I remember my dad sending me to the corner store to buy a vacuum tube to repair our black and white tv. The tubes came in little cardboard tubes with numbers on them - I was amazed at how many different tubes the store guy had.
I remember walking around Expo67 all day on my own - the international World Fair held in Montreal in 1967 - I was 9 years old and nobody thought twice about my spending each day alone while my older siblings went their own ways and my parents went around with my 5-year old sister.
I remember how pumped up my siblings were when we went to my grandmothers for Sunday dinner and watched the Ed Sullivan show - the Beatles were playing and they were incredibly excited.
I remember a photo on the cover of the Toronto Telegram newspaper showing American soldiers interrogating a bound 8 year old Vietnamese who was curled up in a ball. They looked very grim and he was scared, and one soldier was holding a large knife held to his stomach. I was thinking how I was that boy's age and we lived in such completely different worlds.
I remember watching the Moon landing in 1969 in a neighbor's cottage - they had an antenna tv brought up just for that occasion and we were so envious of the kids in that house.
I remember pooling my change with the girl down the street. We got together 35 cents and bought a pack of Alpine menthol cigarettes which we smoked with great pleasure. I used to get a nickel every week for each year I was of age - when I turned 10 I started getting 50 cents a week which was so awesome - $2 a month allowance just for me! That was with 10 cent chocolate bars and bottle pop for a dime plus 2 cents deposit on the bottle.
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