Ah for the freedom of the 1950’s…..no helmets, bare bike chains, metal skates that clamped to your shoes (and came loose randomly), and the universal Saturday morning Mom admonition “go play outside; be sure to be home for dinner”. Plus mercurochrome and stick tight bandaids that removed skin when pulled off, the joys of the feral childhood.
Ah for the freedom of the 1950’s…..no helmets, bare bike chains, metal skates that clamped to your shoes (and came loose randomly), and the universal Saturday morning Mom admonition “go play outside; be sure to be home for dinner”. Plus mercurochrome and stick tight bandaids that removed skin when pulled off, the joys of the feral childhood.