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I know guy who may have done something similar with an old alarm clock. Allegedly.In this "example," "C" MIGHT be a guy that "A" joined the Army with in 1985, went through OSUT together, both went to Fulda together, then lost touch with after "C" went to Ft Bliss in 1988, then ran into each other again in Afghanistan in 2008 when C was training Afghan Special Forces and A was doing the thing he does. For purposes of this "example," "A, B, and C" are friends to this day.
Here's another "example" that I've used before purely as an "example" of something kids today will never experience: "A, B, and C" building a pipe bomb and using the timer from the board game "Run Yourself Ragged" as the timer (putting metal contacts on the timer to close the circuit, in this "example," one would have 60 seconds to flee by bike) and blowing up a tree in a school yard. Allegedly, life in the 70's-80's was a fun time for kids... for example...
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My son (now 21) went through a period in high school where he couldn't get enough of Steve Winwood; and not just the solo stuff, but Traffic and Blind Faith as well. He still loves the Little Feat "Waiting for Columbus" album.I remember that as well. I think it’s a mixture of the the chemicals themselves and whatever had happened to those clothes that made their owners feel the should probably use chemicals to cleanse them. It’s bad.
Same on ironing. My wife and I still do it and our boys know how to do it. As for music, I’ve done a decent job there. Almost anytime they’re in my car and I ask what they want to listen to, inevitably one of them will ask for Smashing Pumpkins. That’s a proud moment.
My sister had a bad habit of getting hurt to the point where she needed to go to the ER. Stitches, broken collar bone, broken ankle, etc. Every one of her injuries occurred while she was doing something she shouldn't have - riding her older sister's bike that was too big for her, skateboarding after being told to come home, etc. At one point, she was on a first name basis with several employees of the local ER. My mom used to often joke in later years that nowadays we would have gotten a visit from social services.Yup... and broken bones (on the elementary school "steel death" playground/swings) and stitches were the norm... now as a parent, you get grilled by the ER Doc so he can try and determine if he needs to call PD for child abuse. I've never had a broken bone, but between the ages of 4-8 alone, I had 5 ER visits for stitches!
When one of my daughters was in 4th grade she fell while climbing on the monkey bars at school and broke her arm. This was early-to-mid day when she fell. Even though she complained to the teacher that her arm hurt they never contacted Mrs. Nalt or anything. Just sent her home on the bus like nothing had happened. As far as I know they didn't even send her to the school nurse...smh...My sister had a bad habit of getting hurt to the point where she needed to go to the ER. Stitches, broken collar bone, broken ankle, etc. Every one of her injuries occurred while she was doing something she shouldn't have - riding her older sister's bike that was too big for her, skateboarding after being told to come home, etc. At one point, she was on a first name basis with several employees of the local ER. My mom used to often joke in later years that nowadays we would have gotten a visit from social services.
Did you mean “rub some dirt on it”?Put a bandaid on it
My sister had a bad habit of getting hurt to the point where she needed to go to the ER. Stitches, broken collar bone, broken ankle, etc. Every one of her injuries occurred while she was doing something she shouldn't have - riding her older sister's bike that was too big for her, skateboarding after being told to come home, etc. At one point, she was on a first name basis with several employees of the local ER. My mom used to often joke in later years that nowadays we would have gotten a visit from social services.
That too. But there was likely significant bleeding so, it warrants a bandaid after dousing with alcohol. Maybe even with some antibiotic ointment that was made in the 50s.Did you mean “rub some dirt on it”?
Your potential exposure to the lead paint would explain a lot of things... a whollllllle lotta things....The elementary school I went to had the radiant heaters and a coal burning boiler to provide said heat. And believe it or not, instead of eating the crayons we would melt them on the heaters...
Did they have a large insurance policy on you? It might explain things a bit.My parents had a habit of hoping bad things would go away. Broke my arm skateboarding(very obviously broken) and they waited a full 24 before accepting it and taking me to the ER. Had appendicitis and it nearly burst before going in. Hyperextended my elbow and chipped the bones snowboarding and they were like, “lifts are still running let’s get another run in”. The looks on the nurses’ and doctors’ faces was always like “seriously guys?”
these were all 5+ stitch incidents, so legit.Put a bandaid on it
My parents had a habit of hoping bad things would go away. Broke my arm skateboarding(very obviously broken) and they waited a full 24 before accepting it and taking me to the ER. Had appendicitis and it nearly burst before going in. Hyperextended my elbow and chipped the bones snowboarding and they were like, “lifts are still running let’s get another run in”. The looks on the nurses’ and doctors’ faces was always like “seriously guys?”
Did they have a large insurance policy on you? It might explain things a bit.
Did they have a large insurance policy on you? It might explain things a bit.
My mom had been an RN, so she was always pretty on top of what was serious and what wasn’t.
Both depending upon her attitude, she's seeing a deputy maybe he can keep her in lineLike you’re going to teach her, or are planning to kick her out of the family?