spartacus53
Banned
- Jul 5, 2009
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- Ace 250
- Primary Interest:
- All Treasure Hunting
We've already discussed the difference between the games kids played in the 50's & 60's to the games kids play today. I'm about to take it one step further in highlighting the ingenuity we showed way back when. I remember playing ball all the time, whether it was stickball, off the wall, slug, off the point, or even punch ball; our most prized possession we had was the ball itself. Being a connoisseur of the finest balls around, we would always chose "Spaulding" For some reason, no other ball could match it's bounce and durability. There were a ton of imitators, but only one "pink monster".
There was never a doubt that Spaulding was king. Like anything on this planet, Spaulding did have one natural enemy... the dreaded sewer. One miss, or well placed shot would feed the sewer and that was something we couldn't afford. In the early 60's the Spaulding was $0.15 almost a whole weeks allowance back then.
When we lost out first ball, we needed to find a way to get it back. It was out of reach by hand and a stick wouldn't pick it up, so we looked to the old steel one piece hanger. We would simply unbraid the wire and close the hook portion to make a seat for the ball. It took skill to position that piece under the ball and gently return it to the surface. I can remember the feeling of my face pressing against the wholes in the sewer to better see what I was doing like it was yesterday. I also remember the smell too, not pleasant. Sometimes recovery was a matter of seconds to a minute, other times you had to really work around and move garbage if it became trapped, or lodged.
The difference you ask. The difference is back then we knew the value of something, whereas today's kids for the most part would run to the store and spend a few dollars for a new ball, and never even think of retrieving the original ball.
Kids, won Sewer, nothing
There was never a doubt that Spaulding was king. Like anything on this planet, Spaulding did have one natural enemy... the dreaded sewer. One miss, or well placed shot would feed the sewer and that was something we couldn't afford. In the early 60's the Spaulding was $0.15 almost a whole weeks allowance back then.
When we lost out first ball, we needed to find a way to get it back. It was out of reach by hand and a stick wouldn't pick it up, so we looked to the old steel one piece hanger. We would simply unbraid the wire and close the hook portion to make a seat for the ball. It took skill to position that piece under the ball and gently return it to the surface. I can remember the feeling of my face pressing against the wholes in the sewer to better see what I was doing like it was yesterday. I also remember the smell too, not pleasant. Sometimes recovery was a matter of seconds to a minute, other times you had to really work around and move garbage if it became trapped, or lodged.
The difference you ask. The difference is back then we knew the value of something, whereas today's kids for the most part would run to the store and spend a few dollars for a new ball, and never even think of retrieving the original ball.
Kids, won Sewer, nothing