Ever hide stuff you did from the kids? Never, right

[Old Ironmaker]

On another forum I remember smuggling Armor All across the border when I was in High School. Then remembered bringing Leggs Panty Hose across for some of the girls, then remembered I would buy Hustler Magazines for 2 bucks from 711 and selling them here in Canada for 20 bucks a piece. One of my regular customers was my English teacher. I was making around 200 bucks a week. I would come across the ditch (border) driving Mom, Dad and my Grand Parents. They thought I was such a nice kid to visit my relatives every weekend in Western NY. I was driving Dad's car. I was 16 and making as much or more $ than my teachers I sold the Hustlers to a week.

I bet no one here would ever tell their grand children or children some things they did, like attending Woodstock, right? Fess up you old farts.

 

[avenger79]

funny years ago when my son was quite young. I ran into an old friend from high school. he immediately went into the "you should have seen your dad" talk.

I hushed him up and said yeah we can keep that talk for later.

my son is 27 now and later hasn't come yet.

I remember one day he mentioned he was such a hellion on wheels. he had a speeding ticket, and had put one car in the ditch.

never did mention the wreckless driving, street racing, evading, tickets I had, or the number of cars I destroyed while racing illegally.......
that would just be the PG version of my younger life.

I was voted most likely to be dead before I turned 19 in high school.

I see no reason to tell my kids about those days. they're much better off knowing the dad who has a college degree, is a vet, worked on some cool projects and has a perfect driving record and even a few friends who are cops. One of whom was a part of an investigation against me when I was younger.

My girlfriend of many many years often asks me "did you ever think we would end up like this"? the answer is never.

 

[dingbat]

I couldn't hide from the kids if I wanted too...most of my escapades are well documented in local lore and pictures. A local SDR legend in my own time.....lol

One of the "smart" kids that questioned authority since an early age. Regularly and happily wondered off the beaten trail more times that I care to admit....don't let your kids grown up to be Dingbat.....lol Good thing I had a built in GPS (moral compass)....

Bell bottoms, full beard and hair to my waist at 16. Then on to paisley shirts, baggies and 4" stacks....what's your name again there sweetie?....lol

Jordache jeans, velvet jackets and high heeled Frye boots (Miami Vice / rock star period) by the time my future wife picked me up at a local "distribution center" when I was 25. She had just turned 19..buddies where on me about robbing the cradle.....took her another 6 years to get a ring and get a shirt and tie on me.

Fast forward, this Spring I was immortalized (in pictures) in a 70's and 80's presentation given by my Granddaughter to her high school history class...always like those pictures of me.....kind of proud in a way..lol

 

[Maclin]

I told my soon-to-be hotrodder son when he was younger that I used up all of My luck and his which was why I was still alive, so don't be stupid. I do not feel the need to give the examples, but they are eerily similar to those of avenger79 . Son is 33 now, and he has his own scary stories from Afghanistan when he was deployed a few years ago, "outside the wire" stuff. He does not volunteer them, but at a gathering I had to shut him up once when he was talking to my brother because his older sister was about to faint. So I guess he manufactured his own luck!

To answer Old Ironmaker the kids will have to get the details of said events from others, I am not going to spill it unless I can cover it up enough when trying to give examples of what not to do

 

[dwco5051]

This subject is timely for me as one Sunday a month we put on a country, bluegrass, and gospel show at the local fire hall. We get about 100 or so people that show up, a cross section of the community with the average age of the attendees about 70. I decided a week ago to do this song at the next show and introduce it by asking the crowd if anyone besides myself can think back 50 or so years and relate to it.