A Simpler Time

Do you remember when?

Mom was at home when the kids got home from school; when nobody owned a purebred dog; when a quarter was a decent allowance, and another quarter a huge bonus;

When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny; when all of your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done and wore high heels; when you got your windshield cleaned, oil checked and gas pumped without asking, all for free, every time, and you didn't pay for air, and you got trading stamps to boot.

When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents; when the worst thing you could do at school was smoke in the bathrooms, flunk a test or chew gum; When a '57 Chevy was everyone's dream car, to cruise, peel out, lay rubber or watch submarine races; and people went steady and girls wore a class ring with an inch of wrapped yarn so it would fit her finger.

And no one ever asked where the car keys were because they were always in the car, in the ignition, and the doors were never locked.

And you got in big trouble if you accidentally locked the doors at home, since no one ever had a key. Remember lying on your back on the grass with your friends and saying things like "That cloud looks like a ... " Remember playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game because baseball was not a psychological group learning experience, it was a game.

Remember when stuff from the store came without safety caps and hermetic seals because no one had yet tried to poison a perfect stranger. And with all our progress, don't you wish, just once, you could slip back in time and savor the slower pace and share it with the children of today.

Remember when being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home. I remember that principal and his paddle with the little holes in it, and the whistling noise it made as it made it's way through the air to my behind. Basically, we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn't because of drive by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! But we all survived because their love was greater than the threat.

Go back with me for a minute.... Before the Internet or the MAC... before semi-automatics and crack...before SEGA or Super Nintendo... Way back ....

I'm talking about hide and go seek at dusk, red light, green light, kick the can, playing kickball & dodgeball until your porch light came on and mother may I? Red rover, hula hoops, roller skating to music, running through the sprinkler...

And catching lightning bugs in a jar; Christmas morning; your first day of school; bedtime prayers and goodnight kisses; climbing trees; getting an ice cream off the ice cream truck; a million mosquito bites and sticky fingers; jumping on the bed; pillow fights; running till you were out of breath; laughing so hard your stomach hurt; being tired from playing; your first crush...remember that?

I'm not finished yet....

Kool-aid was the drink of summer; toting your friends on your handle bars; wearing your new shoes on the first day of school and class field trips.

Didn't that feel good, just to go back and say,

Yeah, I remember that!

Remember the mean little kids at school. (me) Throwing ping pong balls at the teacher when they turned their backs. Rolling pennies up the aisles. Spit wads!

How about chewing up that mouth full of raisins and spitting in the sink, making Grandma think I was chewing tobacco. She beat me all the way out to the yard. "I was just kiddin' Grandma."

And the thoughts about Grandma and Grandpa. Back porch swings, and gliders, and picking tomatoes out of the garden and eating them on the glider. The Outhouse. Grandpa in the outhouse and the cherry bomb we threw in there. Taking a bath in the kitchen sink, because they did not have a bathtub. Cherry Pies. Fried Chicken. Christmas. Old Pictures. Old Furniture. Old wonderful memories.

There's nothing like the good old days. They were good then, and they're good now when we think about them. Share some of these thoughts with a friend who can relate, then share it with someone that missed out on them.

I want to go back to the time when............

Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo" and mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "do it over!"

"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest; money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "Monopoly;" catching fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening; and it wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.

Being old referred to anyone over 20 and the worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.

Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better; it was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people" rides at the amusement park; getting a foot of snow was a dream come true; abilities were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare;"

Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles; the worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team; water balloons were the ultimate weapon; and older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.

If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED!!!!

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