I could be wrong, but...

... Eunice's apron wishes us a Merry Xmas, and yet somehow I get the feeling she doesn't really mean it..

In my opinion:

Bob Ross was so damn talented...

Memories may be beautiful and yet, what's too painful to remember we simply choose to forget...

If you wanted to purchase men's clothing from the 1975 JC Penny catalog, I'm afraid you'd have had to choose from one of the above outfits. Sorry, sucked to be you...

Mikey liked it:

"He won't eat it, he hates everything"

When this commercial came out, I thought the above line was "he eats everything", and I was wondering why they thought he wouldn't eat it if he eats everything. Actually I was wrong about that line for years....

The Rexford restaurant:

I finally found a pic of the old place on the internet. I've looked a long time. This was my Great Grandfather's restaurant in Harwich on Route 28. He ran the place with his girlfriend Marilyn. Mom, my aunts and uncles all worked there as teenager. Business was so good, my aunts would easily make $100 in tips a day waitressing, and that was in the 50's and early 60's. The place isn't there anymore. I found the above pic at a Facebook page several of the old employees have put together.

I haven't seen paper grocery bags in ages:

Is there anyplace that bags with paper these days??

1977 technology:

The above was "cutting edge" for the standards of the time. Back in '77, there might've been one computer in an entire office building, and only around '77 did we start to see personal computers that didn't take up a whole floor. Of course, being only 9, I was too young back then to know first-hand, but that's what I was told. About the ad, between you and me, I have absolutely no idea what that tape recorder's supposed to be for.

The Jetsons' video phone:

The Jetsons had the best stuff.

Freakies cereal:

I know a bunch of people that really got off on this cereal. Personally I couldn't get into it. To me, it all just seemed so unnatural.. I bet you could pick up those premiums easy on ebay, alot of people had them. I may check them out after this is posted.

The dark side of 1973:

I only remember the inconvenience of the lines. And how it took forever to wait for 10 lousy gallons of gas.
On a side-note, I wonder what they paid for that VW.

Time for Timer:

Looks like Timer's getting ready to make himself a "wagon wheel", not to be confused with the "I hanker for a hunk of cheese" commercial. To this day I have really no idea what Timer's supposed to be: was he a small guy??? a troll? an elf???? a gram of protein??....

A 1975 Christmas gift:

Although I was an only child and my folks never wanted to play it. I'm guessing these are rare, because there wasn't one listing for them on ebay. There's a new computer version. I wonder if the era of the board game is finally over.

The 1973 Dodge Dart 'Swinger':

I'm guessing they discontinued that color..

We are stardust, we are golden:

By the time we got to Woodstock, we were half a million strong, and everywhere there was song and celebration. And I dreamed I saw the bombers riding shotgun in the sky, and they were turning into butterflies above our nation.

Misc. remembrance:

In the late 70's I started to slack off in school. Mom used to keep harping on me that if my grades didn't improve, I'd barely graduate and I'd end up working in a factory. I basically thought she was full of crap and just ignored her. What the heck did she know, anyway.... Well, my grades didn't improve, and although I graduated, I barely graduated, and I ended up working at a factory for almost 2 years....

Give them any chance they'll take it. Read them any rule, they'll break it:

In 1976 and 1977, I didn't miss an episode of this show.

Random find. I swear:

Personally, I never had a "thing" for socks. But that's just me..

Random:

Back in the very early 70's, my great grandfather (the one who lived in Chatham and owned a restaurant in Harwich), had a dog. It was a black and white mixed-breed. His/her name was CC. I asked mom if it stood for Cape Cod. She said "No. Canadian Club".

Darn you Count Morbida!!

This is a scan (not mine, I stole it) from the puzzle page of Dynamite Magazine. I didn't do well on the puzzles, I'm afraid. I loved Dynamite as a kid. My folks never minded me getting these. I purchased a couple off ebay a few years ago as keepsakes. I love the artwork and the colors. They were true works of art.

I'm glad they changed the name of their group:

"Abba" is alot easier. Come to think of it, I don't know anyone who knows their names..

Random:

I never had a tree fort when I was a kid. Basically it was because:

1. We didn't have any decent trees on the property.

2. I'm incredibly afraid of heights. Like, embarrassingly so.

3. I could never coordinate anything with the kids on my block.

You can't do everything, I guess..

1973 advertisement:

I had a Beetle and it was a '73. I bought it in '85. I don't miss any of my old cars except for that one. I don't miss those old gas lines either, btw...

I watch the ripples change their size, but never leave the stream of warm impermanent sand...

... so the days flow through my eyes, but still the days seem the same. And these children that you spit on as they try to change their world, are immune to your consultations. They're quite aware of what they're going through.

Well they're sharing a drink they call loneliness, but it's better than drinkin' alone.

Now John at the bar is a friend of mine, He gets me my drinks for free. And he's quick with a joke, or to light up your smoke, But there's someplace that he'd rather be. He says "Bill, I believe this is killing me." As the smile ran away from his face "Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star, if I could get out of this place."

Hey, if that's his "thing", that's fine with me. You only live once....

He is a little sunflower:

sunny, brave, and true.

From tiny bud to blossom,

he'll do good deeds for you.

Misc. remembrance:

I remember going to the drive-in movies and getting the above at the entrance booth when we paid the admission. I don't recall these working too well, btw, but then again what do you want for 29 cents...

Wrong. Just plain wrong.....

One of the biggest blunders in television history was Sid and Marty Krofft trying to pass off Geri Reischl as Jan Brady. Geri may have been a nice girl, but she was no Jan. I'm sorry, but I'm still upset over the whole thing...