Best/Worst Times as a Kid

#51
#51
Where on the Chattahoochee?

I am not sure. Landmarks were the GT guys things. I was the girl with the beer tube. However, years later I married at Vinings Baptist Church.

Best: Honeymoon was a train trip (VIA rail) through western Canada.
Worst: I paid half and he was a UGA grad.

Yeah, I was a stupid kid.
 
#52
#52
Fourth grade. I had a huge abrasion on right elbow from a bike accident. My uncle was up from Georgia and Mom said: You can take her back but no swimming until that arm is healed.

Ouch: My cousin helped me peel off the scab because we knew that Granny couldn't see squat.
Best: We got to go swimming in the lake. I almost drowned Robin and she deserved it.
Worst: I got impetigo.
 
#53
#53
When I was 7, my Dad took me to my first baseball game (besides going as a baby). It was the old Memorial Stadium the Orioles played in, which was absolutely a dump. It didn't matter. I was bananas for baseball and entering the seating area, catching my first glimpse of the field, it was the prettiest thing I'd ever seen. I was trying to play it cool but couldn't keep from smiling, so I kinda hid my face from my Dad.

We were there early enough that we walked right down to the front row and watched Cal and Billy Ripken warm up. We were so close to them we could hear them talking.
 
#54
#54
Best: Growing up in the 90s. I was able to enjoy the outside and the onset of the new technology.

Worst: Watching my dad battle his alcoholism.
Fortunately my dad kicked his alcoholism a lot easier than most it seems. Sorry you had to watch yours struggle.

But the 90s were legendary. Still rode our bikes all over the place till the street lights came on, and got to enjoy video games and technology. Plus all that amazing 90s music
 
#55
#55
Daddy was still pulling that camper all over the place. We were in Houston. Headed to Mexico. We went to Astrodome for a Braves game.

Best: Saw Hank Aaron pop 2 out of the park.
Worst: Daddy made my brother quit waving his Braves pennant coming out of the stadium.
 
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#56
#56
Best: snow days, out from school. We had a couple of amazing blizzards from ‘93-‘96, and sledding on the hills in our yard all day, then going inside and playing Super Nintendo with a cup of hot chocolate and finding out there’s still no school tomorrow was the absolute best

Runner-up: going to the swimming pool all day everyday in the summer

Worst: my first funeral - learning about how death and what effect it has on people when my grandfather died when I was 6. It was an important lesson, but a hard one.
 
#57
#57
Daddy was still pulling that camper all over the place. We were in Houston. Headed to Mexico. We went to Astrodome for a Braves game.

Best: Saw Hank Aaron pop 2 out of the park.
Worst: Daddy made my brother quit waving his Braves pennant coming out of the stadium.
Smart Daddy.
I saw Willie McCovey hit two grand slams. Willie Mays was the most interesting because of the way he caught a fly ball.
Aaron just flicked his wrist.
All in the 60s.
 
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I was pretty lucky I guess. Way more good memories than “bad.”

Growing up in the 90’s was awesome. I remember the first NASCAR game (Papyrus) and Myst on PC. Thought those were so cool. Its funny how each next console was soooooo much better graphically lol.

The only thing I remember really being upset about was changing HS’s between my freshman and sophomore year. The “new” HS was 10-12 so I was the “freshman” again.
 
#60
#60
I grew up in the 50s & 60s. The Best time ever for a kid to grow up in.

John Wayne, leave it to Beaver, Ozzie and Harriet, could say something without hurting everyone’s feelings etc. agree. I was a kid in the 70s but I always thought it would be good to be a kid in your era.
 
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#62
Okay, I'll start with worst. Me, my brother. and two cousins were tramping through the woods. Andy stumped his toe in a yellowjacket nest. Bees were flying. We ran like heck. Mom pasted us all down with baking soda. My brother had to go to the hospital. Found out he was allergic to stings.

What stands out here is that we were actually outside playing most of the time as kids, not texting, instagramming etc.
 
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#63
#63
Hey, Yankee. Worst doesn't have to mean bad. Just something you got through.

Best: I was 19. Having a good time on my aunt's boat in Jax bay, watching fireworks. Okay, so what if it was her husband's boat? I had to pee.
Worst: Jumped overboard and got caught by riptide.
Much worse: The idiots that picked me up 2 miles away in the ocean tried to rape me before taking me back.

You just gotta live through it. Find the funny.
 
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#64
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Best and worst are tied together. Worst moment, my dad worked in the coal mine, and had actually got hurt pretty bad, ruptured 3 disc in his back. He went back to work, and there was a rock fall inside the mine, and 3 men were killed. The company called our house, and I answered the phone. I remember giving it to my mom, and her dropping it screaming and crying. We sit there for hours, family and friends had came over, it was surreal the thought of my dad being dead. In the middle of everything, later that night, my dad walked in the door. We just all grabbed him hugging and crying. What was the worst feeling ever, was suddenly an overwhelming joy. What had happened, he was put on light duty, and the man running his machine got killed. The office people were informed which jobs had the fatalities, and didn't know my dad had been doing something else, so they called to inform us. Still remember the emotions of both those moments.

That JoeVol!!! Show off. Always has to out do us with by winning the post of the day. Lol. Great story and very happy about the outcome.
 
#66
#66
Best: I was four years old. Taking dancing lessons. I got to wear a purple tutu and put on makeup. Put makeup on my little brother, too. Worst at that time, our dog died. From distemper. In hindsight maybe a shot could have prevented it. Haha.

How many “bests” do you get?
 
#68
#68
I remember as a kid between 5-10 years old I would alway get stung by bees 10-12 times every summer. Might have had something to do with running in my bare feet all the time. I lived In Knoxville during my childhood. Maybe the stereotype was true- we never wore shoes. I also had an insane best friend who would try and pick up bees with his bare hands and put them in jars. I was too stupid to tell him he was an idiot.
 
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#70
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Started job at public library when I was 15. Daddy had to drive me to work.

Best: Finished reshelving books so that I could read "War and Peace" in peace.
Worst: The pervs beat me to the corner and were already whacking off.
 
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Hey, Yankee. Worst doesn't have to mean bad. Just something you got through.

Best: I was 19. Having a good time on my aunt's boat in Jax bay, watching fireworks. Okay, so what if it was her husband's boat? I had to pee.
Worst: Jumped overboard and got caught by riptide.
Much worse: The idiots that picked me up 2 miles away in the ocean tried to rape me before taking me back.

You just gotta live through it. Find the funny.
That’s why I used the quotes. I guess the military has kind of jaded me as to what was “rough” or having to get through growing up.
 
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#75
#75
We were tent camping at Myrtle Beach. Serious storm came through and swamped us. No lights, nothing.

Best: The cinema in town was playing "Shenandoah."
Worst: First time I ever saw Daddy cry.
 

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