This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Cookie | Duration | Description |
---|---|---|
cookielawinfo-checkbox-analytics | 11 months | This cookie is set by GDPR Cookie Consent plugin. The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Analytics". |
cookielawinfo-checkbox-functional | 11 months | The cookie is set by GDPR cookie consent to record the user consent for the cookies in the category "Functional". |
cookielawinfo-checkbox-necessary | 11 months | This cookie is set by GDPR Cookie Consent plugin. The cookies is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Necessary". |
cookielawinfo-checkbox-others | 11 months | This cookie is set by GDPR Cookie Consent plugin. The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Other. |
cookielawinfo-checkbox-performance | 11 months | This cookie is set by GDPR Cookie Consent plugin. The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Performance". |
viewed_cookie_policy | 11 months | The cookie is set by the GDPR Cookie Consent plugin and is used to store whether or not user has consented to the use of cookies. It does not store any personal data. |
It’s perfectly safe. Just don’t brake to hard.
Mom & Dad would smoke doctor-approuved Camels in the front seats.
That’s not too spacious. Check out this compartment in a Volkswagen Beetle. Both my brother and me found space in there to sleep on the long haul.
My dad used to be tied up on the front grille of my grandmas 1964 fiat 600. They did that to ensure the baby had maximum breathability
Isn’t that the “Unsafe at any speeds” car?
Idk , I was born in 1980. This was still a thing at that time.
growing up my mom had a 1978 ford thunderbird, of the few things I remember of that car was climbing up and napping in the back windshield shelf thing, it was so warm and cozy.
Sure, that’s bad, but I literally can’t forgive the total phasing-out of bench seats. That’s treating us like WE’RE the babies.
Now I know why car seats were invented
Gives new meaning to “bouncing baby boy”.
Rather OldSchoolFool than OldSchoolCool haha
My sister would lay across the back seat and I used to lay in the footwell!
Was just regaling a friend with the story of when my parents put me on the back deck of their Corvette in 82 and my grandfather lost his shit about it.
Car was sold that week and they bought a Pontiac Bonneville, and STILL didn’t have a carseat for some time.
My little brother and I used to crawl back there too. 63 Chevy Biscayne , big ol back shelf. Nowadays I buckle my 3 year old grandson in his car seat like he’s going on moon launch.
When I was a baby I rode in the bed of the truck with my sisters
.
And the carbon monoxide would help the baby fall asleep. And the sudden impact with other parts of the cabin after hard braking would help the baby fall asleep. And the heat stroke would…
Will even keep baby warm in the sun, while you are inside shopping!
In a few years that baby could graduate to the ultimate safety system – moms arm springing across your chest at any sign of a deceleration.
I would crawl up there in the mid-70s as a five year old!
Tho, not nearly as dangerous as sitting on the folded down arm rest in the front seat with no seatbelt, aka the sixth seat of a sedan – talk about a potential projectile through the windshield. Wild times…
How are any of us still alive?
Ah yes, the propaganda we were fed by the giant spoonful. Goes down great, chased with some Castrol Oil!
As a toddler, my parents put me in a playpen in the back seat of their ’64 Mercury Comet. As small children, my sister and I rode in the back of a ’68 Vista Cruiser with the seats folded down.
Somehow we both survived to adulthood. 🙂 And yes, attitudes toward safety (of all kinds) were much more lax in the past.
Queue Intercontinental Baby Missile in 3,…2,…1!
Early 70s in a Ford Taunus, night driving to annual summer vacation in Brittany, my little sister would sleep on the back seat and I would somehow make it possible to sleep on the floor behind the front seats. Most uncomfortable but great vacations, never a word on safety issues.
I have memories from early childhood of my family’s station wagon, which had a rear-facing seat all the way in the back. Not sure what make & model it was. I can’t think of any current day vehicles with rear facing seats.
My grandpa always told a story about losing control of the car and my baby Dad flying through the air, his oldest brother caught him like a football. I wonder how many babies were yeeted out of cars in the 50s!
One of my safest, coziest memories is laying on the floorboard behind the passenger seat, watching the stars as we zoomed down the highway
My grandpa lost his first wife and baby daughter in a car accident sometime in the early 50s. My mom says when she was little, they got seat belts installed before anyone else she knew had them.
Surprised any of us made it through the 60’s and 70’s