Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

[Deleted member 268085]

In 1968, public high school I was asked (told) to get a hair cut. RULES!

1971. In Fitzsimmons Army Hospital in Denver. In bed. Waiting for my medical discharge papers. An E6 on "pride patrol" walked through the hospital wing I was in, saw me and decided my hair had gotten too long. I told him EXACTLY what I thought of him and his pride patrol.

The buttwipe pulled me out of bed and dragged me in front of Major Clueless, who got the same 'message' Sgt. Meathead did.

I VERY PROUDLY earned my one and only Article 15!

Once I got home, I let it GO!

 

[beans-on-toast]

Vas ist das?

 

[2tonic]

Vas ist das?

Think '50's greaser haircut, or rest your brain, but risk some brain cells and watch the movie "Grease"!

ETA: Ahh, Beans beat me to it.

 

[beans-on-toast]

Along with the greaser look came the comb. A stainless steel one with a pointy tail served as a weapon.

 

[12BitSlab]

Ya shoulda seen 64, lotta rules. T-shirts as undershirts or at phys ed only, collared shirts, no jeans, dress type shoes(sneakers only for phys ed),fairly short hair[DA's were frowned on], girls dresses hadda touch their knees, etc.

My wife and I were graduated from high school in ‘74 and the rules were the same.

 

[Jeff Scott]

I just read an article about me in the Winter/Spring 2004 issue of Style 1900. Here are the first couple of pages.

 

[notJaco]

Moral of the story...if the kids come in and screw up your pottery just glaze it and tell everyone that it is supposed to be that way.

 

[GonePlaid]

Vas ist das?

Duck's @$$ hair style(ya couldn't 'say' it, so DA)

 

[GonePlaid]

Pretty much the same at that time. We had to wear dress pants and a school sweater. Weekly haircuts. Profits went to the school so there was motivation to keep the policy.

Those that smoked had to do so outside the wing exits. Dope heads in the late 60’s went out to the football field. They could scramble from there if raided. Eventually they had a smoking room for students. Teachers smoked in the teacher’s room. Nobody smoked in class.

Yes, but we were allowed to carry the smokes in a shirt pocket, clearly visible-1964 and later.

 

[12BitSlab]

For the record, water can be hard or soft depending on the mineral level. It depends on where you live. Soft water foams more with laundry soap. The nun would have lost in court.

Legends are made on stories like yours. The worst I ever had was bruised hands from the strap. Then you were told to go wash your hands in cold water.

I do remember those rulers, wielded like weapons. There were also the pointers and the thrown chalk board brushes. If you fell asleep, there was always the good shaking with your head bobbing back and forth.

At some schools you had to pull down your trousers and they’d give you a caning on the backside.

Caning - Wikipedia

The worst I saw occurred during my junior year of HS. The home room teacher was a stickler for rules. The rules were very simple.

- No eating or drinking during home room.
- No talking whatsoever during home room.
- Absolutely no sleeping during home room.
- one was allowed to read a book or do homework.

One day, one of the kids in home room put his head down and fell asleep. The psychotic teacher came up to him from behind and without saying a word, grabbed the hair on the back of his head, lifted his head up, and slammed it back down on the desk as hard as possible. Needless to say that the teacher broke the kid’s nose and one of his cheekbones. There was blood everywhere. His face looked like a scene out of “Saving Private Ryan”. They had to call the squad.

The result was that, as far as I could see, the teacher was never disciplined and no one ever fell asleep in home room again. I’m sure it would make national news if the same thing happened today.

 

[GonePlaid]

If you kneel the hem of your skirt has to touch the floor. Culottes mean being sent home to change.

Easy fix: don't kneel.(may have been the genesis* of knee problems).

*not the band or chapter

 

[Jeff Scott]

Duck's @$$ hair style(ya couldn't 'say' it, so DA)

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Thanks! My brain (what's left of it) was boiling over trying to figure out what DA had to do with hair styles.

 

[GonePlaid]

Thanks! My brain (what's left of it) was boiling over trying to figure out what DA had to do with hair styles.

Happy to help. If ya grew up in the 50s/60s, those were everywhere. Along with Brylcreem("a little dab'll do ya")and a whole buncha greasy hair products for men. Hair was shiny, though. It's also why there were washable seat back protectors on public transports that had cloth seats.

 

[beans-on-toast]

Happy to help. If ya grew up in the 50s/60s, those were everywhere. Along with Brylcreem("a little dab'll do ya")and a whole buncha greasy hair products for men. Hair was shiny, though. It's also why there were washable seat back protectors on public transports that had cloth seats.

Greaser bands were also popular in the 70's and into the 80's. Sha-na-na, Stray Cats helped repopularize that music.

I was in a greaser band and knew brylcreem well. Greaser yes, it was rock n' roll, glam no.

 

[GonePlaid]

Greaser bands weere also popular in the 70's and into the 80's. Sha-na-na, Stray Cats helped repopularize that music.

I was in a greaser band and knew brylcreem well. Greaser yes, it was rock n' roll, glam no.

I'd do that now 'cept not enuff to grease.

 

[G-Dog]

Along with the greaser look came the comb. A stainless steel one with a pointy tail served as a weapon.

Duck's @$$ hair style(ya couldn't 'say' it, so DA)

Kookie! Kookie! Lend me your comb!

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[GwenOnBass]

Absolutely I would be sent home from school for showing up in what I'm wearing today. A lot of trouble would have followed, especially at home! The most serious of the lesser infractions are six ear piercings. Pierced ears are what the bad girls do, and more than two piercings would have been positively scandalous. I would have been in unbelievable trouble and that ain't no lie.

 

[shadowtippy]

Happy to help. If ya grew up in the 50s/60s, those were everywhere. Along with Brylcreem("a little dab'll do ya")and a whole buncha greasy hair products for men. Hair was shiny, though. It's also why there were washable seat back protectors on public transports that had cloth seats.

There was also Vitalis hair tonic for taming hair into what was an "acceptable" hairstyle. When my hair is short it tends to stick out in odd ways so I went through gallons of that stuff until I could grow it long to fit the uniform of the non-conformist.

 

[GonePlaid]

There was also Vitalis hair tonic for taming hair into what was an "acceptable" hairstyle. When my hair is short it tends to stick out in odd ways so I went through gallons of that stuff until I could grow it long to fit the uniform of the non-conformist.

Yeah, I still use that[stuff]once in a while(good song)between haircuts.

 

[Greywoulf]

In the 40's in 6th grade public school in the Bronx (PS-53) we had an old teacher (old Mr. Winton) who was rumored to be suffering from WWI shell shock. He would either run out of the room or get down behind his desk whenever any sirens from cop cars or fire engines were heard. We would of course all laugh at this, which made him angry and upset. And when he got mad at us (which was often; no talking or gum chewing allowed!) he would fling whatever was in his hand at the time at the offenders. He once hit me in the face with his keys which cut my cheek and got my Mom into school and him into a dressing down. He also 'kneed' another kid in the balls (a half-lie by the kid we all gleefully agreed to support) which again caused a bit of a stir!
But this 6th grade war wasn't all one sided... Everyday he got a thumbtack on his desk chair, at least once, sometimes as often as 3 times. Ink from our desk inkwells was deliberately splashed around, and ink could also be squirted from 'fountain pens' by squeezing their little rubber bladders... We came home from 'grammer school' everyday with our hands and clothes stained dark blue from this omnipresent ink! I once also "accidently" dropped a whole tin basin full of inkwell refill ink on the floor in front of his desk, and if the floors in that still active PS-53 school inna Bronx are still wood then that stain is probably still there!
Needless to say, I loved both the 6th grade and having 'old Mr. Winton' as our teacher...
(And the stuff I learned there stood me in good stead the rest of my life!!)
Greywoulf