Oh nothing really just wanted to share

Ah the 1970's, the best decade of my life. If I had one wish it would be that my children and grandchildren could experience life like we did.

Best music, coolest cars, people were free'er and you were pretty much left alone to follow your own path.

For those that didn't get to experience it (the '70's), here's a good video that lets you have a glimpse. Good music, good weed, beer and wine. Lean, tan, naturally beautiful women (most younger women now look like overly made-up Thots). People enjoying the music and experience, the sun and their friends. No selfies to show their friends they're living the life, no livestreaming for views. Living life and enjoying the adventure. Also a glimpse of California when it was a paradise before it became an autocratic, communist state.

 

Yes, that is very nice. I got out of the Navy in August of 1969 (should have stayed in the active reserves, but that’s another story) I took a job as a process technician and shift foreman in a cement manufacturing plant. I had a very good boss to train me. The 70’s were everything you said. The sixties were nice to a certain extent, but the Vietnam War caused upheaval and then there was the segregation/integration problem in the south. I suppose it was bad down there in 50’s and earlier but I wasn’t born until 1945. That being said, growing up in the 1950’s was so wonderful. It was a time of change and renewal after the War. Of course then in the early 1950’s you had Korea. But, rock and roll and Elvis was just starting. But gosh, times were good and fun just about anywhere you went, at least in Lancaster County Pennsylvania, where I lived. Before we moved out of the city, when I was in fourth grade, I used to walk three blocks to the George Washington elementary school and buy soft pretzels and penny candy from an old man who sat along the way on the street corner. Then in 1955 we moved out into the countryside and lived in a ranch style home in the Amish country. Life was good and when I was 13 I had Amish friends and I road my bike down the lane about a mile and in August I worked the tobacco fields with them because they needed the help. Horse and mule drawn tobacco wagons. I was paid $1.00 an hour and stayed over some days to have home made ice cream on the farm house front lawn. They were wonderful people to be with. It was a dairy farm with about 100 head of Holstein cows. I helped with the milking. I loved the farm, the life and the people. When I was 15 in 1961, my father was transferred with the Pennsylvania Power and Light Company to their main office in Allentown, PA. He was a vice president with them. My mother was a registered nurse but retired from nursing in 1946 to be a homemaker and raise me. I was their only child. I missed the farm life, but made new friends in Allentown. I had a blue 1960 Chevy convertible by 1963. I behaved because I had been raised right with loving parents. After high school I went to two years of technical school but then my deferment ran out and in August 1965 I joined the Navy, rather than the Army. I had received my draft notice to report to Fort Jackson S.C. but I enlisted in the Navy before my report time with the Army. But I still think growing up in the 50’s, to me anyway, was just such a wonderful time to grow up. I’m glad I still have those memories.

 

My first was a red 1964 Corvair convertible. Bought it with money I'd saved when I was 14, it didn't run, but the body and interior were really nice. You could get a special license in Louisiana when you were 14 but had to have a licensed driver in the car with you. I was always a year younger than everyone in my class due to starting school early because of a late year birthday. My dad and I got an engine from a junkyard and rebuilt it. Great fun little car. When you turned 15 you could get a regular license so that worked out well. Moved back to Tennessee, before I turned 16, so we sold the Corvair and I bought a four year old '69 Camaro with the money when I turned 16. Wish I still had that car.



This is a Monza-Spyder which was turbo-charged, mine was the regular Monza (non-turbo). Even the same wire wheel covers. My top boot was white and not red as well. Very fun car. Always carried extra fan belts because the one belt on the engine was responsible for cooling the air-cooled engine. Broke one in the middle of the Lake Pontchartrain Bridge (a 24 miles long) once. Me and my dad changed it in about 5 minutes flat.

 

Australia tuned into the Brownlow Medal count last night to choose the best player of the year. Its the biggest award of the game and is chosen by the umpires, who allot 1,2 and 3 points after every game to the three best players...These numbers are counted on the night and a champion is crowned.
My man Josh Daicos - Who plays with his brother Nick Daicos (Day-Koss) was favourite to win in only his second season. Chosen by Collingwood under the "Father -Son" rule (A rule in AFL that a son can get priority over the team his father played for).
The problem was Josh fractured his knee three weeks out from the end of the season so didn't poll any points in the last three games.
Josh Daicos sitting at the top of the pile with 28 points with one game to count...
Well the count went down to the wire...Lachie Neal
And the winner is Lachie Neal playing for the Brisbane Lions wins his SECOND Brownlow...What a champion. As many as 4 players could have won last night.

Nick - Father and AFL legend Peter Daicos and Josh on the right...

Father and Legend Peter Daicos...


Lachie Neal this years best player and Brownlow medalist...Told he was too small to play AFL

 

This year's AFL Grand Final (superbowl) is on this Saturday...Whos playing?

Lachie Neal's Brisbane Lions will play my beloved Collingwood Magpies in the Grand Final this year. The Pies finished at the top of the competition (minor premiers)
Can they go a step further?

Lions


Mighty Magpies...

 

And you may laugh or think this is cool (like i do) - But guess who is the half time entertainment?

Some boys from America...KISS



Last year it was Robbie Williams...He is now a bona fide AFL fan and follows bloody Caaaaarlton! (Collingwood HATE Carlton).


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The 70s weren’t particularly great for me…But plenty had it worse so in many ways I was lucky. Such an old world back then, echos of the past (including WW2) everywhere. The 80s were pretty cool for me.
I get my grass sent to me express post from Victoria…I even have a ‘medical cannabis patient’ card that allows me to smoke marijuana anywhere you can smoke a cigarette, even work (not that I ever have).

About two months ago I pulled the red ball and had to have a drug test at work, and was given an hour before the swab test. I had my card with me when I walked in and explained the deal with the tester…My result didn’t meet the cut off for a positive, so he said that’s it you can go! He said if I had had some that morning I would have gone over but the result is a negative…I felt like arguing with him…’I AM a smoker!’

 

I'd take a bong! Pass that around.