Do you have any idea what these posts mean to me? I graduated in 1972.... Your videos allow me to time travel. I was young, excited, full of good health, hopes and dreams. What did I worry about? How to keep my long curly hair straight for my date, what to wear on that date, was my dad going to tell me my mini skirt was too short (young lady... Get in there and change before he picks you up! And he better come to the door this time!!!) Would I get grounded? Pass algebra? I loved my record player, 45s, albums, and my girlfriends who knew all my secrets. How could I have known I'd lose that flat tummy that allowed me to tuck shirts into my bell bottoms? How could I know that youth is so fleeting, so special, so gone with the wind...❤✌
Fred... you're killing me! Every time I view your videos tears well in my eyes. I'm a grown man with tears streaming down my face wishing I could relive my childhood. No, it wasn't perfect... but it was better than what's considered "growing up" in this day and age. There's so much I remember so vividly... and it becomes so much more clear when viewing and listening to your videos- these are the BEST videos on Ytube (to me anyway). I do remember very well hanging out at K-Mart nearly every weekend laying on the carpet in the TV section and playing "Pong"... thee 1st video game, The people who worked in that area never bothered us- just let us play. Of course- watching Saturday morning cartoons and creature double feature, As kids we built forts, go-karts (still some photos), etc. all from scraps we found in the local junk-yard. We rode bikes with banana seats and attached playing cards to the forks with clothespins to make the wheels (spokes) sound like a motor; we'd have water balloon fights, squirt gun fights, play kick the can, kick ball, run through sprinklers in the grass, cowboys and indians (with cap guns), in the locals woods, sell lemonade for a nickel a cup on the side of the rode, go fishing on Saturday morning after digging for night crawlers the night before, buy slurpees at the local 7- eleven, drop a dime in the big water-jug hoping it would land in the little glass at the bottom (never did), hide-n-seek, draw in the road with chalk, play sand-lot "all sports" nearly everyday in the summer, go to the cinema once every 2 weeks, go to the beach (ocean), about once every 2 weeks, eat Kool-pops, popsickles, fudgesickles, creamsickles, pixie stix, drink Kool-aid, lemonade (soda-pop was a luxury), save up box tops from cereal boxes to send in for whatever toy was advertised on the back of the box, play "pitch" with baseball cards, play "hot-potato," build ramps for our bikes to jump over, climb trees, roll down grassy hills to see how dizzy we'd get, deliver newspapers (paper routes), [shovel driveways for a few bucks in the winter, snowball fights, building snowmen, sledding down hills, etc.], chase the ice-cream truck when his bell rang, go to the local ER when we got hurt and watch the nurses and Docs smoke cigarettes behind the counter, play with the dogs who ran free in the neighborhood, wait for the mailman to come and hand out candy to us kids (Imagine that- "Stanley" the mailman would park his mail truck, walk through the neighborhood and hand out candy while he delivered the mail. What a great guy he was!!), make flavored ice cubes with tooth picks and suck on them outside in the sun, buy "Wacky Packs," at 7-Eleven, have carnivals using the "Jerry Lewis Telethon Carnival Kit" and then send the whopping $25 dollars to the address marked on the kit, go swimming at the local YMCA, ride our bikes to our little league and Babe Ruth baseball games... and the list goes on. "Woolworth's" was a Christmas extravaganza! Not long after kid-dom (in early teen years), start listening to groovy and CooL music while starting at black-light, velvet posters, etc. Then when we finally traded in out bikes for driver's licenses, all those kid activities started fading... and quickly. The girls that were just "one of the boys" during years of kid-dom were seen through different eyes, all of a sudden. They looked pretty and smelled nice, wore flowers in their hair... and eeryone wore bandanas. Started going to high-school dances, trying to kiss a girl but refusing to dance, taking booze form our parents liquor cabinet... and yes- buying "Boonesfarm wine" at the local "package" store while underage (or trying to). Having a crush on the girl from "the other side of the tracks"... but never seeing her again after high school. PLaying in a Rock band hoping the girls would ask us out or come and knock on our doors... and in such a hurry to become an adult for the same reason that we wish we could relive out childhood- so life would become better or so we thought. All these thought swirl around my head when I view your videos, Fred- they truly are amazing. Thank you so much... and sorry for rambling!!
That describes my childhood to a tee, and I would do it all again in a heartbeat, being an adult truly does suck, I tell kids today enjoy it while it lasts, because before you know it its all over, it go's way too fast, although I never drank Boons wine, or smoked any weed, hated the smell.
I was not a huge party guy. So in the summers I watched him every night. Sure I went out some, but Johnny was almost like family to me. Least it seemed that way...
I'm 60 and I would love to be living in Minnesota on 40 acres again doing the morning chores before waiting out front of our farm for the school bus before sun up. The coolest part was winter. Yes it was like a winter wonderland til you where in it for more then 10 minutes. Thank God for parkas
This man Fred Flix is slightly younger than myself. He is an astonishing true artist, a weaver of stories and teller of memories that we all can share and enjoy. May his rich and deep memory never leave him and may he never cease taking us for virtual time travel trips. His choice in background music is totally dead on.One of the great experiences of RU-vid-Fred Flix.
You now know that I answer as many comments as I can personally, BlueprintOfYesterday (though I don't always get notified). I'm touched though perhaps undeserving of your kind praise. But it made my day!
BlueprintOfYesterday... You stated so eloquently exactly how I was feeling. Thank you for writing so beautifully what I'm sure so many of us think. He IS an astonishing artist who has a special gift for touching that place deep inside our hearts where magical memories live. For a few minutes we do indeed get to travel back... I am so grateful for the gift he brings to us.❤✌
This gives me goosebumps. So many memories. I’m younger, having graduated in 83. But I grew up in the 70’s and I’d cut off my right pinky to go back and do those days all over again. Best years of my life. And on my 18th Birthday, senior year, I bought a bottle of Boone’s Farm -Tickle Pink. Yeah, that was back when you had to be 18, not 21. So, so many memories. I have tears in my eyes. Great music by the way. American Pie is the best.
The manager at the 7-11 was a lesbian but we didn't care. She would let us kids restock the shelves and take inventory for a large ICEE. At the time, I live in Charleston Heights on "The Strip". That is what they usually called to bad parts of town right outside of Navy bases, and there were Tribulator motorcycle gangs and thugs and drunks carousing late at nights and we still didn't care. We were carefree and everyone watched out for kids back then.
Class of '82 here -- not only my pinky, but I'd throw in a cut off thumb to boot to relive my earliers years in the 70s and early 80s. They were the best of times, and I think of them often, especially now in 2020 with the meseed up world we're currently enduring.
IF I could go back and relive my teen yrs, also the 70's, I'd gladly forfeit the rest of my life now, just to have those experiences one more time...life was simpler then...
Although I was born the year of 1972 I would go back and relive my teen years as well. The world was so different then but at least we have our memories. I just wished I could “redo” those years just 1 more time. 🤔
@@FredFlix Not to mention your openness about your life and what happened in it...you remind us that, as Billy Joel said--"the good old days weren't always good"
Everytime I hear that song my eyes well-up. That, and "We'll Sing in The Sunshine" Those days and colors are long, long, gone. On my life, things really did have a softer hue to them in the 60' and 70's. It' true. God, how I m.j iss those days. Little money, but lot's of friends and good times. The things that were taboo back then, pass as innocence by today's standards. I always had to be the first one up and out of bed to open an unlocked front door to get the cool whole milk and dozen eggs deposited in the styro-lined square tin box every 2 days. Remember the pull-off foil lids on the glass milk jugs? Then you had to somehow re-fit the foil back on the top. The eggs came in a square paper box to fit the cool-box. We were always trying to stabilize the black and white picture on TV. There was always lines running up the TV before we got our colored Zenith console TV set. I wanna' go back......
@@starjunkie2804 😂😂😂😂 I feel you !!! I wanna go back too. I was an adolescent kid during that time, but I remember it well. Now a lot of issues are politically correct and it's all about the almighty dollar.
May of 72. Finishing up my junior year in high school. Lot's of partying. The guy who could never get anywhere with chicks (me), had a hot blonde girlfriend. Reefer was 20 bucks for a four finger bag. Nice mellow, Jamaican, not the crazy paranoid stuff around now. Rock music would reach a peak in 72 (IMHO) Led Zep IV had just come out. Deep Purple - Machine Head, Allman Bros - Live at the Fillmore, Jethro Tull - Thick as a Brick, Stones - Sticky Fingers, Yes - Fragile, Doors - LA Woman, on and on. They were the best of times.
Yeah, good times. I was more into Merle Haggard and Jim Reeves, still am. By 75 I was playing their music in local bars, though they made me stay on stage because I wasn't 21 yet. Our unofficial class motto was : "Sin Sex Hell War, We're the class of 74".
We had an entire store dedicated to Thom McAns in the local shopping center. Just a small storefront. And the Hush Puppies shoeboxes and posters with the B&W photo of a long-eared Basset hound...
Remember, this is a single perspective. Believe me, there were other people that had vastly different experiences than Fred, way more money, way more drugs, way more into the anti-war movement, way more into cooler music, way more into counter-culture. It is a moment in time, it is not retrievable.
@Dehydrated Water You would be too young to get the "70s, you were 4 when the Beatles were on Sullivan, you were 12 when the draft ended, not even old enough to get punk music in '76.
Thanx for taking me back once again! I remember well those space food sticks, Sonny and Cher's show, Clint Eastwood movies, cigarette ads disappearing from TV, all of it actually, but some of it stands out in memory more than other stuff. You capture not only that it was a special time, it was truly a magical time as well. That's what we know now that we didn't fully appreciate back then, IMO. Fantastic!
So nice that we had three channels and a couple of VHS ones but the next day everyone could talk about tje same stuff . And could sit in a movie theater all day on $1.00
Dan Reese, we actually had a common national culture as a result. Everyone was on the same page, so to speak. I could go visit my cousins 300 miles away and they would have seen the same TV shows I had the night before and we'd discuss them. Adults at the time (women especially) would call each other in the morning while having their coffee and talk about who was on Johnny Carson the night before. Now we are fragmented nationally with hundreds of stations and Netflix and RU-vid and not everyone is on the same page, so to speak.
@@RichardVernadeau Thanks Dude, the world was much smaller then as cultures as music and what we were about . Sad how teens today are so hard for them.to get out and have fun but I admit 1st hand video games and the internet keeps them inside the house. Boy I miss those Sundays at the park when all the local bands jammed the girls in halter tops and cut offs but now we are old farts. LoL
Thanks for the memories! 1972 was a very important year for me because I just turned 13! Now 60 and how I wish I could go back. Not to be 13 but to be 60 in 1972: no cellphones, no Starbucks, no slutty girl music, more decency in life in general and much more hope for a happy, decent future.
Hi Fred, I graduated in 1972 also. I grew up with Chinese, Jewish, Japanese and black friends and we all had a great time. Never really thought too much about differences, just fun. I think it is time we stopped talking about differences twenty-four hours a day and watch them disappear for the most part.
Graduated in 80 and this brings back memories. Boones Farm, oh my; it's been decades 😄 Lived and worked in Vietnam and Sri Lanka (mentioned in the video).
Graduated in 1980, as an early grad, left the country in 81, lived in Europe till 98, man was it a cultural shock returning to the USA. 81-94 worked in base as a civilian with the US Army, many co-workers were Nam Vets that did European outs, and did not return after the lack of welcome they received after the first tour. Lots of memories I seem to share, watching Nam news with Cronkite, space launches, Kmart, early days of malls. My parents were more Strick, and a tighter leash. Dad was an area manager for the Movie theaters. Lived in North Augusta SC kindergarten till 1st grade, Signal Mountain TN Elementary till 5th, then Effingham County GA till graduation.
I was only seven in 72 but I believe the 70's has been the best decade of my life. Furthermore, even though you and I have never met, I feel like I actually know you because of the stories that you tell with your videos. As folks have already mentioned, you are an outstanding storyteller. Your videos are really therapy for me. They allow me to time travel in my mind back to a much easier and fun part of my life. Thank you.
Awesomely cool. I was six or so years younger, but a lot of your experience rings true - I saw you people and thought my life would be so cool. Then, disco, funk and roller skating arrived. I headed off in a different direction. No war, cheap gas, new car, etc. Good times.
Great job Fred, you really laid out a day in 1972 very well, with the music in the background it was a wonderful trip back for me too even though I was only 9 years old at the time there is something so alluring about that era in the history of our country. Thank you for the memories.
I was.a.scrawny ten year old during the summer of 1972. Our family would go on these two weeks vacations in British Columbia (BC). My Dad.drove his 1967 Chevy Impala station wagon pulling a 17 foot camper trailer. I drove my parents nuts wanting to buy a newspaper everyday so I could keep up with the latest news on the Canada-Soviet hockey series that would take place in September. Thanks for re-posting this Fred! You do such an awesome job on your day in the life segments. Will you doing more covering the late 1970's and 80's as well? I'm sure there are many more of your subscribers who feel the same. All the best of the season to you from John In Calgary Alberta. And....yes we have snow here and plenty of it!!
I was 12 in 72 but remember all things well . We lived in sanfrancisco area until 69 then moved to the redding area so we lived in the heart of the 60s where everything was happening.
The 70's was my time. Started High School, no middle school those days, and ended with graduating college in 79. What a wonderful life I had. If I had the chance, I'd do it all over again.
Thanks for the memories, good and bad. Also in May 1972, Dan "Hoss" Blocker died suddenly at 43, and Alabama Governor and presidential candidate George Wallace was shot and crippled for life, ending his presidential aspirations.
This is great. It shows me how things evolved over the years to how they are now. It reminds me that the older I get, the more I understand I have been played.
Love these! So fun to relive those times. I laugh at the fashions and the cars! Going to the store to buy Tiger Beat magazine! Watching Archie Bunker, Mary Tyler Moore, Sanford and son.
Tiger Beat, Tiger Beat Spectacular, 16 Magazine, or Teen, or Seventeen, or Fave or Flip magazines. None more than 35, 50 cents or in extreme cases, a dollar.
My husband graduated from Goose Creek High School in '71. He has a younger sister you may know. Her first name is Candy. My husband is the middle child. Older sister's name is Jinx.
Fred, that's a shame about your dad. My dad couldn't make my graduation for health reasons, also. He'd recently had bypass surgery and the graduation was at an outdoor amphitheater with lots of steps he couldn't climb. He made up for it by taking my mom and me out to dinner at a "fancy" place, a restaurant on the top floor of a skyscraper downtown. This was a couple of years after you graduated. It was nice but I didn't get to stay out all night like you did. Anyway, I'm glad you have some good memories of graduation even if your dad (who sounds like a solid guy) couldn't make it.
I appreciate your comment, Jude. My dad's life was spiraling downward even before he was hurt at work and some unusual circumstances caused a rift between us that never healed when he took his own life. My next Day in the Life episode will reveal all this, if I have the nerve to post it.
You would have thought American pie and my sweet Lord were the only two songs played on the radio back then lol I can't listen to American pie anymore but George Harrison I still listen to what he put out on the airwaves
Critter T RIP Buddy Holly, Richie Valens, and “Big Bopper” Richardson. They were killed in a plane crash. Buddy Holly was Rock and Roll, together they were great. The beginning of our great Generation of rock! American Pie is in memory of them, by MacClean.♥️
I’m younger than the guy that makes these videos. I graduated in 1982, but they still bring back great memories. I might have been younger, but I love the music and I remember those old TV shows and commercials. My friends and I drank Boone’s Farm and smoked weed. Thank you for giving the rest of us the best time of our lives back. ✌️
May 1972 I was 12 years old and getting ready for elementary school graduation. My friend Xavier played upright bass and I played guitar. We were asked to play a song at the ceremony. So we did a rendition of "House of the Rising Sun".. hey.. it was 1972 and people didn't give a shit..lol. I picked out the guitar chords and he played the melody on the bass, weirdest thing you ever heard but it was cool playing "rock star" for the first time. Also for the first time in my life the girls new who I was and then 3 months later my dad moved us 60 miles east out in the middle of nowhere, where I didn't know a damn soul. Took me about 6 months to stop being pissed at him but now I miss the old guy, especially around the holidays. Keep up the good work Fred and Happy Holidays :)
A special time it was the best year of my life by far. We held our graduation at Wolf Trap State park in northern Virginia first week of June of 72. Remember cruising afterwards listening to the same tunes as yourself. Man those were the days. Back in may my best friend from that time passed away after a long battle with cancer. This video flooded me with memories of him and a tear came to my eyes. RIP John Wheels Wheeler!
So many memories, alot very painful but I was 17. I was so in love with someone I didn't deserve and he moved on and I'm still in love. All these years later. 1 husband, 2 children and 5 grandchildren. And I'm still in love with him!
i graduate in 73,my parents had put me out of the house 6 months before..my dad was a blind man who tried to drink himself to death..i was a football star and everyone in the county knew of me..then came the drugs,i finally quit 6 years later..married and raised two good kids..life has been hard but good..i don't want to go back,,one time around is enough....
I just now happened across your channel - thanks for sharing your memories. Even though I'm 5 years behind you, those images bring back a lot; I sure wish I could go back even for an hour or so but this makes me feel as though I have
I graduated in '78, but your posts just take me back. I must be 5-6 years younger than you, but I was 12 when you graduated and I loved Don Mclean. Keep up your video masterpieces. It was such a great time to be alive.
I agree 100% that it was a special time. Thank you again, and especially for sharing your personal photos and experiences from then; they evoked memories of my own.
I don't remember which songs you had on your earlier soundtrack here, but I loved hearing "Joy" by Apollo again. I remember dancing around to this record (probably an older sister had bought it) when I was 6 or 7 years old. I've seen a copy of the single posted elsewhere here, and Johann Sebastian Bach is rightfully credited as the sole author, since the tune was his own "Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring". My oldest sister graduated from HS in late June of 1972 and went on that fall to attend NYC's Fashion Institute of Technology (FIT) for 2 years. I remember attending her graduation there in June 1974 in NYC's famed Carnegie Hall.
I can truly say that the time just before my high school graduation until the end of that summer was the best of my life. No responsibilities to speak of. My friends and I got together almost everyday, sometimes going to the beach, other times just hanging out. I had my first love that summer as well (talk about angst!) Little did I know that when the summer slowly faded to Autumn, life would never quite reach those highs again. Many of my friends left town for college (I went to a local college, and only one of my friends went there), and there were a good number of them I would rarely if ever see again. Sometimes it seems like life moved on for most people, but never really for me. While I have been mostly successful in life, I would give a great deal of it up to go back to that summer. At least I have the memories
Ok, I was 16 in 1972, dropped out of high school that year but I relate to this. Took off in a hippie bus to see America that summer. Thanks for the flashback, Fred.
I also dropped out at 16 in 1972 My friend and I took off with some others in the vw bus went from Los Angeles up to Half Moon bay lived in a commune for about 6 months. I wanted to get back to LA a guy I liked got out of a work program ( I forgot what it’s called ) he got sent to because he got in trouble for smoking pot lol and he did some mushrooms. Anyway I called home COLLECT to ask my mom to get me a bus ticket. Of course she said “no you found a way up I guess you’ll find a way back “ she was tough but I get it now that I’m older and think back to those times. Well I hitchhiked back with my friend met up with the guy I liked moved into the garage of his parents house. 2 years later we were married had 2 girls, names are Jessica and Melissa songs by the Allman Bros I’d give anything to go back in time we were young and free spirited.
Your videos are awesome. I am 2 years younger than you so I relate to almost everything. The honesty and heart you put into the story including the sad parts makes me feel like I know you. The part about your dad especially.
Just stumbled upon this. Thanks. Good stuff. I was shocked at how it made me feel. Time flies. I wouldn't want to relive the 70's but I would sure like to spend a few days revisiting.
I love your videos. I'm a few years younger than you but it was the same for the class of '79. So much appreciate you sharing! Takes me back to a magical place in my life. I know there were hard times in the '70's but you seemed to have grown up very similar to me and everything seemed better. I grew up in Northwest Arkansas but we did the same things as you did. I feel sorry for anyone that didn't grow up in the '70's, and even the ones who grew up in big cities or didn't know the real fun belonged to us a little more rural kids; especially southern kids. Hope to see more of your life. ❤️☮️🎵
Thank you, Shannon. I have a dozen or more Day in the Life videos on this channel and also three Week in the Life. You're right about the Southern rural lifestyle in the 1970s (and 1960s).
Lollypop, you paint an extraordinary picture of the times, so reminiscent and completely relatable no matter our sex. Those were the best times, because youth still held us captive in its magical hold, our hearts filled with excitement of the unknown about to happen. At 14 my heart belonged to Barry Cowsill of the Cowsills, by 17 I was well over him though I spent years lusting after him and catching up on all his well published escapades in all the American teen mags Tiger Beat, and my personal fave, 16 Magazine. We had plenty of Australian and British teen magazines too. Graduation must have been wonderful, I went to a private Catholic Girls school, at end of last year of school we would have a celebratory mass and a month later await our exam results which were published in The Sydney Morning Herald as they still are to this day (before we received our passing certificates in the mail on same day), it was nerve wracking. It is lovely that you were so understanding that your dad was too ill to attend your own graduation, I know he was a huge figure in your life as you fondly mention him a great deal in your series of a Day in the Life. I can just imagine you at 17, burgeoning manhood, you and your friends invincible and daring and excited and raring to get on with your lives. I am glad you were not subjected to military service. We had 4 channels in 1972 in Sydney, ABC, Nine Network, Seven & Ten, my father had slightly relaxed his idea about too much TV, as he had by the 70’s started to like TV more than he cared to say. Though we had spam in our supermarkets, I have never tasted it, who knows one day I might buy a can and see what all the fuss is about. I loved the Sonny & Cher show, it was whacky, and it used to make me laugh. When I was in Lake Tahoe, I went to Mt Heavenly and passing overhead in a gondola you can see the exact spot where he crashed into a tree. Your country is gorgeous, I have never been to the South, but hope to someday. The first time I tried KFC I did so with my best gal pal Ellen, we got a lunch pack which consisted of 2 pieces of chicken, fries, mashed potato and gravy (small) and bean salad (also small) it was delicious and we were delighted with it….needless to say, these days it tastes nothing like it did then, they have taken all the flavour out of it, employ dopey teens to cook and under season it, and WORST OF ALL, bean salad is no longer available wahhhh it was better than the chicken for me…. Lastly and most controversially Woody Allen, I am a life long fan, his movies silly and funny and highbrow in their subtle intellect. He is in my esteem a comedy genius. His (not) son, Satchel now known as Ronan (who really is Frank Sinatra’s son) persists in damaging Woodys reputation which I believe is driven by Mia who was badly scorned and cannot forget their messy breakup. I do not condone Woody’s marriage to Mia’s daughter, but only speaking of his movies, I love them all. Sorry this is so long, thanks for another wonderful video, you are the best ox
Miss Melly, I enjoyed your comment very much. It's by no means too long. You always speak eloquently from the heart. I, too, am a Woody fan, speaking of his movies (and books). He has always been an inspiration to me. His personal life is a different matter. That's his own to deal with. I can only hope the worst of it is NOT true. But, like you, I am able to separate the art from the artist and enjoy the art. I'm amazed at your memories of KFC. But, please, don't try Spam!
Sweetie, my memory of KFC is clear because it opened in the early 70's, first in an outer west suburb of Sydney, and then one in my very own suburb!!!! We were excited to see it being built it was like the biggest thing happening in our town, everyone talked about it especially after the failure of Hartee's a burger chain (also in my suburb), then the day of the grand opening, the smell of fried chicken permeating and abounding every corner of every street near by, it was the most rapturous fragrance, foreign, mouth watering, sinking ones teeth into that first piece was a moment in time, I can tell you. At that time there was no eat in so we sat on the side brick fence and got our bum's bitten by ants, so we headed home and finished it off there. Mother was not greatly impressed, but she learned to like it, and then love it....shame as I said it tastes no where as good as it once did (in Australia at least) as they have taken out all the bad good things that used to be in it...LOL....oh well c'est la vie!
Hi Neil, well yes I did say we had 4 channels, I did not include the technicalities you have outlined LOL....as I had/have no idea of such....so thanks for the info :)
I just saw this great video, I too graduated in 72, seems like it was just last month. ..Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill.....The hangover from hell.....Thank's Fred!
Just one more comment I promise... I'm so sorry about your dad and his accident. I'm sure there was an awful ripple effect on your family.(Besides the financial devastation) it sounds like he was a hard worker. Also, you sure were lucky to grow up in such a beautiful place! I was landlocked in Illinois. I didn't like it back then. Now I wish I had those ruby slippers. 😘
Kudos to your vids. I already commented on your past video about how much this lined up with my parents stories and experiences and once again they laughed and said "Yup" when I showed them this video lol honestly, the nostalgia of this era is why I wish I would of been born 30-35yrs or so earlier than I was. I honestly wish that things today were the same as they were back then. I'd trade this day of bullsh*t online internet interaction with a cell phone in your pocket to talk to friends, texting and using social media to communicate with one another, for the construct of at least using a corded house phone to set up going out to socialize with friends and people in the real world instead of just sitting at home. My dad always talks about hanging out and cruising the strip in the nearest bigger town and having a good time with everyone together with the occasional street races between whoever's claiming their cars are the king of the strip lol I truly believe that today's society is a degenerate and horrible transition from what our world once was.
This is so awesome! I'm just a hopeless romantic when it comes to history but you are right on one thing shopping was alot more about discovery than it is now shopping was alot more fun even when I was a kid & a teenager but unfortunately there isn't to many places to go nowadays anyway thanks for sharing your 17 year old experience:)
I graduated in 1978 :) those were truly the good ol days my friend, I'll be 60 this August and still cant beleive it, where did time go??????????/ Sometimes I find myself mumbling Bob Seiger's words 20 years where'd they go 20 years I don't know LOL. Thanks again my friend for the blast from the past.
Thanks for this. I was in junior high school at the time, dorky and unpopular. But I would love to go back and relive it--with my present mind, my present life experience. It would be like visiting a foreign country, at once both familiar and exotic. And quaint. Because that world and those young, innocent people are now merely ghosts of long ago. If there were a door that opened into the seventies I would walk through it without hesitation, leaving only the car keys and a note to my wife: "I've gone back to 1972. Follow me. I'll be waiting. "
1972. I was 15 and hanging with everyone from high school. What a time,. God, it was great to be young, care free, and indestructible. I had a 1967 Buick Riviera, boat of a car with a 454. FINE TIMES INDEED.
Savannah GA here. Graduated 1973. Many of those same old memories. Thanks for the videos that you put together as they are special to me. Jim Lee Savannah GA May 09, 2020.
@@FredFlix I remember the video you did for that. It was awesome and then you dropped the bomb. I didn't even know you but it was like a friend lost his dad. RIP.
Ten years older than me but a lot of this seems familiar (my sister and that Tiger Beat mag, David Cassidy, Bobby Sherman, too - she had their albums, as we were a younger generation; the Corvair! Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill - I remember the TV commercials, the old lady on a motorcycle, back then). Very touching production. Good work, Mr. FredFlix.
I'm still riding that horse with no name. Different time, different desert. I also graduated in '72 at 17 and can honestly say that was truly the beginning of my life as an adult.
Thank you for these wonderful videos. I loved 1972. My sister also graduated High School that year. I remember the girls wore very short dresses that year. All of my sister's friends looked like Marcia Brady. I was younger (8) and I loved the same music (I still have the 45 rpms by the way)! I was more into the Kool Aid parties. I got my first Easy Bake oven that year. David Cassidy was my first love and I got my first banana seat bike - it was blue and my father bought it at Bradlee's. I was hooked on the Brady Bunch and The Partridge Family. I spent my summer chasing the Mr. Softee ice cream truck. Life was good!
@@FredFlix Thanks! My childhood back then was split in three acts : Act I - rural Quebec (fun fact : the U.S. border (Maine) was literally behind our fence and I never once crawled to the other side - I was still a small kid) - Act II - Hartford, CT in a French-Canadian neighborhood from 1969 to 1976 - Act III - Montreal, QC. and I am still there!
When I was a teenager and in my twenties and thirties I practically lived at B Dalton and Waldenbooks. I hated when they left the mall. I order books from Amszon. I avoid Books A Million. It smells weird inside and it's not the coffee you smell.
I'm a few years younger than you, but I too remember things like this quite fondly as well. Melancholy, I think that this best fits my demeanor when I watch your videos. I am now disabled which adds to the twinge of regret revisiting yesterday, today. Yet, all in all I do appreciate seeing these, reliving in my mind even though it can cause some grief. At least I had these times. these memories.
In California in '72, almost all guys were wearing Hang Ten T-shirts. They had a pair of feet sewn over the left chest. Did that brand make it out of the west coast?
@@stendec-dd3he That's the way I figured it was, when I was a kid. If we were all wearing them, every teenage boy in the world must be wearing them too. I had no concept of different tastes or styles back then.
Yes! All the way to the Washington D.C. area! One summer the youth choir from my church wore navy blue ones and the embroidered logo was gold. Haven't thought about that in forever!
This is so spot-on for life of 17 year-old in the 70's! That bottle of Boones Farm wine brought back many memories of sneaking out of the house, meeting your friends at a designated spot, rocking out and then waking up the next day with the worst hangover, ever! The drinking age, here, was 21 but, everyone knew if you went to the convenience store, just outside of town, the little old lady there never asked for ID! If there was any pot smoked, it was either fake or some guys home-grown shake that was crap! But, MAN! the music was great back then!!!
Christopher U.S. Smith : Yes! Thanks for posting that. I heard the song playing and I couldn't remember its title. It was driving me crazy that I couldn't remember it. I liked the song at the time. Heck, I still like it. 😃 I hadn't heard it in a LONG time. Cheers! 👍😎
Bob Faucett You are welcome! It was one of the very few popular 45s my late classics-loving brother ever purchased, and it got a lot of play on his turntable. It's amazing the music one could create on a Moog. :)
How amazing that all of your videos parallel life the exact the same way, as it was in Combined Locks, Wisconsin. I was the same age '72, graduated in '73 and went to Charleston USAF shortly after. Brothers of different mothers I guess. Thanks for the Great compilations!
