Old Stuff You Remember From Being A Kid

[Jacob Petersheim]

One thing I remember is "the box." As in "Go get the box."

This was a Korean War green-painted metal ammo box, almost certainly something Dad brought back with him.

It was used as a file box. Inside things like birth certificates, school photos, etc. were kept inside. I'm not sure why it got hauled out on occasion. Maybe when a kid started school or something?

The contents weren't exactly filed gracefully, and I can remember going through it many times.

 

[Don Alaska]

Lots of old memories, but nothing like "the box" in my past.

 

[Yvonne Smith]

I think that my dad might have had something like that box out in the garage, but i don’t really remember it. He was too young for WW1, and too old for WW2, so he might not have had an ammo box, and I don’t remember what he kept his tools in.
In the summer, we spent a lot of time outside.
My mom loved her yard and all of the flowers, and she had several hammocks out in the yard where we used to sit or lie down and enjoy the summer breezes. They had the metal frame that came apart, so when we went to some lake camping and fishing, she disassembled her hammock and packed it in the trunk of the old 53 Buick Special, and that is where she slept when we went camping.

One of the funniest things ever was one time when we were camping, and my mom was in her sleeping bag and in her hammock for the night. Somehow, she was too far forward, and the hammock tipped up on the end, so my mom was hanging upside down in the hammock with her feet up in the air and stuck in the sleeping bag, so she could not even roll out of the hammock.

Mom was hollering for my dad and Grandpa Bailey to come and help her, but they were both doubled over laughing , and didn’t rescue her very fast. It was not until the same thing happened to my dad in his hammock (much later time) that my mother saw the humour in the whole experience.
This is almost identical to the ones we used to have.

 

[Marie Mallory]

One thing I remember is "the box." As in "Go get the box."

This was a Korean War green-painted metal ammo box, almost certainly something Dad brought back with him.

It was used as a file box. Inside things like birth certificates, school photos, etc. were kept inside. I'm not sure why it got hauled out on occasion. Maybe when a kid started school or something?

The contents weren't exactly filed gracefully, and I can remember going through it many times.

I heard go draw some water or get me a switch. But I had a wonderful childhood, country life and large city life. Living in the best of times as a child, as a teen it got bad because of Vietnam war. Bless the soldiers in that war.