What Would You Like to Still Own from Your Younger Years?
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If I listed all of the things I miss from my youth, like my 1963 Pontiac Catalina with a 421 with NASCAR heads, I'd sound like a disappointed old man.
I'm not.
But I would like to have my 1971 Honda CB350 that my wife and I bought when we were first married. It carried us all around as we explored Seattle after eloping 50 some years ago
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I'm not.
But I would like to have my 1971 Honda CB350 that my wife and I bought when we were first married. It carried us all around as we explored Seattle after eloping 50 some years ago
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All those great t-shirts that went missing.
So many things. ‘72 Karman Ghia, first 1911, first quarter horse, high school girlfriend and my hair. I really miss my hair.
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1978 Honda Civic hatchback. That car was my university gong show: buddies, bars, and buffalo wings.
And maybe my 1979 Honda CBA 400. Sold it two years ago.
And maybe my 1979 Honda CBA 400. Sold it two years ago.
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I tell the young guys at the gym that 40 is when you still think you'll feel better in the morning...
my first car nothing special realy a gold 1995 Saturn Sl 1. But It was a really reliable dependable car that served me well till it got wrecked.
My College years were pretty damn fun. I wish I had My high school car, 1985 Jeep CJ7. Maybe not for everyday, but it would be fun to have.
My first Rolex Submariner 5513 no date 1989. Reminded me of my first wife so I ditched it. Kinda want it back as it went all over the world with me in the Army and actually had some good memories other than her. (Stock photo)
As noted above, Rosebud was the name (brand) of sled that the insanely wealthy Kane had as a poor child, and wished again for on his death bed:
Among other things, a 1968 Volkswagen Beetle with automatic stick-shift, and a 1968 two-door Rambler American with a three-speed (on the tree) transmission and a straight-six engine. Had I been prescient enough to keep both, they would be worth a good deal of money today.
Here are representative images of both:
This is the four-door version, but aside from that identical to mine:
Here are representative images of both:
This is the four-door version, but aside from that identical to mine:
My old Marantz Model 140 power-amplifier and accompanying Marantz Model 3200 pre-amplifier. I purchased both new from the hi-fi shop at which I worked, and later sold them (through that same shop) in order to purchase a new Nikko Model NA-890 integrated amplifier. The Nikko (which I still have) is good; the Marantz pair (in retrospect) were great. Guess I didn't know when I was well off!
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You had an A? Daaaamn.
That settles it, I wish I had my '73 914.
I never got a chance to own a 356.
I do currently own a 1987.5 928S and a '86 911 Carrera. My father still has a '71 911T (original owner) and an '88 911 Carrera. My uncle had a 356B Coupe, but it was a Northern car and she saddly returned back to the earth.
I learned to ride, street bikes, on a '78 CB400. Awesome bikes.
The innocent and simple pleasures of youth that money can’t buy nor power control.
There's not much "stuff" I miss. Sure I had some heirlooms I lost that would have been nice to still have. Pictures and antique furniture and a few good guns (like a 16 gage Winchester Model 12 and a late 40s 4" S&W Model 10). But I can replace most of that if I had the serious desire to.
I think the biggest thing I miss from my youth is the big empty field at the end of my neighborhood. All the parents on weekends and summer days would kick us all out of our houses to go play. That field was our sportsball field (mostly Calvinball), hide and seek place, tag field, and general meeting place. I haven't yet found something so convenient and central for meeting up with peers. Nor the sense of freedom and independence we had in that field.
I think the biggest thing I miss from my youth is the big empty field at the end of my neighborhood. All the parents on weekends and summer days would kick us all out of our houses to go play. That field was our sportsball field (mostly Calvinball), hide and seek place, tag field, and general meeting place. I haven't yet found something so convenient and central for meeting up with peers. Nor the sense of freedom and independence we had in that field.