Oh,,,I got some 20-30 more! https://www.vintag.es/2018/04/moms-world-from-the-late-1940s-and-early-1950s.html
Thanks to all the members who reminded us of the great sacrifice made on D day for us .The news media may have forgotten but we don’t .may there courage and sacrifice never be forgotten trivialize or made politically correct.thank you
Hello, I lived in two old houses on the Westside of Long Beach. The first house was an old Craftsman style house with a large fenced in yard. Yes, a white picket fence. We were lucky. Our dad started his practice inside of the yard with a whiffle type ball. So, if we happened to connect with the ball, it would not go too far in the large fenced in yard. Sometimes we went to the larger backyard and did the same thing. He used to play semi pro baseball during his final years of college and was a “lefty.” That in itself, threw us for a loop when he pitched to us. As we got better, we started using a real hardball and had to go across the street to the large green grass area. No houses in the direct area, but farther down the property. If we needed a really large area as we got better, we cleared out the “humongous grassy area” behind our house that ran all the way to the Terminal Island Freeway. Now, that was a major league park we cleared out one day. But, there were still tons of tall grassy areas to play war games and cowboys vs the Army. So, we never got to play in the street. That is good and bad. The neighborhood kids would come down to the big grassy area across the street or to our tall grass cleared out area behind our house for hours of fun. Jnaki When we moved to our last Westside of Long Beach house in 1953, it was larger and that is where we started our hot rod culture. But, as 9 year old kids, we had the perfect straight street to play football or baseball. So, did we? No… the elementary school with endless playgrounds, grassy areas and sidewalks provided us with an automatic “playground.” We used the marked baseball/softball diamonds, basketball courts and grassy fields for football. We even use the blacktop surface to play our invented team game of little bicycle polo with broom sticks and a red rubber playground ball. Those were hectic and lots of errant swings of the broom hit not just the ball, but the riders, too. So, since we had an elementary school down the street, there was never a time when we had to use the street in front of our house. Sometimes, we used the flat grassy area in front of two-three houses for a catch and throw game, but, it was close to windows and such… YRMV
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