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Message: <blockquote data-quote="HMFIC" data-source="post: 2092519" data-attributes="member: 7539">Good old linolium!  Seems everything including the countertops and tables were covered in that stuff.  I'm sure that old paint was lead based but even though I'd pick at it flaking off the windowsill during a spring rain, dreaming of it stopping to play outside again, it never effected me.Oh wagons... I had an old Radio Flyer that I don't even remember ever being new.  It was permanently rusty and we used to haul it with a rope behind our bikes, in constant fear of the dreaded "handle whip" when it caught the rhythm of the pedals and flipped over, hopefully with nobody inside.  Our best fort was a huge doghouse that my friend three doors to the east had.  I had a pair of silver cap guns with plastic stag grips and must have run a million rolls of caps through them.  I was the Lone Ranger most of the time.And there were only a few channels anyway, so we all came to school talking about the latest episode or special that was on.  It was a given that we all watched it.Air pumps were a part of my daily life.  Whether keeping my old tires inflated, repairing a tube with one of those rubber patches and a tube of cement, or just putting it on my tummy and making fart sounds...We saved every penny that wasn't already spent on candy and buy as many firecrackers as we could.  The closest stand to us was across the big 4 lane "highway" leading out of town so we felt so daring crossing to get to all of that summertime explosive booty.-----Keep them coming guys... what you you "remember when?"</blockquote>

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