dr John's the best, he threw voodoo dust on everyone up front, had that stuff in my hair for weeks.
My favorite clothes were my BB bell bottom jeans, my Sears Lemon Frog shop poncho, my black glitter platform shoes, my polyester halter with penguins that I melted with the iron :( and my skinny suede black belt with the turtle belt buckle. Loved going to clubs with my brother in laws band "Isoceles Popsicle" and dancing the bump all night. Cruisin in my first car my 1966 Chrysler Newport( I bought one just like it last year :) ) racing down Florida Blvd and winning. Listening to my Red Panasonic Dyna Track Tape player in my car and listening to ZZ Top, and Foreigner.My parents got me a 1973 Dodge Duster when I turned 18, it was gold and I hated it. I wanted a Good Times van, you know, do a little "Chevy Van " stuff. Black lights, Ice skating at Leo's, making out, sneaking in (and out)of the house..ahhhh...the "good old days". Can you imagine us in the Nursing Home, jamming to Led Zep..that ought to be good~
Joan M <>
Baton Rouge, LA USA - Monday, October 09, 2006 at 01:35:08 (EDT)

I was cleaning the other day and came across a story I had written when i was 14 (1977). The story referenced many teen idols from that era and reading it again 28 years later made me wanna look some things up. That's how I found this site and it is quite simply fabulous! I was born in 1964 but have many many memories of the 70's. I remember fondly all the artists folks on this site have recalled. I will confess that my first stereo was a plastic TrueTone 8-track player from K-Mart and my first car was a 1968 Pontiac Catalina which seated 10 comfortably and would go from zero to 80 in about 30 seconds. It too had an 8 track player in it. Does anyone remember the K-Tel tapes that had various artists? My first one had the nun that sang the pop version of the Lord's Prayer and the instrumental tune that the PGA adpoted as their theme song for televised tournaments. I'll also confess that I owned the Jimmy and Kristy McNichol album. Yep. I was one of the 10 people who actually bought it and sang into my microphone (aka hairbrush)to the remake of He's So Fine. Saturday mornings were always great. Loved all the Krofft shows. Do ya'll remember Lidsville: The Land of Living Hats? Dr. Shrinker, Electro Woman and Dyna Girl, Isis ("Oh Zephyr winds which blows on high, Lift me now so I can fly.)Land of the Lost and Scooby Doo BEFORE his annoying nephew Scrappy showed up. After cartoons were over we watched American Bandstand, especially when the dance contest started. When I started school little girls were not allowed to wear pants. We had to wear dresses until I was in the fourth grade. And this was public school folks. Summers were spent riding bikes and going to the local pool. A quarter for the concession stand would get you goodies all day back then. My favorite treat was ChickoStix. We embroidered butterflies and lady bugs on the legs of our elephant bells and read Tiger Beat and Teen Magazine religiously. Archie Comic Digest only cost 40 cents. And for all of us progressively hip teens a must have were LipSmackers Lip Gloss in 7-UP, Dr. Pepper and Orange Crush flavors. We also drowned ourselves in Sweet Honesty or Love's Baby Soft perfume in hopes of attracting the cool guys. Noxema was the ONLY thing to get your face really really clean. Probably because it burned like heck! And you were really something if you ordered your makeup from Avon back when makeup and perfume was the only thing Avon sold. Remember the aftershave in the special decanters. You could always count on Avon for the perfect xmas present for your dad. My favorite was the 8 point buck with the gold horns. My dad probably had 4 of those. There are just so many memories that it's hard to write them all down. Sometimes it "amazes" me that we actually survived a childhood where we did NOT have cell phones and our parents did not have immediate access to us at all times, nor did we have immediate access to just about anything we wanted. We had to work or wait for things. We had established bedtimes and when dinner was on the table you were either there to eat with the family or you didn't get to eat. Transistor radios instead of ipods and in place of DVD rentals we had these artifacts known as books which we got from a place called the library. Those were indeed great times and I am fortunate that I could participate. Thanks for such a great site Robin. I will visit often!
Kristy <>
WV USA - Thursday, October 05, 2006 at 13:48:11 (EDT)

was a kids rendition of the "jack in the box' restaurant commercial, i believe. if anyone knows the lyrics to the real song and/or the kids song, i'd appreciate it!

James George <>
ST. Louis, MO USA - Friday, August 18, 2006 at 11:29:12 (EDT)

I loved growing up in the 70's. Born in late '63, I've seen a lot. I loved Saturday mornings with HR Pufnstuf- (Jimmy, Freddie the Flute, Witchiepoo, Cling n Clang) Land of the Lost (Slestaks); those caves were pretty cool. Hong Kong Phooey, Kroft Supershow, Kids from C.A.P.E.R., and those in syndication- Underdog, Casper, Felix the Cat, Tennessee Tuxedo and Chumley; Don Adams as Tennessee and "Get Smart" (who later became Inspector Gadget), (I loved Chumley)! I crushed on Freddie Prinze although he was way older than I, from "Chico and the Man," Remember Police Woman and the trucker show, Movin' On? Who can forget The Gong Show with Gene, Gene, the Dancing Machine. After school meant reruns of I Dream of Jeannie, Gilligan's Island, Bullwinkle n Rocky, Fractured Fairytales, Adam 12. I also LOVED David Cassidy and The Partridge Family. I also loved candy; Wacky Wafers, Firestix, CherryStix, Apple, Watermelon, by Jolly Rancher, when they were longer and thicker and cost only a nickel. I remember my grandmother giving me $5 a week for lunch @ The Big Dipper, which was a burger joint/ice cream/snow cone/candy shop/confectionary fountain. $1 would get u a delicious burger, large soda, bag of Funyuns or Fritos, and still had enough for a small candy. Does anyone remember Jaws bubblegum? It was gray balls with sharks stamped on them. I also loved Willy Wonka's Oompas- they were like giant MnM's with top (or) bottom half peanut butter, and the other half milk chocolate. Hot Dog Bubblegum. Now n Later candy when they also had chocolate and vanilla flavors. Was it Wacky Packy bubblegum with the funny product stickers, i.e., "BonE Ami" cleanser,, that you could care less about the gum, but would rubber band them to trade with classmates, and the extras would end up on your bedroom mirror. How about Black Cows? Like Sugar Daddy covered with waxy chocolate that you would scrape off the back with your bottom front teeth. There were also Green Cows (mmmm), Pink Cows and of course, Bottlecaps, Sixlets, Mars, which were like, a half inch thick, with whole almonds on top, just underneath the chocolate. Eating out was a treat, not the norm. Cereal- Freakies, Count Chocula, Quisp, Fruit Loops when they were only red, orange and yellow. Rice Krispies, Cheerios (1 flavor), King Vitamin, and Crazy Cow (would change your milk to chocolate or strawberry) were some of my favorites. I had a smiley t-shirt, watch, stickers galore, Sears Lemon Frog shirts and Toughskin jeans, Black sneakers from JC Penney with white souls and stipes, earth shoes with the toes higher than the heels. Foster Grants. LPs. Glass clackers. The game Hands Down. (Sorry, quotation marks slow me down, so most are omitted. ) Jax playing @ lunch. Chinese jumprope and chinese checkers. MUSIC?! Seasons in the Sun, Crocodile Rock, Gypsies Tramps n Thieves, Rhinestone Cowboy, Band on the Run, Hot Child in the City, Magnet n Steel, JamieLs Cryin, Disco Duck, Convoy, a Fifth of Beethoven (sp), Bennie n the Jets, Touch Me in the Morning, Skyhigh. Well guys, there's too much/many to mention and now time for me to jump off Memory Lane....for now...until then....thanks Robin! Ur site's d Bomb!
claudette <>
USA - Wednesday, July 26, 2006 at 03:03:39 (EDT)

My recollection of the early 70's, while I was still a child . . .Top 40 New Years Eve countdown with Larry Lujack- The Night Chicago Died, Billy Don't be a Hero, Seasons in the Sun, Angie Baby, Rock Me Gently, Beach Baby, Fox on the Run, and all the other sappy or silly pop hits; Rollerskating at The Hub (The Axle)- never skating to the "couples only" skate!; pinball and Pong; real wooden baseball bats signed by Ernie Banks and Billy Williams; Ghost in the Graveyard, Kick the Can, SPUD, Cigarette tag; Battling Tops, Spyrograph, Rock'em sock'em robots ("you knocked my block off"), Candy Land (okay, that was more of a 60's game), Trouble, etc; Wacky Packages, Razzle (is it gum or is it candy?), juice filled plastic sticks, those sugary dots stuck on a receipt style paper (ate alot of paper!); Munsters, Brady Bunch, Little Rascals, Zoom (02134), late night Creature Features!; trips to Florida in the station wagon; 8mm film on the old Bell&Howell projectors highlighting these vacations; the huge blinding lights that assisted the camera; ding dong ditch; phone pranks on the rotary phone; nuns in habits beating the crap out of students; gross orange wood dust on top of puke in the school hallways; and, of course, the wonderful funky fashions and hair styles! Would write more about my late 70's, but I think the drugs I took is making it hard to recall! Ha! More later . . .
Steve <>
Chicago, IL USA - Sunday, July 23, 2006 at 19:00:57 (EDT)

As a child growing up in the 70's, I remember wearing the tie dyed shirts and bell bottom pants. I had purple jeans with yellow flowers. I remember patriotic fire hydrants from the Bicentenial and school pictures holding the Liberty Bell. I still have pictures of my brother with his shaggy hair hanging across one eye. I remember my older sister in her psychodelic colored platform shoes and mini skirts. I remember disappearing on my bike for hours at a time and no one was worried because I hadn't called in 10 minutes. And I miss all the great cartoons we had back then.
Susan Sievers <>
BALTIMORE, md USA - Wednesday, May 31, 2006 at 23:22:03 (EDT)

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