I had minor surgery earlier in the week. Google images or vids for "trabeculectomy" if you want to see something creepy. Nothing gets your attention like being poked in the eyeball w/a sharp knife. The partial sedation was fun- it always is -and the surgery went fine. But the doc said I've got to sit still for a few days to let things heal, even though I feel OK and my vision is fine-ish. That has led to long hours watching Netflix, OldMiniBikes, Facebook and more. Oh, and my sister sent one of those Edible Arrangements fruit basket things that my wife an I have been devouring. I think I might vomit.
This afternoon I got to looking at old Boys' Life magazines online and was reminded of a few of things. For starters, I was a crappy Boy Scout. I never made it past Second Class after about three years of trying. But I loved Boys' Life magazine that came every month. It totally fired my appetite for minibikes, model cars, photography, travel and lots of other things. I was 12-1/2 years old when I received the May, 1969 issue linked below. I read those magazines until they ere dog-earred, and I remember having this specific issue in my lap many times. It has ads for Rupp, Fox, Lil Indian and Ruttman minis, and I think some others, too, besides ads for Mercury clutches and a bunch of neat models and bicycles and actual, real firearms.
I had a Lil' Indian mini then, and if I wasn't riding w/my pals on their minis or working on it I was probably building a model car or tearing around on my bike.
Although I didn't give a rat's a$$ for the scouting rituals, etc., quite a bit of it did soak in. I love the outdoors, camping and travel in general. I play often outside of my own neighborhood and I like to to join with others in helping to make things happen. When I am outdoors I try to leave things nicer than I found them. But my outdoor adventures also tend to have a motorized aspect that was not specifically promoted in scouting, whether it's dirt bikes in the woods, renting a Jeep in Moab, or the innumerable weekends I've spent at the races.
That magazine had a lot to do with it. How 'bout you?
https://books.google.com/books?id=e...6wEwAA#v=onepage&q=boys life may 1969&f=false
This afternoon I got to looking at old Boys' Life magazines online and was reminded of a few of things. For starters, I was a crappy Boy Scout. I never made it past Second Class after about three years of trying. But I loved Boys' Life magazine that came every month. It totally fired my appetite for minibikes, model cars, photography, travel and lots of other things. I was 12-1/2 years old when I received the May, 1969 issue linked below. I read those magazines until they ere dog-earred, and I remember having this specific issue in my lap many times. It has ads for Rupp, Fox, Lil Indian and Ruttman minis, and I think some others, too, besides ads for Mercury clutches and a bunch of neat models and bicycles and actual, real firearms.
I had a Lil' Indian mini then, and if I wasn't riding w/my pals on their minis or working on it I was probably building a model car or tearing around on my bike.
Although I didn't give a rat's a$$ for the scouting rituals, etc., quite a bit of it did soak in. I love the outdoors, camping and travel in general. I play often outside of my own neighborhood and I like to to join with others in helping to make things happen. When I am outdoors I try to leave things nicer than I found them. But my outdoor adventures also tend to have a motorized aspect that was not specifically promoted in scouting, whether it's dirt bikes in the woods, renting a Jeep in Moab, or the innumerable weekends I've spent at the races.
That magazine had a lot to do with it. How 'bout you?
https://books.google.com/books?id=e...6wEwAA#v=onepage&q=boys life may 1969&f=false
