Last week, I posted a picture of me in my grandma’s backyard playing catch with my dad. The more I thought about my grandma’s backyard, I was reminded of her back patio.
I distinctly remember there being a picnic table out there. I know my brother and I would eat outside with my grandma on summer days that we were there. The other thing I remember very well was the patio furniture.
My grandma and grandpa had this big, honking glider that was made out of metal. It was a puke green color and had little squares cut in it as a pattern both on the back of the glider and on the seat. If I had to guess, the glider probably weighed about, oh, 700 pounds or something. It was huge.
The patio set came with a rocker that had the same green and square pattern on it. There may or may not have been a chair that was just stationary that had the same style.
The picture above is me on the rocker. I’m guessing that any child of the ’70s will recognize that chair and probably be able to picture the glider. The one thing that I remember very well is that in the summertime if the sun hit that glider or chair for any length of time you could probably fry an egg on it. It was hot!
I’m guessing that the picture above was probably taken in the spring or in the fall as I’m wearing long pants. I have no recollection whatsoever of the gaudy shirt that I am wearing. I mean, what is that?! It looks like I’m about to join Roy Rogers and his band for a TV special. All that is missing is a pair of boots with spurs and a 10 gallon hat.
I honestly don’t know what my parents were thinking when they dressed me. You know I’ve raised two boys and am currently raising my daughter and my son. There has been no time at all where I have thought to myself “let’s dress them so they look absolutely ridiculous.”
No wonder people made fun of me in elementary school!
Various Ramblings of a Nostalgic Italian 
I remember those chairs so well…yes…you sit on them with shorts and you felt as if your skin was coming off when you stood up. But…I would LOVE to have one of those now.
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Exactly!
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We had dangers around every corner back then,..hot seats and at least our monkey bars standing on concrete.
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All of our school playgrounds were on concrete!
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Good…we weren’t the only ones…we learned NOT to fall from those damn monkey bars!
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In third grade I did a face-plant from those stupid monkey bars and still have a scar under my bottom lip!
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Oh I’m sorry Dana! So you had them as well! What were they thinking? I don’t remember any of us falling because we were scared to death lol.
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It was crazy!!!
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LOL…thinking back…I’m not sure if they were thinking at all! Well…Keith and Dana…it certainly made us tough.
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I think I was trying to prove how brave I was, story of my life! 🥴
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LOL…yea one fall could humble you really quick!
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Yikes. What were they thinking?! We used to get the swings going real high and jump off! So many of us had skinned knees and elbows
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Oh yes! Did you ever swing so high that the poles started to come out of the ground?
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Oh yeah!!! That was always the goal…
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Oh yes, I had burned my backside so many times on one of these chairs and the metal slide on the playground!
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Ouch!!!!
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My grandparents has a sunroom on the back of the house and they had that set with the rocker and glider, I do remember it well. You don’t remember being a cowboy fan, Keith? Someone must have been. 😁
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Lol
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