I remember the 60's... things like working in the school library where I got to sit at the check-out desk and date-stamp those cards in the little pocket glued to the front page of the books. Then I filed them in the card catalog.
I was also a film monitor. That meant I got to walk down the hall to the storage room (past the janitor’s closet where we cleaned erasers) and wheel a cart back to our room with a movie projector on it. I would then feed the film through a very complicated series of slots, which made me feel extremely important (I would say ‘techy’ but not even Mr. Gates was considered techy yet), and we would watch a movie about safety starring Jiminy Cricket singing “I’m no fool. No sirree! I’m gonna live till I’m ninety-three!” Then if our teacher was in a really good mood, we got to watch it backwards while we squealed with laughter and ate our lunches at our desks.
‘What is this?’ you might be thinking…
It’s a hair dryer, of course! A portable hair dryer in its own round carrying case. I would put that flowered cap on my head over my brush rollers, attach the hose and flip the switch! I used to love how the cap filled with hot air and made me look like I was at the beauty parlor – in my mind.
We had lots of great hair inspiration…
And FASHION! I remember that all the cool girls in my fourth grade class were getting go-go boots. These white, zip-up-the-back boots were worn by all the dancers on Hullabaloo and the screaming fans at the Beatles concerts. (Somehow in my mind these were cuter than they look here but nope – this is exactly what they looked like. See that little heel? I thought that was especially neato.)
Me? My mom took me to Nadeau’s where I had to buy corrective saddle shoes. This was a devastating blow to my fragile self because these were NOT cool.
(Sorry Mr. Photographer. I know you tried really hard to make them look cool by propping them up on some books but it’s impossible to miss how embarrassing these were.)
I actually talked Sheryl Near into trading shoes with me for a day – can you believe that? I’m sure I zipped up those boots and did ‘The Pony’ down the hall while she sat pitifully on the floor lacing up those saddles. She must have either been the most merciful girl in the school to take pity on me or else the poor thing had no ability to say NO.
That night my little brother told my parents he saw me in the hall wearing GO GO BOOTS (rat fink) which ended my one day shot at being ‘with it’. Oh Sheryl, if I saw you today I would give you a huge hug because just writing about your incredible act of generosity makes me want to bawl.
TV watching in the 60's was a big part of every evening at home. Can you name these shows?
I know that looking at these old pictures has made you wish you were a kid in the 60’s… but it wasn’t all Shindig and Hullabaloo.
I was in grade school and junior high during that turbulent era and because I was so young, I missed the significance of all the changes happening. Looking back, I can see all the signs of things to come. Sex, drugs and rock-n-roll lifestyles were glamorized. Culture was characterized by rebellion and if-it-feels-good-do-it. Sound familiar?? And here we are today.
But none of that can erase lots of good memories!
Who Wants To Go Back To The 60's? Apparently I do, what with all the blogging about it. Sheesh!