What's the one thing.

A pair of Levi button fly 501's. Mom went to JC Penny's and picked my brother and I out some jeans. She told us they were out of button fly's but got us a different kind of Levi's. They didn't have stitching on the back pockets so we asked about that. She said they were the new Levi "Plain pockets!" They were the Penny's brand but we sported the new design at school and thought we were cool. The cool kids thought we were just "special."
 
A pair of Levi button fly 501's. Mom went to JC Penny's and picked my brother and I out some jeans. She told us they were out of button fly's but got us a different kind of Levi's. They didn't have stitching on the back pockets so we asked about that. She said they were the new Levi "Plain pockets!" They were the Penny's brand but we sported the new design at school and thought we were cool. The cool kids thought we were just "special."

She probably got both pairs cheaper than one pair of Levi’s


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I wanted a Honda Pilot when they first came out.

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I don't recall them being a "Pilot"

They were called Odyssey when I remember them

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Either way they were awesome and I to wanted one pretty bad. But I lived in a trailer park....so.....no where to ride one, and certainly wasn't the demographic that could afford one
 
I don't recall them being a "Pilot"

They were called Odyssey when I remember them

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Either way they were awesome and I to wanted one pretty bad. But I lived in a trailer park....so.....no where to ride one, and certainly wasn't the demographic that could afford one

Apparently the Pilot was just a later and better version of the Odyssey. I think they were about $6,000 new, 30 years ago! That was WAY beyond my neighborhood grass mowing job budget.
 
A four wheeler. Never got it. We lived on a hill. One time I got a minibike but that was short lived. We used to cut firewood next to the house. One day I took the bike into the wood pile while dad was there. That was the end of that. I guess they were afraid I'd Evel Knievel it.

I guess in their defense they had other reasons. One time while yet again cutting wood, this time down at the bottom of the hill, I got some dust in my eye. I think I was 12. I took the small Kubota (B6200) we had up top to get some Visine to flush it out. We had a gravel driveway so when I parked the tractor I gave it a shove to make sure it wouldn't move. I literally ran in and ran out. Like maybe 20 seconds at the most....the tractor was gone. I walked down the driveway and I could hear it running somewhere. I looked off the other side of the hill and down at the bottom on top of a multiflora rose was the tractor running upside down. It took the rest of the day to cut it out and drag it back up the hill with the big tractor. My dad told me it wouldn't start and parked it. 10 years later I got to tinkering with it and found out there was nothing wrong with it. I changed the oil and the fuel filter and it fired right up.
 
My dad told me it wouldn't start and parked it. 10 years later I got to tinkering with it and found out there was nothing wrong with it. I changed the oil and the fuel filter and it fired right up.
And thats when you realized your dad was a hell of a lot more clever than you thought :cool:
 
And thats when you realized your dad was a hell of a lot more clever than you thought :cool:
Clever? Nah. He just didn't want to hear the shit from my mom I'd say.
 
I don't recall them being a "Pilot"

They were called Odyssey when I remember them

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Either way they were awesome and I to wanted one pretty bad. But I lived in a trailer park....so.....no where to ride one, and certainly wasn't the demographic that could afford one[/QUOTE
Thats the one I remember.Back in the mid 80's we use to ride the lake bottoms and one of the guys dad rode w had one just like that.
 
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I've owned one pair of button fly pants in my life. Never again.
Same. Dan near pissed myself trying to undo the fly the first time
 
I thought it went without saying zippers>buttons. Even more apparent as you wrestle an infant/toddler practicing death rolls.
this 1000%. We had PJs with snaps for the little girl. That ended quick once we found what we called "zippies". Throw them in the sack and zip them up. Done.
 
Hmmmm... Being the simple kid I was and fascinated by the action/fantasy movies from that era (Conan the Barbarian, Beastmaster, Willow, Lionheart, Red Sonja, Excalibur, Robin Hood, etc), I wanted a sword. A real sword. No cheap flea market replica either.... I wanted one forged from the finest iron, hand carved engravings, handle carefully wrapped in raw hide, sharpened to perfection with a rock. I didn't care if it took months or even years. I would've waited.

I still do.
 
Hmmmm... Being the simple kid I was and fascinated by the action/fantasy movies from that era (Conan the Barbarian, Beastmaster, Willow, Lionheart, Red Sonja, Excalibur, Robin Hood, etc), I wanted a sword. A real sword. No cheap flea market replica either.... I wanted one forged from the finest iron, hand carved engravings, handle carefully wrapped in raw hide, sharpened to perfection with a rock. I didn't care if it took months or even years. I would've waited.

I still do.
Ha, Beastmaster....saw that and E.T. at a drive in theater in the same night! Was young.

Me I was a Crossbow kid. Made several lame attempts at making one. Also wanted the Indiana Jones utility rope! Shocked my parents when I somehow scrounged up the money to purchase one in a trip to Cherokee. They couldn't say no.
We want talk about the home made blow gun and dart I shot mom in the neck with from the rear bunk of a old camper. She never saw it coming from my "elevated blind" before lights out.
 
Ha, Beastmaster....saw that and E.T. at a drive in theater in the same night! Was young.

Me I was a Crossbow kid. Made several lame attempts at making one. Also wanted the Indiana Jones utility rope! Shocked my parents when I somehow scrounged up the money to purchase one in a trip to Cherokee. They couldn't say no.
We want talk about the home made blow gun and dart I shot mom in the neck with from the rear bunk of a old camper. She never saw it coming from my "elevated blind" before lights out.
"Darr... The gods have put there mark on you, and some day, you will find out why".
Yep, one of my all-time favorites.

Fortunate for me growing up, anything archery related was hand-me-downs from my dad. From '77-'84 he worked at Jeffery Archery building recurve bows. He was considered to be a master bow builder by the time he left and he still regrets that move. At one time he had a collection of around a dozen cosmetic blem bows that he was lucky enough to get to keep. As a kid I would spend hours practicing with them and actually got really good. Still, my passion was bladed weapons. I would take off running into the woods with nothing but a stick that looked like a sword and play swordfight with random pine trees. That always kept me very entertained for some reason.
Something I haven't thought of in 20 years: When I was a kid, I was scared to death of practically everything. If it was mechanical, automotive, electrical, had opening/closing doors, moved by itself, I didn't want anything to do with it. Cars, trucks, motorcycles, ferris wheels, rollercoasters, washing machines, clogged toilets, and everything in between. Nope nope nope! I'd run away screaming.
I always never wore shoes and hated even the thought of going shirtless. Had no friends come over either. Didn't bother me one bit. I'd go find a really cool looking stick that sort of looked like a sword I saw in a movie once, go disappear in the woods for several hours and when I come home there would be every stray dog within 10 miles following right beside me.
 
A Jeep. Then instead of a Jeep I buy a Nissan pickup when I can afford a vehicle. Then a Blazer. Then when I finally buy a Jeep it is in 500 pieces and I do not have time to put it together! One day.
 
I don't recall them being a "Pilot"

They were called Odyssey when I remember them

View attachment 326956

Either way they were awesome and I to wanted one pretty bad. But I lived in a trailer park....so.....no where to ride one, and certainly wasn't the demographic that could afford one

Then they re-incarnated both vaunted nameplates as lame-ass cars. The first-gen Pilot was half-decent, now that is a bloated POS as well.

A buddy in middle-school had an Odyssey. They were so much fun! The pilot was bad-ass and we would go drool over them at the ATV store.
 
The pilot was bad-ass and we would go drool over them at the ATV store.

Honda of Winston was next to Hanes mall at what later turned into Hauser rental...they had an Odyssey out front near the train tracks. I remember being in love with it every time we went down stratford
 
Then when I finally buy a Jeep it is in 500 pieces and I do not have time to put it together! One day.
So you bought a puzzle?
 
Hmmmm... Being the simple kid I was and fascinated by the action/fantasy movies from that era (Conan the Barbarian, Beastmaster, Willow, Lionheart, Red Sonja, Excalibur, Robin Hood, etc), I wanted a sword. A real sword. No cheap flea market replica either.... I wanted one forged from the finest iron, hand carved engravings, handle carefully wrapped in raw hide, sharpened to perfection with a rock. I didn't care if it took months or even years. I would've waited.

I still do.
Loved those movies, tricked my uncle into taking us to Sword and the Sorcerer think about 82??? R movie with my sister and cousin none of us were over 14.

Also the original Sinbad movies were cool.

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A Stage Rally car. WRX, Lancer, Civic.. I didn't care, just wanted to be WOT and hear "4 left over crest, 100, no cut, double caution!".

I'am fortunate enough to have been born in south of France and lived on one of the stage roads of the MonteCarlo Rallye. I've never missed a walk in the Parc Ferme in Valence.

I've met Sebastien Loeb and Daniel Elena multiple times, and even got to ride shotgun from Solberg and Atlkinson on a demo ride put together by the local Subaru dealer. Kris Meeke was fun. I had a hard time understanding him.

I almost didn't go into Engineering school and pondered about being a motorsport mechanic. About 30 miles from where my mom lives there is still one of the best schools for that (lycee St Jo). I decided to go into longer studies but still took off for a couple weeks in January to do the mechanical assistance for a couple Monte-Carlo (2010 and 2011). My doctor thought it was rad I was into rallye cars and so dedicated he made me a couple fake illness certificates for school. :D

When you understand what's needed to actually ride with the pros, Ultra4 sounds like a walk in the park. The cost of Rallye cars is insanity and the maintenance is out of this world.
 
I'am fortunate enough to have been born in south of France and lived on one of the stage roads of the MonteCarlo Rallye. I've never missed a walk in the Parc Ferme in Valence.

I've met Sebastien Loeb and Daniel Elena multiple times, and even got to ride shotgun from Solberg and Atlkinson on a demo ride put together by the local Subaru dealer. Kris Meeke was fun.

I met John Schneider (Bo Duke) at a car show in Greensboro when I was a kid....sort of on the same level, right?
 
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