Let's Be the 1960's

I'm Ann-Margaret

I'm Richard Nixon, winning on a law and order campaign.

I’m Bewitched. Next. In Color.

I'm John and Jacqueline Kennedy

I'm go-go boots!

I'm "Shingdig," "Hullabaloo," "The Lloyd Thaxton Show" and all the other shows catering to hip, young Boomers and their music.

I'm girls dancing in cages.

I’m me

Cigarettes, ashes, smoke, and butts (the cigarette kind) everywhere.

I'm OP's misunderstanding of apostrophes.

I'm the Brady Bunch!

I'm The Supremes!

I'm American Bandstand broadcasted from Philadelphia, and then moving to LA in 1964.

I'm the 1960's what? Ugh.

I’m running in from the kitchen because there’s a color commercial on.

I'm the trendy "Mini-Skirt Wedding dresses" that were all the rage.

I'm the surgical scar being shown by Lyndon Johnson. Hey, I didn't consent to this!

I'm February 9, 1964.

I'm the pictures in the photo albums: all adults with a cigarette in one hand and a drink in the other. The kids are in none of the pictures.

"They will come home when they are hungry."

I'm the Zapruder film. Back and to the left. Back and to the left.

I’m the Twist, the Frug, and the Boogaloo!

I'm Lawrence of Arabia

I'm Tang. The astronauts drink me.

I’m sexual harassment in the workplace.

I’m everywhere!

I’m Pop Tarts! I’m the beginning of the end.

I'm a lawn dart. I've injured five children this summer alone!

I'm Hot Wheels

we're the assassinations of JFK, RFK, MLK and Malcolm X.

I am the brick waiting to be thrown by Marsha P. Johnson.

I'm Creepy Crawlers

I the Naugahyde monster

I'm avocado green.

I'm AM radio.

I'm the smoking section at Howard Johnson's

I'm Oriental

I’m a child molester. You think I’m rare. I’m not.

I’m air travel. I’m not for the riffraff.

I'm the album Revolver

I'm the Amphicar

I'm Dorothy Kilgallen. I was a little too nosy and my life was tragically cut short.

I'm the non-smoking section of an airplane.

I'm Weight Watchers. I started in some woman's living room.

I’m a bubble flip hairdo.

I’m Bond. James Bond.

I'm all the eldergays who were actually alive then.

I'm the clinically depressed housewife 3rd from the right at a Tupperware Party!

I'm Ayds.

Is she depressed or just pissed at having to sit through a sales pitch disguised as a social?

I'm assassination.

I'm returnable bottles. Im a nickel for every one returned no matter how much dirt and how many weeds I contain.

I'm Toledo torches lighting up the detour and "men working" signs.

I'm sonic booms.

I'm the road map that can never be folded back to its original configuration.

I'm Dame Julie Andrews, winning an Oscar for Mary Poppins then starring in the biggest musical of all time, The Sound of music; and im still an international treasure.

I'm Jack Ruby, preparing to blow Oswald away live on TV.

R22- I’m Lawrence of My Labia

R54- I’m Julie Andrews and I’m

SOFT BUTCH.

I'm a tired, hot, and pregnant Sharon Tate thinking I'm about to have a relaxing night at home with my friends after a meal at El Coyote. Little do I know...

I'm Barnabas Collins, the eccentric "English" cousin who is only seen at night, is obsessed with my lost love from almost 200 years ago, and is thirsty for blood.

I'm Twister by Milton Bradley.

I'm Janis Joplin, drinking whiskey and doing heroin after a long night screeching out some old blues tunes.

I'm Mama Cass, bullied and mocked for my weight. But they don't laugh when I start singing!

I’m the years 1960 to 1962. Please consider us an extension of the 1950s.

We're The Munsters and The Addams Family, two funny and creepy families entertaining you from 1964-1966.

I'm the YMCA pool filled with naked males.

[quote] I'm Dame Julie Andrews, winning an Oscar for Mary Poppins then starring in the biggest musical of all time, The Sound of music; and im still an international treasure.

You might be a treasure Toots, but ya ain’t no Dame. Not in the 1960s.

I'm LSD.

I am the summer of love.

I'm talcum powder.

I'm a hot fondue pot filled with cheese and wine based goodness. I'm the life of the party! Everybody wants my religieuse.

I’m OP’s superfluous apostrophe.

I'm bell bottoms.

I'm a black light, incense and Turkish hash.

I'm Martin Luther King, Jr. I had a dream of a society in which Black people were treated fairly. A dream which they thought a bullet would kill, but it never could.

^lost, dear?

I was watching the high school gym teacher taking a shower. He was ex-military, with a crew cut. He had the biggest bush I had ever seen, the biggest mushroom head, too. That's when I confirmed I was gay!

[quote]R75: ^lost, dear?

Are you referring to R74? Why do you think they're lost?

I'm Mama Cass, singing my heart out and pining for Denny.

I'm Charles Manson. Failed musician, jailbird, cult leader, and madman...soon to become America's Boogeyman. But I'm not a murderer! I never killed anyone! (I may have gotten other people to do it but I didn't do it!)

[quote]I'm Ann-Margaret

Oh, dear.

[quote] Why do you think they're lost?

Sir, this is an Arby’s.

I'm history being made on 27 June 1960, when Connie Francis became the first woman ever to top the Billboard Hot 100 chart (with her mega hit Everybody's Somebody's Fool).

I'm Billie Joe McAllister. No one knows what I threw off the Tallahatchie Bridge or why I jumped off it to my death not long afterwards.

I'm Patio Diet Soda later re-branded as Diet Pepsi.

I 'm the top loading portable dishwasher mother forbade us to ever use! I sat unused in the house for 50 years. Not even on holidays!

I'm the Touch-Tone phone!

I'm the Liz blouse with ruffles around the neck and hem and down the front. Liz scandalized us by carrying on with Richard Burton but we still love her.

I'm the horror movies (Rosemary's Baby, The Birds, etc...) that people still watch today.

I’m the abused and battered housewife that has no recourse. I have no job and four kids and I have no choice but to stay with my abuser

I'm Lucy in London.

I'm the lack of seat belt and child car seat laws.

I'm Marilyn Monroe, and I was murdered by the Kennedys.

I'm a young Vietnam veteran. The version of me you knew and loved is long gone. I come home a completely different person, if I get to come home at all.

I'm Anthony Perkins as Norman Bates. I have to get off Datalounge now and go tend to Mother or else she'll be very, very angry.

I'm also "Dr. Feelgood"

I'm Robert McNamara

I'm Abby Road. The Beatles should have tossed Maxwell's Silver Hammer and replaced it with George's Old Brown Shoe.

I’m Metrecal.

I am 1965 when 95% of all the clothing sold in the USA was made in the USA.

[quote]r99 = I’m Metrecal.

I'm Sego.

I'm Katie Graham

I'm meatloaf

I'm Katy Winters.

I'm psychedelic posters

I'm a lava lamp.

I'm tv dinners.

Mini skirts.

I’m healthy new low-tar cigarettes.

I'm Tab.

I'm Night of the Living Dead, starting the zombie genre as we know it today.

I am the Swinging Sixties in London. I love Mini-Coopers and Ford Anglias. I hang out on Carnaby Street. I am too cool for school.

I’m Clackers that could shatter and take your eye out:

I'm LITE BRITE making things with li-iii-ight, outta sight making things with LITE BRITE. (and with refills you can make Bugs Bunny or Bozo the Clown)

I am also Spirograph.

I am also KNIT-O-MATIC: knit a row a second, knit a row a second, knit a row a second, knit a row a second MAKE A A PAIR OF MITTENS.

Express yourself in your own way, with Arts and Crafts Today-ay.

I'm a stupid ass troll doll. Girls love me. Also authograph dogs to be used with a feather tipped pen.

I’m the kid whose family didn’t have color tv. All of those “Now in color!” messages at the beginning of shows were not for me, sadly.

I’m super elastic bubble plastic. I’m filled with noxious chemical vapors and toxic chemicals that my skin absorbs. But hey: I’m colorful and pretty!

I'm...

If you've got TROUBLE wait don't run. This kind of trouble is lots of fun. Pop-a-matic, pop the dice, pop a six and you move twice. Race your men around the track and try to send the others back.

That's pop-a-matic Trouble.

I'll be the Draft. The undercurrent of dread about me is ever-present in the psyche of young men in America.

I'm...

[quote]I'm Abby Road.

Oh, dear.

I'm head shops.

I’m Flipper.

I'm the Hootenanny Hoot.

I’m groovy.

"I'm Tang. The astronauts drink me."

I once made a sandwich out of white bread and Tang.

I'm the Mattachine Society

I’m watching The Wizard Of Oz in black and white because my family can’t afford a color set.

I’m the 35 cent hot lunch at my elementary school: spaghetti in an aluminum container, a small green salad, and Orange Supreme jello—all served behind the school gym and carried away on a tomato-red plastic tray.

Orange Supreme Jell-O? Sounds yummy.

I'm the November 1965 southern Ontario/northeastern U.S. blackout caused by operator error. People in New York City and the other big cities are relatively civil because I occur during rush hour.

I’m Kitty Genovese, pixie dyke homicide victim.

r123, I'm the HOT daddy on Flipper. RIP

I'm patchouli, and you either love me or hate me.

I'm Carnaby Street.

I'm a hula hoop.

Yes, R132! I would sit on the floor at six years old and rub my legs together. I noticed, big time!

I'm avocado shag carpet.

Not to mention bright red and orange carpet.

I'm producer-director-and-all-around-entertainer Irwin Allen. I've brought you Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea, Lost In Space, The Land of the Giants, and The Time Tunnel. And I'll start off the 70s with The Poseidon Adventure and The Towering Inferno.

You're welcome.

I'm the little pink suit.

I'm Streisand's Broadway career !

I'm Mod fashion, and mothers little helpers. We go well together!

I'M THE FLYING NUN!

I'm CBS, the rural "Hillbilly" network with series such as The Andy Griffith Show, The Beverly Hillbillies, Green Acres, Lassie, Petticoat Junction, and Hee Haw.

I'm decor like this.

I am Ed Sullivan!

I'm a Pillbox Hat.

I’m Vivian Vance leaving “The Lucy Show”

iI'm Vaughn Meader and my career died in Dallas.

I'm race riots, violence, White flight, men and women being slaughtered in Vietnam, social tension, the Catholic church practically dissolving...I was born in 1960. I was frightened by a lot that was going on in the background, that adults would talk angrily or whispered about things.

The World's Fair, the Mets, Hippies, bell bottoms (when I asked for a pair when I was 8 or 9 my father said to me: "the day you wear bell bottoms is the day you join the navy"). Batman, Green Hornet, Mary Poppins, The Sound of Music....in many ways it was a very fun and exciting time, even for a kid in Brooklyn.

[quote]I'm Oriental

And I'm Colored.

We're the Blue Chip stamps accumulating in your mom's kitchen junk drawer. She used us to buy a transistor radio once.

I'm Burt Bacharach; my music defined the sixties. It even crossed over to Broadway.

I’m all the mafuckin conspiracies.

I'm Aretha Franklin. I self-appointed myself the 'Queen of Soul' since no one else would.

These new sistahs better get outta my way because they'll be long forgotten by the end of this decade. I'm talkin 'bout Dionne Warwick, Gladys Knight, Patti Labelle, Cissy Houston, Diahann Carroll, Diana Ross, Tina Turner, Darlene Love...and that white skinny Jewish bitch with the big nose. What's her name ? Barbra Streizand ? Long forgotten, I tell ya. Auntie Ree is here to stay.

I'm Red Dye No. 5.

[quote] We're the Blue Chip stamps accumulating in your mom's kitchen junk drawer.

Where I grew up, it was Green Stamps.

I'm the Cuban Missile Crisis.

R110, I still miss Tab. A lot.

R159, R110 I thought you meant Tab Hunter. Remember Fresca? I didn't start drinking Tab until the high school in the late 70s.

R160, I think Fresca is still around. A while ago Fresca even had several flavor options, but I think they disappeared pretty quickly.

I’m Judy Garland’s death.

I'm the Chevrolet Corvair.

I’m the birth of the beautiful Whitney Houston.

We’re “dirtynecks” and we don’t shave or cut our wild, long hair!

I’m the acute fine taste of thugs and gangsters during that era.

I'm the downtown shopping districts of just about every major city in America. My streets are filled with local department stores and specialty boutiques, diners, cafes and restaurants, dating back 100 years. Shoppers love the holiday decorations and the hustle and bustle of the Christmas shopping season with customers going in and out of stores in the wintery weather. And we have two big sales a year - just two: January and July. We close our doors at 6 pm every day, except Thursday nights we're open until 8 pm for those who are lingering in the downtown. The suburbs are starting to be developed slowly. Some of the pastures and farmlands in the 'burbs will be 'super malls' in another ten years, and all this downtown retail space will be abandoned.

R167, your post reminded me of a trend that mother used to talk about (early 60’s, I think)… teens/young women would shop and socialize on Saturday afternoons in those shopping districts while proudly sporting their hair in curlers (probably with scarves) as a way of letting everyone know that they had a date that night.

I’m Mad Men TV series, doing a damn good job recreating me

I'm the men, women and children who dressed up in our best to go shopping 'downtown' on Saturday. Men in suits, women in their best dresses and handbags. It was an 'event' to go shopping, and you never knew who you were going to run into, so you had to look your best.

I'm the free gift wrapping and gift boxes the department stores provided throughout the year. Each store competed with the one next door or across the street. They took pride in what you purchased from the store. My, the times have changed.

Eldergays tell me about gay life in NYC? Was it truly a liberated place. Did you feel safe when crushing?

In 1960s NYC gay life all seemed to breathe freedom and piece and to make one forget the world and its sad turmoils.

I put paid:

The murders of Altamont and Cielo Drive.

I'm ETCH A SKETCH

I'm a Thalidomide baby. Thanks to the FDA, it never became available in the US, but with the incoming administration, look forward to a lot of similar disasters coming out way.

Thalidomide is used in the US to treat cancer, I believe.

R176 They were using thalidomide for graft vs host after bone marrow transplants and for certain cancers. It was HIGHLY restricted and kept under lock & key. I don't believe they use it anymore. There are two analogs that I know of that are being used for multiple myaloma and MDS (enalidomide and pomalidomid). Both are just as teratogenic and highly controlled. These drugs prevent angiogenesis (development of new blood vessels). This is quite detrimental in a fetus as the limp buds are unable to grow without a blood supply.

I’m Eve Arden and this is Kaye Ballard. My daughter married her son. That makes us The Mothers-in-Law!

I’m Marilyn Monroe, Summer 1962. I’m at a crossroads in life and career. One path could lead to finally being respected as a talented actress with my greatest performances still to be seen and perhaps true sobriety. The other path, marked by continued drug abuse, parody of a sex pot image, and instability will lead to me becoming a trivia question by 1970. Instead either by accident or intentional, death gives me an unlikely third path, immortality.

I'm weak-sauce pot.

Um, color TV was patented in 1897.

Really r181? How many television stations were broadcasting in color back then? How many households had color TVs?

I was recently watching a 1974 game show in which the host gave a shout out to those watching on color tv.

I'm the big-eyed pictures.

r184

Gaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh . . .

I’m the decade of the TV Western

Gunsmoke

Bonanza

The Big Valley

Have Gun Will Travel

Wagon Train

Rawhide

The Rifleman

The Virginian

Maverick

Laramie

The High Chaparral

Wanted Dead or Alive

And that’s just a small sampling.

I'm the Volkswagon Beetle

I'm Natalie Wood, not yet 30. Graciously accepting the Lampoon's Worst Actress Award at Harvard, 1966.

I worked for a guy whose son (Class of '68) was one of the undergrads holding the sheet/banner out the window.

Paired with "Sweet Cherry Wine" by Tommy James and the Shondells.

[quote]I'm the Volkswagon Beetle

Oh, dear.