Remember when

All of that post was great. Nice that you shared it. Not trying to shirk the rest, but...

Sheridan were the very cream of the crop! 5mm (.20 cal), pump action (no whimpy springs), real wood stock (no plastic, tho some Daisy rifle had wood too.) Was yours a .22 cal? A Benjamin Sheridan? I always longed for a Sheridan.
My Uncle gave me my first pellet rifle. Also a woodstock, .22, pump, but was made by Rochester in NY. It still shoots with full power (is in my lap as I type this). Uncle Jack was a WW2 Marine, so he holds a very special place in my heart and not just for the rifle.

 

Remember this…. Grizzly Adams

 

and BEN! He was the real star

 

I own a beautiful Benjamin, but it is a newer one. My rifle was a 5mm Sheridan Bluestreak, (not the expensive chrome plated Silverstreak) but it had a clear, straight flawless walnut stock that would make plastic gun owners cry today.

I almost cry when I remember selling it at the swap meet in 1981. They closed a manufacturing plant where I was working, and I found myself out of a job with 2 children and a wife. I’m pretty sure I got more than what dad paid for it. But it was still in beautiful shape.

I remember jumping on that Schwinn, 9 or 10 years old, and riding off from where we lived (which was a mobile home in the desert) and going further into the cactus to shoot jackrabbits and snakes and big spiders.

OK, I never did get a jack rabbit, but I bagged a nice gopher snake, various birds, and a defenseless toad.

 

Remember listening to vinyl records on the "home entertainment system"

It weighed about 100lb or more

 

Dawned on me that I still have this blade. No map, just the name, but has dragons!

To fit this in with the thread Remember When... do you all remember those cheap ass switch blades of the '60s? Plastic "pearl" handles, sloppy as fuck locks, pivoting guards (bewix handle & blade), and loose as all get out. But hey, we were cool to carry one.


(It is showing the hard life it had over there and it's age...)

edit: OK I'll take my due lumps for too many way-large photos. I'm in such a hurry to post and get back to other things that I neglect cropping like I should. Give me a 3 hr ban.

 

And this one is with the 48 start flag! I even remember those.

Watch this talk Red Skelton gives about our Pledge! He nails it and does so very early on: https://www.bing.com/videos/search?...0931503BBDA6923E5A6E0931503BBDA6923&FORM=VIRE


edit: early on in history, not early in the video.

 

Yep, tears would be expected (& forgiven). That was the dream rifle of my youth. But you had your priorities straight! Kudos for that, my man!

Dinna feel bad that the wee rabbits got the better of you. I tried with slingshots even (in the deserts of West Texas) and got skunked so bad! I can hear them laughing still.
Made up for it in other critters, nay worries there.

 

Monsters on “baseball” cards with gum.

The Wacky Woody

All the Ed Roth fiberglass

This guy


Plastic models you could build three different ways depending on whether you wanted the NASCAR or a custom car or a stock car.

Surfnik (extra points if somebody gets this without looking it up)

People building hot rods out of coffins because they saw it on The Munsters.

 

One of the few creatures I ever shot with a real rifle was a jack rabbit out on promontory point Utah.

My friend had loaned his .22 Marlin semi auto, and I pretty much machine-gunned the poor thing. We were hunting for rabbits and chuckers, and my buddy said, “here take this one!” There was a lone hare sitting in the snow just 10 yards from me.

I could not pull the trigger. It was too easy. I yelled and waved my arm and he took off running. And I emptied the clip.

I put at least 2 bullets out of 5 in him, because that Marlin would fire as fast as you could pull the trigger. It was amazing! I had never shot an automatic of any kind.

Then my friend and his brothers stood around with 12 gauge shotguns and turned the rabbit into minced meat.

I didn’t understand about coyote hunting. I just thought they were being unnecessarily brutal. Plus hunting was poor that day and they all wanted to blow off some ammo.

 

only the strong survived. LMFAO

 

I never got on a train where I didn’t have a ticket. I would’ve been scared chitless.

 

I remember Rat Fink well. But don't recall Surfnik.
The card monsters were classic one, right? not cartoon.

 

You could get the stickers in a wax pack with gum
Put 2 on my head board - My mom wasn't to happy

 

Nothing wrong with that!

 

Woolworth's diners were the best. I wonder if they can be called "the Original food court"?
I liked their malts very much!

And the swivel stools were as much fun as the penny pony ride by the front door.

 

Ignition & trunk. Don't know when locking fuel caps came out, but you'd need three then (I think). Don't remember if they could key the cap to the either ign or trunk.