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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

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In that the good old days were not really so good as they are old (do you want 1950s medicine for your 2020 concerns? :rollno: ), what I find more (personally concerning) is the probability of an American age of The Troubles - Wikipedia


(especially as the challenges for me to return to Europe are :: grits teeth :: a bit dodgy right now)
 
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In that the good old days were not really so good as they are old (do you want 1950s medicine for your 2020 concerns? :rollno: )

Word. At our Frday night jam outdoors a few days ago it was hot and everyone was wearing shorts. One guy used to live in Utah for eons and his knees and lower legs were a roadmap of misery, as in several feet of ugly scar tissue from "repairs" necessitated by skiing wear and tear.
 
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Speaking of Medieval torture appliances, remember non-releasable ski bindings? Strapped in by 72" of rawhide, what could go wrong? The thrill of agony, the victory of da feet...

That predates me slightly
however
there is an American Olympic skier who telemarked Tuckerman's Ravine. Twice. In an afternoon.
 
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I like that ratio! :hyper:

It is either a Ménage Quad or an early episode of "Sister Wives"...:)
 
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OK, ok, so we GOF's are benefiting not only from the wonderful good old days but we're seeing the infancy of technology and enjoying its fruits. Also medicine has come a long ways. What killed people 100 years ago is just a doctor's visit now. Anyone remember A Hundred Yards Over The Rim Twilight Zone. Cliff Robertson's son was dying of some sort of infection. He somehow transported to the 60's and was given penicillin that saved his son's life. And that was sixty years ago! So yeah, daydreaming aside, we live in good times.
 
OK, ok, so we GOF's are benefiting not only from the wonderful good old days but we're seeing the infancy of technology and enjoying its fruits. Also medicine has come a long ways. What killed people 100 years ago is just a doctor's visit now. Anyone remember A Hundred Yards Over The Rim Twilight Zone. Cliff Robertson's son was dying of some sort of infection. He somehow transported to the 60's and was given penicillin that saved his son's life. And that was sixty years ago! So yeah, daydreaming aside, we live in good times.
As I get older, I find I have to concentrate to remember the 'bad olde daze', whereas the good times are remembered fondly, if maybe not all that accurately.:unsure:
 
Speaking of Medieval torture appliances, remember non-releasable ski bindings? Strapped in by 72" of rawhide, what could go wrong? The thrill of agony, the victory of da feet...

I was a True Believer in Marker until I tried Look bindings :rolleyes:
 
As I get older, I find I have to concentrate to remember the 'bad olde daze', whereas the good times are remembered fondly, if maybe not all that accurately.:unsure:

Certainly there are more than a few "forever" moments I treasure. Yet not placing any bets on the weight of all those I'd rather in see in the "never" bin :meh:
 
OK, ok, so we GOF's are benefiting not only from the wonderful good old days but we're seeing the infancy of technology and enjoying its fruits. Also medicine has come a long ways. What killed people 100 years ago is just a doctor's visit now. Anyone remember A Hundred Yards Over The Rim Twilight Zone. Cliff Robertson's son was dying of some sort of infection. He somehow transported to the 60's and was given penicillin that saved his son's life. And that was sixty years ago! So yeah, daydreaming aside, we live in good times.
The Twilight Zone is on Netflix, BTW, and it is wonderful. They're shot beautifully.
 
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