1976 was a good year...

I remember this one time, my baby brother was probably in 4th grade, he came home from school with a bag full of Nintendo cartridges.

He was so excited and he was in his room playing game after game. Mama 1969 came home from work and asked me where he was. I informed her *AHEM* that he was in his room playing Nintendo and that he had a whole bunch of new games.

She promptly called him out of his room and asked him where he had gotten all of those cartridges. He sheepishly said “From my Friend Dave”.  My mom made him call Dave’s house and she got on the phone with Dave’s mom.

After she hung up, she whooped that boy’s butt. She told him that each one of those cartridges were about $30-$40 bucks and he did not need to take anybody’s property even if they gave it to him. She also told him that “school needs to be about school and not about some damn video games” (direct quote).

The rest of the evening progressed in an uneventful manner. We ate dinner and sat down to watch the Cosby Show. About 8:30pm, somebody rang our doorbell. We wondered who would be coming to our house that late and unexpected.

It was Dave. Dave’s mom made him take two buses to get to our house and go get those games and bring them back home. My mom offered to send him home in a cab and Dave was so shook by his mom…..he said “No. I have to take the bus or she will be really mad.” LOL

After Dave left, in true Nineteen69 Family fashion, the three of us cracked up for about 1/2 an hour at how scared Dave was. I mean, tears rolling down our face, cracking up.

After that, whenever we did something out of pocket, my mom would say….”I should treat you guys like Dave’s mother.” and we would bust out laughing.

Happy 33rd Birthday to Baby Brother 1976!!!!! I love you and couldn’t imagine growing up without you!