PILOT SPIN
Spin Zone => Spin Zone => Topic started by: Anthony on October 31, 2016, 10:20:09 AM
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I grew up in a typical middle class suburb outside of Philly. We had the tradition of going out for Mischief Night, the night before Halloween. We were never destructive, just pranksters. We knew better, and feared the wrath of our parents, and friends parents should we committed any kind of vandalism. Basically we would soap windows, TP trees, set off firecrackers, ring doorbells, and run, etc.
Anyone else have that tradition growing up? I believe it has faded away. This is was in the 60's, and 70's.
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Had a couple of young ladies that lived in the neighborhood and owned a little sports car. We picked it up and set it between tow trees.
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Had a couple of young ladies that lived in the neighborhood and owned a little sports car. We picked it up and set it between tow trees.
We did that in college, especially to the good looking girls we "liked". :)
What surprised me was that my parents allowed me to go out for Mischief Night, even at a pretty early age. IIRC, around 8 or 9 years old. They were typical, strict parents of that era (WW II generation), but I guess it was a tradition that they grew up with so we just did it, but again we never were vandals.
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I grew up in a typical middle class suburb outside of Philly.
Basically we would soap windows, TP trees, set off firecrackers, ring doorbells, and run, etc.
Anyone else have that tradition growing up? I believe it has faded away. This is was in the 60's, and 70's.
Between the ages of about 6 through 15, lived in the South West sections of Philly. This was the late '50s and early '60s. My experiences were pretty exactly like yours. We also let the air out of quite a few tires.
For Halloween, we would carry pillow cases instead of those little paper bags that would break. We would fill them up with "nickel candy bars" (which are more like a dollar or two today) and when full, we went home to empty them and went out again. We would have candy until the next Halloween.
Back then, we were always out at night from after dinner to way after dark. I don't remember our parents ever really worrying about us.
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I grew up on the opposite side of the state, in a suburb of Pittsburgh. We called it "Devil's night", and yes, we did the same thing. Soap car windows, TP trees/bushes, let air out of tires, etc. Nothing really destructive, just fun pranks. Some kids would egg houses, but I didn't do that as my Dad would have beat my ass if I did.
As I walked the dog in the neighborhood at about 5:45 this morning, I noticed everything looked normal, no sign of pranks. Must be a dying tradition.
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As I walked the dog in the neighborhood at about 5:45 this morning, I noticed everything looked normal, no sign of pranks. Must be a dying tradition.
I think helicopter parents have pretty much put a stop to such fun stuff. Along with old guys standing in the door with a shotgun and yelling "get off my lawn". I love it when the kids scatter when I do that.
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Trick or treat, in a rural neighborhood with lots of distance between candy bar opportunities. But no vandalism. Somehow, we knew it would bring shame on our family and pain to our butts. So we behaved.
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Between the ages of about 6 through 15, lived in the South West sections of Philly.
I know the area well. Born in South Philly but most of my life before college was spent in Springfield, Delco. Back then it was like "Leave it to Beaver".
Back then, we were always out at night from after dinner to way after dark. I don't remember our parents ever really worrying about us.
Yep, as long as you were home for dinner, then you could go out again afterwards, and nobody cared. We survived just fine. For Mischief Night we all wore dark clothing like it really mattered. :) Dark blue jeans (we called them Dungarees back then). Dark navy blue hooded sweatshirt (before they were called hoodies), and black, hi top, Converse, Chuck Taylor "All Star" sneakers. I never had Keds, or PF Flyers. :)