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If you are old enough to remember riding a bike without a helmet or roller skating without elbow and knee pads, you will identify with these stories. These were not daring feats or reckless behavior; they were the way things were done. Bicycle helmets and body padding didn’t exist. Sure, we fell and got cuts and scrapes. But we survived! Did you ever eat dirt, have rock fights, or get your head stuck in a porch railing? Probably not, but we did that too. Do you remember being told to go outside and play, not to get dirty and you better be home for supper? How about black and white televisions - ONE per household! There was a very limited number of stations to watch and the only time you got to choose what you wanted to watch was Saturday morning - when all the cartoons and western serials were on. The sixties were many things to many people, a transitory time for many aspects of our lives. Revolutions were happening in music, civil rights, sexual freedom, and social consciousness. But for two young boys born in the second half of the 1950s, the sixties were just ‘our childhood’. Simpler times; simpler activities; simpler problems for us. It’s not that the sixties were better than any other time, it’s just that, to us, they were simpler. And we remember them with fondness. Join us for some stories of our days of adventure in the Boston suburb of Everett.
