Stuff That Lived in My Childhood Mid-70s Bedroom
Aside from the hopes and dreams that would be dashed soon enough
The 1970s were a weird and wonderful time to be a kid. Helicopter parenting and the internet hadn’t been invented yet so we enjoyed a level of freedom Kids Today ™ couldn’t even comprehend. We literally ran wild in the streets and no one cared. As long as we were outside and out of the adults’ hair it was all good.
The 1970s was this weird bridge decade between the 1960s and the 1980s, two eras that were polar opposites, at least on the surface. The Woodstock Generation turned into the Greed is Good Generation of the ’80s. Quite a turn-around in such a relatively small period of time.
Sometimes the 1970s get lost in between its more garish neighbors, but that makes sense because so many older Xers were kids in the 70s. A lost decade for a lost generation.
We liked it that way, and we had no delusions of grandeur about our era like kids in the 60s did. God, that bunch is enough to drive you to drink.
OK, then. Let’s take a peek at the crap in my room circa 1973–1978.
Orange transistor radio
