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In 1961, I was 12 and was living in a logging camp on the north fork of the Clearwater river, in Idaho ,in the summer. An idyllic time for a boy. The big choice, each day,was whether I was going to fish the river or the creek. To change things up, I might climb up and pick berries or swim in the log pond. No TV, no phones. Going to town meant a 35 mile drive, over a winding , rough toad, to Pierce. The Lucky Lager truck delivered on alternate Fridays. Times were different for sure. Hard to believe that was sixty years ago. GD

Born in '58, every year before '63 is just a blur of memory. Seems to me that '63 was a sort of watershed year, both for me personally as I became somewhat aware of national events, and for the nation.

As a kid, I would have loved that. Maybe even more as an old guy.

1961 I was celebrating my 21st birthday on Guam, C-54 mechanic with the 79th Air Rescue Squadron at Anderson AFB. Have since been better places.

I saw Bobby Vee at the Old Cobblestone sing this about that time.

i spent a year there one month in 88 or so. can't imagine it was any better in 61.

Eight years old. Remember Micky Mantle, riding bikes, shooting .22s, being in a car wreck with Mom.

Those were simple times indeed. Not a care in the world.

BTW I still have that single shot bolt .22. Remington model 514 Shoots shorts, longs and long rifles. Grandpa gave it to me for Christmas.

this is a good topic for geezers. i am one. the 'good old days were ...when?