An elderly man turns to his wife one night as they are
getting into bed and says: "You know, we're not spring
chickens any more. If I die first, promise me you'll
re-marry." "Oh, yes, in a heartbeat", she replied. "Hmm,
that was not exactly the answer I expected, but since we're
being so honest, tell me would you still live in this
house?" he asked. "Absolutely". "Would you let him drive my
car?" "Yep". "Would you sleep in this bed together?" "Yep".
"Would you let him use my golf clubs?" "Probably not". "I
don't get it. Why not?"

... "He's a lefty".

Old man Johnson limped into the doctor's office and said, "Doc, my
knee hurts so bad, I can hardly walk!"
The doctor slowly eyed him from head to toe, paused and then said,
"Mr. Johnson, just how old are you?"
"98!" Johnson announced proudly.
The doctor just sighed, and looked at him again. . .
Finally he said, "Sir, I'm sorry. I mean, just look at you. You're
practically one hundred years old, and you're complaining that your
knee hurts? Well, what did you expect?"
The old man said, "Well, my other knee is 98 years old too, and it
don't hurt!"

Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo."

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "do over!"

"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in Monopoly."

Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening.

It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.

Being old, referred to anyone over 20.

The net on a tennis court was the perfect height to play volleyball
And rules didn't matter.

The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.