The ability to run around with kids from the neighborhood, climb trees and just generally be outside until the porch lights came on. I grew up in a residential area at the edge of a medium sized town and I think that was for the most part the best type of childhood.
Our neighborhood is like this now. Seven years ago or so it raised questions if a child or children were out without supervision, but either enough like-minded people started letting their kids play unattended or the neighborhood busybodies got some chill, but my 10 and 13 year old kids will spend all day outside now.
Yeah of course, but my 13-year old has been roaming free around our neighborhood (or relatively free when younger) since he was 7 or 8. When my oldest, who is almost 16, was that age people in our neighborhood really frowned upon it. The shift in mentality happened sometime between those two being in grade three. Now there are many friend groups that roam around freely, it really is a lot closer to my childhood in the late 70s/early 80s (minus the awesome relatively unsafe playgrounds we had back then).
So glad I was of the generation that experienced that. For my cohort that ended the year Clifford Robert Olson began murdering kids my age (even picked one up close to my neighbourhood). Almost overnight no unsupervised playing and your parents started walking you home. I was a latchkey kid so it was straight home and lock the door. An end of a blissful childhood.
It never has been the same, and never will be the same. Our childhood was different from our parents' and theirs from their parents' childhoods as well.
Same I live in the same neighborhood I grew up in. There are kids but none of them play together. When I grew up we were always running around, riding our bikes, hanging out in the neighborhood or at each others houses. I never see these kids just out having fun on their own
For real, it was the best. We had a big tree in our yard, we frequently climbed at least 20' up where we could feel the branches swaying with the wind. My hands get sweaty just imagining my kids doing this... Our parents had nerves of steel!
Other than that, I miss discovering the old games and consoles.
There are neighborhoods still like this. Suburban. We just had to wait for the kids to move the hockey net so the cars could drive by.
Where this isn’t happening is in mixed neighborhoods full of people renting who haven’t integrated and are too worried about survival than to care about their neighbours.
There’s still some Canada left but some areas are definitely better than others.
Oh yes.
And when I was just a bit older, pulling out the comics section of the Saturday newspaper. I saved Calvin and Hobbes for last so I could savour it.
“Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe, is that none of it, has tried to contact us.”
- Calvin
I keep the C&H boxed set in my office near my desk. It’s such a profound source of perspective, philosophy, and serious laughter.
My mom. Lost her way too early.
Growing up on the western edge of Calgary in the 90s was magical and I miss every element of it. Living in the eastern US now and while I love it, I miss Calgary.
When I was a kid, chocolate bars were 10 cents. A bag of chips (a little smaller than now) were 5 cents. A bottle of pop was 25 cents. Double bubble gum was a penny (for one piece).
That plus playing street hockey or soccer after school until past when the lights came on. Walking to school, play day, recess , coming home for lunch and watching flintstones
Picking berries! As kids we always knew where all the hidden spots were because we constantly explored. I've picked buckets and buckets of wild blueberries, sat alone in the middle of blackberry bushes and ate until I couldn't eat any more, and picked the tiniest, sweetest strawberries that became our bedtime snacks at our rickety 'should-have-been-condemned' camp on a lake.
I actually had a pretty shitty childhood and don't miss anything else. Someone else mentioned missing the middle class. I had no idea what that was. We were very poor and berries were free food.
Searching for berries while wandering around with the sun on my back or face was one of the few times that life didn't suck.
No screens. The world moved slower. People were social and could properly hold a conversation. People had hobbies. They made things. They would show their friends what they made.
I recently heard a commentator say that one of the reasons people don't tinker anymore is because most of the space previously used for that is now crammed with stuff in storage.
The dickie-dee. We’d be playing road hockey on a sunny day with one of those orange Cdn Tire balls and hear the bells in the distance. We’d all come running.
I remember the ice cream bikes. They would be at every event and they’d come through the neighborhood all the time with the bells on their handle bars and the ice cream fridge hooked up to their BMX bikes.
It was nice being completely disconnected without any obligations or dependencies upon technology. It technically is within grasp for many people to just go out in the wilderness and leave the technology behind...
I miss there being no influencer culture or smartphones. Im addicted to this thing in my hand and so many others are. The world has complete dependency on having the web in your pocket, it sucks.
The general feeling of optimism. Sure, there were lots of problems, but they were generally trending towards improvement. And the ones that weren't, we were going to grow up and fix them, Damnit! But then my generation went through a lot of hits, and seemed to, demographically, just kind of give up.
The freedom from worry and the pure joy I experienced as a child. Life back then seemed so much simpler, with fewer responsibilities and a comforting sense of security provided by my parents. The innocence and naivety I possessed shielded me from the weight of the world, enabling me to embrace every moment with boundless enthusiasm and unwavering curiosity. But as the years went by that faded, time seemed to have its way of chiseling away at the innocence and replacing it with worry and confusion.
Enjoying life before the internet, on an acreage just outside of Edmonton. You wanted to play a game, you cracked out a game board or went outside. You wanted to chat with friends, you got on your bicycle and went to the neighbour's house. Clothes were hand-me-downs from older cousins, and it was an exciting day when that bag arrived. Summers we pretty much just ran wild in the bush, and as long as we were home for dinner and home before dark, that was all that mattered.
We were lower middle class, stretching every dollar, surviving on our big gardens, but I can't say I ever felt deprived. FOMO just wasn't a thing.
Long walks for hours with my dog in the Spring and Summer. Go home for lunch then head back out again! No cell phone, a $2 Bill in my pocket and a couple quarters in case I needed to use a pay phone. Muddy shoes, burrs and plenty of leg scratches. Good times!
My school growing up used to help with that, science classes raised caterpillars, watched chrysalis’s, saw them emerge and released them once their wings were unfurled and dried. It was amazing watching thousands of them take to the air and start their migration.
The endless amount of time and just going over to friends houses and hanging out and playing.
My kids don’t do this. And I think it’s weird. But it sounds like this is normal now.
I wouldn’t ask my mom is my friend can come over. I would just invite them over and we would go play in my room or the basement.
Now my kids ask if they can have a play date with so and so a month in advance.
"Now my kids ask if they can have a play date with so and so a month in advance." I'm only doing this while my kids are toddlers. As soon as they are older it'll be a just tell me where you are kind of thing and if we need another plate at dinner.
I fondly remember the cold winters, but cold didn't "hurt" back then, it was just cold. Now it's painful on the joints, and slipping on ice would be a major life setback.
The actual peace that came from not having internet/cell phones/social media that warped my attention span and created a compulsion to check things every 15 seconds.
I still remember parents at the time raging about TV saying it'll rot my brain, they had no idea what was coming
Having the innocence of not knowing the impending doom and depression all around us. I still had stresses as a child, but that was more about homework. I miss that.
Being safe alone in a ravine: as a kid I knew the ravine near my house in Edmonton like the back of my hand. I'd spend hours alone there daily, feeling entirely safe as a small, then young, girl.
Now I don't feel safe walking in any treed space or ravine when I'm by myself. It's really sad! I know all too well what horrible things can happen.
Having friends, the music/radio/cds, 90s tv shows, bake sales, going to garage sales with my dad, bed time stories, jumping on my bed, video & computer games, schools library, church, field trips, riding my bike around the co-op, co-op parties, staying out til night playing, watching the clouds/stars, eating food that my friends shared with me or mooching for snacks, birthday parties, birthday gifts, visiting my aunts nice house in the suburbs/her trampoline, normal sunny weather and abundant nature, family trips to parks/picnics, candy/ice cream/going to the corner store, playing on the playgrounds, the clothes/fashion, my curiosity, creativity, physical health/strength/energy, innocence and naivety.
I miss when things were fun and interesting every day. Now it’s the same classes over and over and over and over and over again until semester 2. Then it’s interesting for about a day then it’s the same thing until summer. I’m getting very tired
Back in the '70's it was a time just before we became knowledgeable about food and health and all the right and wrongs of everything and we pretty much just ate what we liked. I miss the hotdogs, they were everywhere. The rotisserie dogs and the machine that rolled them back and forth. Every game you went too, every amusement park or fast food stand, you knew you'd be getting a hotdog, fries, and a coke. Unhealthy never tasted better lol :)
I miss when i did not have to worry about being someone. I was just existing and it was enough, even through the tough times.
And the rare cinema night we could afford once in a while.
The scent of the video store. The sound of the DVD player running.
The forests were giant and fantastical. Every detail, colour and texture were worth observing.
I would sit beside people randomly after school and talk to them to learn about their story. And it was easy.
Depends on which point of ‘childhood’ it would be. That’s 18 years, give or take, of life. A lot happened, so can’t really say one thing in particular without narrowing it down some.
I mean, from birth to leaving home at 18, I went to 8 different schools, had about 14 different addresses, my parents joined a cult somewhere in the middle there, my siblings (here quite a bit older than I am) became parents at one point or another…
…soooooo, kinda need it narrowed down a bit.
In hindsight, that the adults had all aspects of civilization in a state of orderliness.
The older I get, the more I realize that it's just pure chaos, further and further up the food chain.
19 acres of partially wooded cattle grazing lot to run around in. We built forts, shot old cans with slingshots and bb guns, had small bonfires to cook hotdogs over. Kids these days don't know how fun or memorable that is.
Kool aid, prepared snacks every night, school. Its easy to hate school at the time but the confidence boost from my good grades and a reason to hang out with people was great.
Playing Intellivision. We had Astrosmash, Baseball, Skiing, Utopia, Night Stalker (best one) and many more. The machine broke down eventually in the early 2000s
I was playing street hockey with their neighbourhood kids in our street. It’ll just came together and we all had fun. I remember when somebody say headlights we’d all move our Nats to the side in the car would go by. Just awesome fun.
Not having to worry about bills/rent/groceries, and the fact that all those things were affordable all while saving for a down payment on a house on minimum wage.
My childhood was a nightmare but if I was to say what I miss the most is my Mom. She has been gone now for 3 yrs and I miss her as much today as the day we lost her.
The ability to run around with kids from the neighborhood, climb trees and just generally be outside until the porch lights came on. I grew up in a residential area at the edge of a medium sized town and I think that was for the most part the best type of childhood.
agreed, now when i run around with the neighborhoood kids i get put on a list
Username checks out.
LMFAO
Our neighborhood is like this now. Seven years ago or so it raised questions if a child or children were out without supervision, but either enough like-minded people started letting their kids play unattended or the neighborhood busybodies got some chill, but my 10 and 13 year old kids will spend all day outside now.
13 years olds should be able to come and go unsupervised freely as they want, anyone who says otherwise is a complete helicopter parent
Yeah of course, but my 13-year old has been roaming free around our neighborhood (or relatively free when younger) since he was 7 or 8. When my oldest, who is almost 16, was that age people in our neighborhood really frowned upon it. The shift in mentality happened sometime between those two being in grade three. Now there are many friend groups that roam around freely, it really is a lot closer to my childhood in the late 70s/early 80s (minus the awesome relatively unsafe playgrounds we had back then).
Awesome! Great to see we’re getting back to kids being kids, I think the world has completely lost its mind
Generally speaking, I agree... but there are some neighbourhoods that have real winners out there 🤦🏻♂️
So glad I was of the generation that experienced that. For my cohort that ended the year Clifford Robert Olson began murdering kids my age (even picked one up close to my neighbourhood). Almost overnight no unsupervised playing and your parents started walking you home. I was a latchkey kid so it was straight home and lock the door. An end of a blissful childhood.
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I can literally imagine this all day. We had similar childhood's. Miss those days
Same. I moved my kids into one of those towns and it’s the best thing I could have ever done.
Kids can still do that but people put them in front of iPads instead
Agree. Childhood these days is not the same.
It never has been the same, and never will be the same. Our childhood was different from our parents' and theirs from their parents' childhoods as well.
That's true, but the intention here is that today's youth are poorer for it.
Same I live in the same neighborhood I grew up in. There are kids but none of them play together. When I grew up we were always running around, riding our bikes, hanging out in the neighborhood or at each others houses. I never see these kids just out having fun on their own
Was going to say this. I loved running around with the neighbourhood kids
🥹🥹
For real, it was the best. We had a big tree in our yard, we frequently climbed at least 20' up where we could feel the branches swaying with the wind. My hands get sweaty just imagining my kids doing this... Our parents had nerves of steel! Other than that, I miss discovering the old games and consoles.
Why are people scared into submission now? Helicopter parenting is a thing….to avoid.
There are neighborhoods still like this. Suburban. We just had to wait for the kids to move the hockey net so the cars could drive by. Where this isn’t happening is in mixed neighborhoods full of people renting who haven’t integrated and are too worried about survival than to care about their neighbours. There’s still some Canada left but some areas are definitely better than others.
This...is the answer!
I miss that special feeling I used to get on Saturday morning, when I knew I had a whole, long day to do just what I wanted. No school!
Cartoons.
Sugary cereal and looney toons, the best Saturday morning ever.
Oh yes. And when I was just a bit older, pulling out the comics section of the Saturday newspaper. I saved Calvin and Hobbes for last so I could savour it.
“Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe, is that none of it, has tried to contact us.” - Calvin I keep the C&H boxed set in my office near my desk. It’s such a profound source of perspective, philosophy, and serious laughter.
The colour comics were such a treat!
I’ve never given up cartoons, my cartoon collection is epic, lol.
A thriving middle class. I grew up in the 1980s and got to watch the whole thing just fall apart.
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Yep.
I went from lower middle class to even lower middle class. I miss most my hope for the future as that dwindled away.
My mom. Lost her way too early. Growing up on the western edge of Calgary in the 90s was magical and I miss every element of it. Living in the eastern US now and while I love it, I miss Calgary.
Having no bills
This is definitely retrospect cause it didn't even occur to you that this was part of the deal back then
Running to the corner store with $5 and getting multiple things
Running to the store with 10 cents and leaving with a large bag of candy.
When I was a kid, chocolate bars were 10 cents. A bag of chips (a little smaller than now) were 5 cents. A bottle of pop was 25 cents. Double bubble gum was a penny (for one piece).
I remember these little peices of gum in a bucket for 5c each. Havent seen them in ages
Saturday morning cartoons, riding my bicycle and exploring.
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I still watch the original Transformers from time to time
That plus playing street hockey or soccer after school until past when the lights came on. Walking to school, play day, recess , coming home for lunch and watching flintstones
Picking berries! As kids we always knew where all the hidden spots were because we constantly explored. I've picked buckets and buckets of wild blueberries, sat alone in the middle of blackberry bushes and ate until I couldn't eat any more, and picked the tiniest, sweetest strawberries that became our bedtime snacks at our rickety 'should-have-been-condemned' camp on a lake. I actually had a pretty shitty childhood and don't miss anything else. Someone else mentioned missing the middle class. I had no idea what that was. We were very poor and berries were free food. Searching for berries while wandering around with the sun on my back or face was one of the few times that life didn't suck.
How easy it was to make good close friends.
Everyone was still alive
Mood. RIP, dad. And all my grandparents. miss you.
Hugs, I lost my dad as a kid
R.I.P. Dad
Being able to fall down without worrying about seriously injuring myself.
No screens. The world moved slower. People were social and could properly hold a conversation. People had hobbies. They made things. They would show their friends what they made.
I recently heard a commentator say that one of the reasons people don't tinker anymore is because most of the space previously used for that is now crammed with stuff in storage.
This is a great point!
The dickie-dee. We’d be playing road hockey on a sunny day with one of those orange Cdn Tire balls and hear the bells in the distance. We’d all come running.
I remember the ice cream bikes. They would be at every event and they’d come through the neighborhood all the time with the bells on their handle bars and the ice cream fridge hooked up to their BMX bikes.
Skipping instead of walking. Because it was just a happy moment for no real reason.
My dad, he died when I was 14. In a few weeks it'll be 30 years.
Sorry for your loss
Tim Hortons wasn’t trashy, everything was cheaper, the cities were safer, going to zellers. All that is gone now
I MISS ZELLERS SO MUCH
Ice cream section
Having time and little responsibilities. On the other side, I do like having money to spend.
You have money to spend?
Saturday morning cartoons.
Every day life not being dominated by technology.
It was nice being completely disconnected without any obligations or dependencies upon technology. It technically is within grasp for many people to just go out in the wilderness and leave the technology behind...
I miss there being no influencer culture or smartphones. Im addicted to this thing in my hand and so many others are. The world has complete dependency on having the web in your pocket, it sucks.
The lack of responsibility and bills. The idea that having $5 in your pocket meant you were rich. A world where no one was watching.
Having a $100 meant you were a billionaire 😂
The lack of social media. It has ruined everything.
Being carefree and blissfully ignorant of the world around me. Also, things being affordable.
Blissful ignorance
The general feeling of optimism. Sure, there were lots of problems, but they were generally trending towards improvement. And the ones that weren't, we were going to grow up and fix them, Damnit! But then my generation went through a lot of hits, and seemed to, demographically, just kind of give up.
I'd bet that every generation will see themselves in your post.
The fresh feeling of a new day
Being outside with my friends every chance I got.
Feeling like I had a future
Cartoons that I would watch Saturday mornings. If you missed it, you missed it. Makes it more exciting to wait for me to watch it.
Dreams and fantasies, all now shot to hell by reality
My dad.
Feeling like I could be anything I wanted
Playing manhunt around the neighbourhood at night haha
We’d have huge games of Capture the Flag with dozens and dozens of neighborhood kids.
Nerf shootouts on through the neighborhood was like COD war zone 😂
Honestly some of the fashion and not having titties. Other than that, not much is different and I prefer adulthood
Having hope
The freedom from worry and the pure joy I experienced as a child. Life back then seemed so much simpler, with fewer responsibilities and a comforting sense of security provided by my parents. The innocence and naivety I possessed shielded me from the weight of the world, enabling me to embrace every moment with boundless enthusiasm and unwavering curiosity. But as the years went by that faded, time seemed to have its way of chiseling away at the innocence and replacing it with worry and confusion.
Enjoying life before the internet, on an acreage just outside of Edmonton. You wanted to play a game, you cracked out a game board or went outside. You wanted to chat with friends, you got on your bicycle and went to the neighbour's house. Clothes were hand-me-downs from older cousins, and it was an exciting day when that bag arrived. Summers we pretty much just ran wild in the bush, and as long as we were home for dinner and home before dark, that was all that mattered. We were lower middle class, stretching every dollar, surviving on our big gardens, but I can't say I ever felt deprived. FOMO just wasn't a thing.
Long walks for hours with my dog in the Spring and Summer. Go home for lunch then head back out again! No cell phone, a $2 Bill in my pocket and a couple quarters in case I needed to use a pay phone. Muddy shoes, burrs and plenty of leg scratches. Good times!
I miss seeing a multitude of monarch butterflies every summer. Now it’s rare. More birds of every type.
My school growing up used to help with that, science classes raised caterpillars, watched chrysalis’s, saw them emerge and released them once their wings were unfurled and dried. It was amazing watching thousands of them take to the air and start their migration.
Hope
Genuine happiness, no tension for jobs etc. Though i love that i don’t have to study anymore!!
My nana R.I.P
The endless amount of time and just going over to friends houses and hanging out and playing. My kids don’t do this. And I think it’s weird. But it sounds like this is normal now. I wouldn’t ask my mom is my friend can come over. I would just invite them over and we would go play in my room or the basement. Now my kids ask if they can have a play date with so and so a month in advance.
"Now my kids ask if they can have a play date with so and so a month in advance." I'm only doing this while my kids are toddlers. As soon as they are older it'll be a just tell me where you are kind of thing and if we need another plate at dinner.
Not hurting. Physically or mentally.
My grandparents 😪
Being able to afford a house. I'm in Calgary. Everything I waited around for aka. Growing up and owning a home has gone out the window.
Belief that I could catch a house hippo with toast and peanut butter…
Having things cost a reasonable percentage of typical household income. And having the total percentage of all necessities be less than 100.
Free time.
Not worrying about time and having no expectations of myself or others.
Popsicle Pete Points
It was always summer and warm. Or, at least that's how it seemed.
I fondly remember the cold winters, but cold didn't "hurt" back then, it was just cold. Now it's painful on the joints, and slipping on ice would be a major life setback.
Riding my bike to the arcade and playing pinball and space invaders for hours.
videogames that were playable out of the box without any updates or log-ins
Yeah, and on top of that, games that didn’t take hours to get into.
Absolutely nothing. It was a nightmare.
Street hockey
Penny candy
Oddly, bare feet in the mud. Living in the country, and the cleaner air we had back then.
Innocence
The actual peace that came from not having internet/cell phones/social media that warped my attention span and created a compulsion to check things every 15 seconds. I still remember parents at the time raging about TV saying it'll rot my brain, they had no idea what was coming
Not working
My invisible friend.
Having the innocence of not knowing the impending doom and depression all around us. I still had stresses as a child, but that was more about homework. I miss that.
Snow.
My faith in humanity.
No responsibilities
Being safe alone in a ravine: as a kid I knew the ravine near my house in Edmonton like the back of my hand. I'd spend hours alone there daily, feeling entirely safe as a small, then young, girl. Now I don't feel safe walking in any treed space or ravine when I'm by myself. It's really sad! I know all too well what horrible things can happen.
knowing less about this cruel world
Having hope for the future. Seriously.
Having friends, the music/radio/cds, 90s tv shows, bake sales, going to garage sales with my dad, bed time stories, jumping on my bed, video & computer games, schools library, church, field trips, riding my bike around the co-op, co-op parties, staying out til night playing, watching the clouds/stars, eating food that my friends shared with me or mooching for snacks, birthday parties, birthday gifts, visiting my aunts nice house in the suburbs/her trampoline, normal sunny weather and abundant nature, family trips to parks/picnics, candy/ice cream/going to the corner store, playing on the playgrounds, the clothes/fashion, my curiosity, creativity, physical health/strength/energy, innocence and naivety.
My youth, as in a body with low mileage.
Summers where there wasn't a single day with the sky filled with smoke :')
My mom.
McDonald’s pizza
People who passed away, especially my grandparents.
This is easy. Long cold, snowy winters. Seriously. I want that endless feeling that time has stopped. Unsurprisingly, I grew up in Saskatchewan.
My mom
My mother
5c candy
My mom being alive.
Living pain free.
My parents.
My parents.
Not having to pay bills!
Not paying bills. Hope and optimism for the future.
Not having bills to pay.
The feeling of home.
My Mom.
My brother who passed away when he was 15. :(
Hope
Hanging with my homies at elementary school in the 1990s without a care in the world.
Like some people, if looked at as a whole balancing the good and the bad, I don't miss it.
SAAN, biway, Liptons shoes. Being able to just camp where ever as long as you kept it clean.
Optimism and ignorance.
My mom
Thinking I'd own my own home one day
$5 was more than enough to get me through the day.
I still have a book from my parents called Europe on $5 /day.
I miss holding a $5 bill and thinking I was rich.
Much less worrying about my health lmao
Summer nights outside, no worries, no school. Covered in dirt from a days play.
I miss when things were fun and interesting every day. Now it’s the same classes over and over and over and over and over again until semester 2. Then it’s interesting for about a day then it’s the same thing until summer. I’m getting very tired
The fireflies
Spending the entire summer outside all day long playing with friends, riding by bike, etc
Given the problems at home, I'm glad my childhood is well behind me. Those problems soured everything, at home and away from home.
When money and responsibilities weren’t a thing. Family vacation. My mom managing the house. I don’t even go to the mail more than 3-4 times a year.
Not paying bills
My uninjured back
My grandma's house. She sold it in 2011 and I still think about it daily.
Back in the '70's it was a time just before we became knowledgeable about food and health and all the right and wrongs of everything and we pretty much just ate what we liked. I miss the hotdogs, they were everywhere. The rotisserie dogs and the machine that rolled them back and forth. Every game you went too, every amusement park or fast food stand, you knew you'd be getting a hotdog, fries, and a coke. Unhealthy never tasted better lol :)
I miss when i did not have to worry about being someone. I was just existing and it was enough, even through the tough times. And the rare cinema night we could afford once in a while. The scent of the video store. The sound of the DVD player running. The forests were giant and fantastical. Every detail, colour and texture were worth observing. I would sit beside people randomly after school and talk to them to learn about their story. And it was easy.
Hope for the future.
Depends on which point of ‘childhood’ it would be. That’s 18 years, give or take, of life. A lot happened, so can’t really say one thing in particular without narrowing it down some. I mean, from birth to leaving home at 18, I went to 8 different schools, had about 14 different addresses, my parents joined a cult somewhere in the middle there, my siblings (here quite a bit older than I am) became parents at one point or another… …soooooo, kinda need it narrowed down a bit.
Running through the house with a pickle in my mouth
In hindsight, that the adults had all aspects of civilization in a state of orderliness. The older I get, the more I realize that it's just pure chaos, further and further up the food chain.
19 acres of partially wooded cattle grazing lot to run around in. We built forts, shot old cans with slingshots and bb guns, had small bonfires to cook hotdogs over. Kids these days don't know how fun or memorable that is.
Time. I miss having the time to do whatever I want instead of doing what needs to be done. I never lived off a to-do list as a kid.
Kool aid, prepared snacks every night, school. Its easy to hate school at the time but the confidence boost from my good grades and a reason to hang out with people was great.
cosmic brownies
Cottage days, running around, playing games, and being silly.
Ignorance from the knowledge that the planet is burning and that the economy will always exist to kick my generation in the gut.
Playing Intellivision. We had Astrosmash, Baseball, Skiing, Utopia, Night Stalker (best one) and many more. The machine broke down eventually in the early 2000s
Not paying bills, being carefree, not working
Buying an entire lunch, burger, drink, fries, snack for 5$ (Within a decade ago)
My House Hippo.
Praying that every time I opened my milk carton, it would moo.
Being curious about stuff. And then going to read about it or whatever. Kinda like a scavenger hunt. Now just search online. Not as exciting.
I was playing street hockey with their neighbourhood kids in our street. It’ll just came together and we all had fun. I remember when somebody say headlights we’d all move our Nats to the side in the car would go by. Just awesome fun.
Being Internet free
No social media.
Time... it dragged. Now it's too fast.
Lack of responsibility.
No internet, no cell phones
Not having to worry about bills/rent/groceries, and the fact that all those things were affordable all while saving for a down payment on a house on minimum wage.
Sanity, everyone lost it somewhere along the way.
Being happy
My childhood was a nightmare but if I was to say what I miss the most is my Mom. She has been gone now for 3 yrs and I miss her as much today as the day we lost her.
My mom
Multiple friends in the neighborhood you could bicycle over to any time.
My parents. ❤️