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Ran into Payton Pritchard’s parents in Walla Walla last weekend. He’s about to be drafted.

I remember when he was like 8 and on Katu or something else local showing off his skills.
 
I don't consider myself old, but I felt pretty crappy when my nephew started to get the better of me on the mat a few years ago.
you wrestle? I used to wrestle in high school.
 
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My 40th birthday. I made the mistake of coaching BG’s 12 year old all star team and it was the night before the state tournament. Great bunch of kids generally but the vast majority of the parents sucked dick. Earlier in the afternoon I had been called to a meeting of said dick suckers and chastised for not trying hard enough to win, that the Sportsmanship Awards we had won in the two previous tournaments were for “losers”, that I was playing their kids in the wrong positions, yada, yada, yada. I felt twice my age and ended up at a local bar with my assistant coaches. Definitely made me feel better but it was that day that the very last shred of my “Pollyanna” attitude was beaten out of me. It was like a preview of the Trump World that befell us 20+ years later. I’ve been a crotchety old man ever since......
 
when I was in college:

"right on! far out man"

"ROTC off campus!"...."hell no, we won't go" (tear gas in the air)

"let's buy a lid"

no CD's, just vinyl; no VHS or VCR (unless V = venereal and the other two letter weren't good); no cell phones or personal computers; no internet; gas @ 24.9 cents; Rainier Ale 39 cents/quart (green death). More hair and less belly. Cool status was horsepower instead of gigahertz

and, Carly Simon was really hot....this album cover was front and center in my fantasy life:

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When I realize I'm outliving famous people from my teen years.....it sort of hit me when Robin Williams and Bowie died that my generation was starting to fade
 
My grandfather was a carnie for Barnum and Bailey Circus his whole life...lot of Irish signed up during the dust bowl of the 30s

My dad worked for Barnum and Bailey (he fed the lions) then worked carnivals. That is where he met my mother.

My dad used to run a ride called the twister. It was terribly fast and there was one car especially that would suck the wind out of you and press you against the seat. A cop came once and was asking my dad about his "kiddy" ride. My dad asked him if he wanted to try it out. The cop did, so he put him in the car I was talking about. Cranked it up and the cops eyes rolled into the back of his head. Afterwards it took him a minute to get out but he was ok. As he walked past, my dad asked, how did you like my kiddy ride.

Note: My dad had no problems with cops, never ever call a real ride a kiddy ride. Its offensive to a carny.
 
My dad worked for barnum and Bailey (he fed the lions) then worked carnivals. That is where he met my mother.

My dad used to run a ride called the twister. It was terribly fast and there was one car especially that would suck the wind out of you and press you against the seat. A cop came once and was asking my dad about his "kiddy" ride. My dad asked him if he wanted to try it out. The cop did, so he put him in the car I was talking about. Cranked it up and the cops eyes rolled into the back of his head. Afterwards it took him a minute to get out but he was ok. As he walked past, my dad asked, how did you like my kiddy ride.

Note: my dad had no problems with cops, never ever call a real ride a kiddy ride. Its offensive to a carny.
My grandfather was a silversmith...he engraved your name on a bracelet or ring at a booth....he'd hop a train and visit once in awhile with a suitcase full of his work with our names on the rings...he passed away when I was about 10. As a kid I'd see him about once every couple years.
 
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