What were your favorite activities back in the 50s?

Everyone remembers what they were doing in the fifties. Sock hops, drinking malts, fighting in korea, having secks at the drive in..

but what were favorite things to do back then? Me, i loved getting in brawls the most. Got beat up mostly and stabbed with a switch blade. But it was just what we did in those days.
 
In the 50s I was constantly buying plastic guitars and trying to tune and play them. I had no idea what the next decade would bring me.
 
the mickey mouse club (mousekateer)
car 54 where are you
the lone ranger (whom i got to meet)
my uncle Tuck's '59 Speedster (i would stand there and look at that car for an hour)
 
We would stand on the corner singing the doo wop. We'd sing until old man Mulligan would yell and throw stuff from his window at us, 'there's people tryin' to sleep here!'

After that we'd have sordid lessons in love on the rooftop of our tenement building.

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Everyone remembers what they were doing in the fifties. Sock hops, drinking malts, fighting in korea, having secks at the drive in..

but what were favorite things to do back then? Me, i loved getting in brawls the most. Got beat up mostly and stabbed with a switch blade. But it was just what we did in those days.

Where did you enjoy to do your juvenile delinquency? A lot of people liked doing their stabbing on the violent streets.

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But there was a lot to be said for brawling in new buildings.

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I almost forgot this classic masterpiece starring Mamie Van Doren’s gigantic ass.


I own that film and genuinely love it with all my heart. Rumbles, a juvenile delinquent girl doing judo, a 'no hands on the wheel' hot rod race, Paul Anka as a heartthrob singer, nuns, The whole thing is terrific.

Plus Mamie Van Doren's bad attitude is the best thing ever.
 
Huntin down dirty commies and throwing them alive on these big bonfires we would have. How they would scream! Even the tough buggers scream when you throw them on a bonfire.
 
When I wasn’t at the biker bar visiting the glory hole I used to race for pinks at the local airstrip. 35’ Duece with a flathead, Edlebrock Intake, Harmon and Collins magneto and of course a Halibrand quick change diff. Mostly I was at the biker bar though.


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getting impaled on my two foot long gear shift
getting all my ribs cracked from my enormous steering wheel
getting huge arms from steering
smoking five packs of cigarettes a day
drinking 20 cups of coffee a day
having nightmares about guadalcanal
having nightmares about korea
taking my eight daughters to piano lessons
trying my wife's cocktail dress on and not telling anybody
buying a house after working at the coffee filter factory for two years
going to the tavern with ed, red, sid, buck, delmer, and bob kryzewszsksczki
having a few drinks at the vfw, the american legion, the rotary club, the shriners, and the masonic lodge
doing coups and assassinations
keeping undesirables out of my neighborhood
getting the folding tables out and eating some blazing hot swansons while watching red skelton on the tv
going hunting with my ear flap hat and enormous coat
 
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