tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post6973978637679296934..comments2024-03-26T17:55:50.539-04:00Comments on Cranky old man: On The NJ Boardwalk (GIRLS)joehhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-23235265493855223972019-08-25T15:52:23.422-04:002019-08-25T15:52:23.422-04:00My sisters and brothers and friends didn't hav...My sisters and brothers and friends didn't have a shore, but we had the local swimming hole just outside town. Ah, the heartbreak... ("Why didn't he look at ME but looked at HER instead?)Pixel Peeperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17553862902461169270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-63062961747321796002019-07-10T08:48:37.190-04:002019-07-10T08:48:37.190-04:00There was a lot of S&M everywhere. Stand and ...There was a lot of S&M everywhere. Stand and Model, calm down! Posing and preening like peacocks a plenty in my youth. Good post. UPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03227201877371820182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-2043302927207012952019-07-08T08:11:54.860-04:002019-07-08T08:11:54.860-04:00I was in the Army in 1971 and I was at Ft Monmouth...I was in the Army in 1971 and I was at Ft Monmouth. While there I went to Asbury Park a lot. <br />It was a fun place for a hick from Alabama that hadn’t seen much in his life.Rick Watsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01005727239466916086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-18858450223785262402019-07-07T08:25:23.044-04:002019-07-07T08:25:23.044-04:00learning is pleasure specially when teacher is yo...learning is pleasure specially when teacher is your own son dear Joe :)<br /><br />i think this is also a universal problem that girls want guys to approach them first bailihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06498012175058870980noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-53432809875799320522019-07-06T17:15:25.275-04:002019-07-06T17:15:25.275-04:00Preening was part of the County Fair at our Illino...Preening was part of the County Fair at our Illinois area. Girls clustered in groups and giggled. Guys tried to maintain their dignity, but I don't know about the preening.<br /><br />Memories indeed.Susan Kanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834094675218254410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-29997272659727277262019-07-06T11:30:52.150-04:002019-07-06T11:30:52.150-04:00That was a fun and worthy repost. We didn't ha...That was a fun and worthy repost. We didn't have a beach so the county fair was our "dancing" ground. To make things easier on everyone, most of us bought hats with our name's stitched on the front. Arkansas Pattihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156004753267665579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-36373901269987551272019-07-06T06:20:52.295-04:002019-07-06T06:20:52.295-04:00This reminds me of school dances where all the kid...This reminds me of school dances where all the kids were grouped on opposite sides of the room, the boys hoping the girls would approach while the girls hoped the boys would approach. Neither wanted to be the first person to cross that wide empty floor. I'm glad your son got it worked out much earlier than we did. Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-84889460777966949142019-07-06T05:58:01.044-04:002019-07-06T05:58:01.044-04:00Memories ...
God bless.Memories ... <br /><br />God bless.Victor S E Moubarakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04280638667651857296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-60506847718395275562019-07-06T05:23:54.172-04:002019-07-06T05:23:54.172-04:00Oh gosh, how I remember the days of heartbreak and...Oh gosh, how I remember the days of heartbreak and indecision!Valeriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12099030819314552958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-15806104225738213352019-07-06T04:29:48.670-04:002019-07-06T04:29:48.670-04:00What a lovely evocative glimpse into a more innoce...What a lovely evocative glimpse into a more innocent time. Those days were magic but I agree with Mimi's coment above, it's very different now and pretty dangerous for young people. The innocence has gone - condoms havent been a mystery to many young teens for quite some time (and yet unwanted teen pregnancies are common). You only have to look at music videos and listen to the lyrics to see where they are getting their 'education' from. It's very sad and I am very thankful we grew up in more innocent times when boys walked us home and MAYBE dared to ask for a goodnight kiss at the garden gate. Oh no - I sound like my mother! Gilly Maddisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14173834107174343901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-90409313866694108902019-07-05T23:56:14.530-04:002019-07-05T23:56:14.530-04:00Don't think I ever did this, but I can picture...Don't think I ever did this, but I can picture my son and his friends doing similar and more than likely not being successful.<br /><br />bettybettyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06323135450742337670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-70518969054092779982019-07-05T21:32:02.847-04:002019-07-05T21:32:02.847-04:00No shore here, but we had the roller-skating rink ...No shore here, but we had the roller-skating rink over in Bill-Paying Town. Not much preening was done by the boys there, though.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-64551615483962470632019-07-05T21:02:31.832-04:002019-07-05T21:02:31.832-04:00Thanks for the fun post!Thanks for the fun post!messymimihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10649529601786689712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-61122188457680993862019-07-05T19:52:27.759-04:002019-07-05T19:52:27.759-04:00Ah memories.Ah memories.Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-91457852594640102792019-07-05T18:56:07.563-04:002019-07-05T18:56:07.563-04:00Two or three more generations and things may actua...Two or three more generations and things may actually work out as hoped for. Given time, all things change.only slightly confusedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08165115156889904978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-84745921438464823432019-07-05T17:55:15.989-04:002019-07-05T17:55:15.989-04:00It's too bad the preening and the dance isn...It's too bad the preening and the dance isn't as innocent as it once was and anymore it's just dangerous. Too many crazies out there but it was fun when I was young. :)Magical Mystical Mimihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02228001451063803421noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-29662051921372445282019-07-05T15:43:09.522-04:002019-07-05T15:43:09.522-04:00The closest I ever came to this was at a family co...The closest I ever came to this was at a family conference camp on Lake Michigan. I vaguely remember meeting a cute boy and possibly making out behind a sand dune. It was the same week as the Lady Diana and Prince Charles wedding, so it's been a while!Bijouxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05788630004051883635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-84250819728527202212019-07-05T13:28:16.603-04:002019-07-05T13:28:16.603-04:00This was wonderful. I always had a great time at...This was wonderful. I always had a great time at the Jersey shore when I was young. We were there to meet boys and nothing else. However, it was a much more innocent time.Starting Over, Accepting Changes - Maybehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06032033918798053005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968059214758329257.post-88481134019989384132019-07-05T10:51:57.955-04:002019-07-05T10:51:57.955-04:00Some things never change indeed. This made me smi...Some things never change indeed. This made me smile. I remember the preening and the dance.<br /><br />Have a fabulous day, Joe. ♪♫♪♫Sandeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06785788498697004273noreply@blogger.com