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I used to âplay driveâ like this. Momâs car was an automatic. She could never understand why every time she came back after a while the brakes were flooded. Iâd been stepping on them, of course. Quite hard, just to see how far down the pedal would go.
We were always left alone in the car âback in the dayâ. Windows had crank handles and we would just roll them down if it got too hot. Car seats didnât exist. We were instructed to close the windows and lock the doors if anyone came along acting creepy. But that never happened, not even once.
While there were many ills in the 50s and 60s, child endangerment wasnât at the top of the list, especially in my small town. We had a motto, âIt takes a village to rat on the neighborâs kidâ. We had a grand time, dawn til dusk, but later I realized that everyone knew everyone. We couldnât get away with doing anything wrong, but we were also protected by this âsurveillanceâ network.
Our cars didnât have seat belts or air bags. We rode bicycles and horses without helmets, we roller skated without protective gear, we went out to play in the morning, with a peanut butter sandwich in our pocket and didnât come back until dinner time. It was safe to leave your doors unlocked and your windows down when you parked your car. You didnât lock your house. Your yard was probably not fenced, and your pets ran loose. Yet we survived to be the grandparents of todayâs helicopter parents and the great grandparents of their overprotected children.
Aw, fond memories - Nowadays, she wouldâve had to take them into the store with her for what should be a 5 minutes grocery trip but will now be a 20 minutes haha.
The first time I drove, out in the country of course, was sitting on my Dadâs lap, âsteeringâ the car while he worked the gas and brake pedalsâŠ
I grew up in 1950âs Brooklyn. I did the math: there were 600 kids playing in the street. First of all, it was too crowded to get in trouble. In a sense, we policed ourselves with the older kids looking out for the younger kids.
Secondly, someoneâs mom always had her head out the front room window usually talking with the neighbor in the adjoining apartment. It was the urban equivalent of talking over the backyard fence. They knew all 600 kids and their momsâ telephone numbers.
I recall a time back in the late 60âs, when Mom left me in the car alone while she went into the fabric store where my Granny worked. I played in the car, and figured out how to get the car out of gear, and it started to roll backwards. I managed to get my foot on the brake, but couldnât figure out how to put the car in park. I was crying in panic until some lady came and helped put the car in park. Someone else ran in the store and got my Mom. Needless to say, she didnât leave me in the car alone again until I was way olderâŠlol.
BE THIS GUY over 8 years ago
The 1980s were a barbaric time; a kid in the car and no one called the police or children services.
legaleagle48 over 8 years ago
No, he canât, Mom. You know how hyperactive he is and how easily he gets bored!
somebodyshort over 8 years ago
They honk the horn to help mom find the car
Say What? Premium Member over 8 years ago
Mom had to horn in on their fun, and Calvin may find himself on the horns of a dilemma.
kmwtigger over 8 years ago
Mom actually left Calvin (and Hobbes) ALONE in the car???
bigcatbusiness over 8 years ago
This is what happens when you leave children all alone. That⊠and many other things.
bigcatbusiness over 8 years ago
Sounds like they had a party bus in there.
Kind&Kinder over 8 years ago
âThatâs o.k., mom, just wait until I (and Hobbes, of course) put the car into the ditch! Thatâll be great fun!â
orinoco womble over 8 years ago
I used to âplay driveâ like this. Momâs car was an automatic. She could never understand why every time she came back after a while the brakes were flooded. Iâd been stepping on them, of course. Quite hard, just to see how far down the pedal would go.
Kristiaan over 8 years ago
The âHobbes puts on the windshield wipersâ is for me one of the most hilarious moments in C&H history.
Chad Cheetah over 8 years ago
She left Calvin with the keys?! When my mom left us in the car, she took out the keys and left the windows open.
Chad Cheetah over 8 years ago
Now I remember a time where the sunroof was wide open and it started raining, but I couldnât close it. That got me wet, for sure.
Ralph Newbill over 8 years ago
And we know in todayâs nanny state, Calvinâs mother would be cited for child endangermentâŠ..
mcclainbarrett over 8 years ago
We were always left alone in the car âback in the dayâ. Windows had crank handles and we would just roll them down if it got too hot. Car seats didnât exist. We were instructed to close the windows and lock the doors if anyone came along acting creepy. But that never happened, not even once.
Packratjohn Premium Member over 8 years ago
While there were many ills in the 50s and 60s, child endangerment wasnât at the top of the list, especially in my small town. We had a motto, âIt takes a village to rat on the neighborâs kidâ. We had a grand time, dawn til dusk, but later I realized that everyone knew everyone. We couldnât get away with doing anything wrong, but we were also protected by this âsurveillanceâ network.
StarWarsGuy500 over 8 years ago
Why do I feel that what Calvin describes is what heâs going to end up doing when he learns to drive?
cubswin2016 over 8 years ago
I donât think blaming a stuffed animal will help.
sbwertz over 8 years ago
Our cars didnât have seat belts or air bags. We rode bicycles and horses without helmets, we roller skated without protective gear, we went out to play in the morning, with a peanut butter sandwich in our pocket and didnât come back until dinner time. It was safe to leave your doors unlocked and your windows down when you parked your car. You didnât lock your house. Your yard was probably not fenced, and your pets ran loose. Yet we survived to be the grandparents of todayâs helicopter parents and the great grandparents of their overprotected children.
maxpower44 over 8 years ago
The police ticket Calvin for speeding through a school zone; Hobbes giggles and doesnât help pay the fine;
Calvin grumbles by having to pick up trash that ironically isnât his.
Vorticia over 8 years ago
Aw, fond memories - Nowadays, she wouldâve had to take them into the store with her for what should be a 5 minutes grocery trip but will now be a 20 minutes haha.
neverenoughgold over 8 years ago
A clutch? Mom drives a car with a manual transmission?
Who knewâŠ
neverenoughgold over 8 years ago
The first time I drove, out in the country of course, was sitting on my Dadâs lap, âsteeringâ the car while he worked the gas and brake pedalsâŠ
neverenoughgold over 8 years ago
I donât understand Momâs concern; after all, Calvin can drive a spaceshipâŠ
dflak over 8 years ago
I grew up in 1950âs Brooklyn. I did the math: there were 600 kids playing in the street. First of all, it was too crowded to get in trouble. In a sense, we policed ourselves with the older kids looking out for the younger kids.
Secondly, someoneâs mom always had her head out the front room window usually talking with the neighbor in the adjoining apartment. It was the urban equivalent of talking over the backyard fence. They knew all 600 kids and their momsâ telephone numbers.
Mom doesnât stay home anymore: she works.
somebodyshort over 8 years ago
I thought the same. Probably the parking brake on full
locake over 8 years ago
It is never okay to leave a 6 year old alone in a car out in public.
Number Three over 8 years ago
Sure. Blame it on the Tiger.
xxx
JDSmith82 Premium Member over 8 years ago
When all else fails, blame Hobbes! :-)
starcandles Premium Member over 8 years ago
Nowadays she would get thrown in jail & family services would take custody & make Calvin a ward of the state temporarily. Boy, have things changed.
tracilynne54 over 8 years ago
I recall a time back in the late 60âs, when Mom left me in the car alone while she went into the fabric store where my Granny worked. I played in the car, and figured out how to get the car out of gear, and it started to roll backwards. I managed to get my foot on the brake, but couldnât figure out how to put the car in park. I was crying in panic until some lady came and helped put the car in park. Someone else ran in the store and got my Mom. Needless to say, she didnât leave me in the car alone again until I was way olderâŠlol.
Potential Poet over 8 years ago
Those days are gone forever.
WilliamBill over 8 years ago
maybe it[âs better n Canada