That’s me with the Family the year of my second Christmas
I know, I know, I know… reminiscing about “the good old days” is a clear sign that the bloom is off the rose so to speak… But this forward hit me the right way and so, here you have a little wisdom from Jay Leno.
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED THE
1930s, ’40s, ’50s, ’60s and ’70s!!
(And you’ll see pictures that PROVE I did!)
while they were pregnant.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes.
Then, after that trauma, we were
put to sleep on our tummies
in baby cribs covered
with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on doors or cabinets,
and, when we rode our bikes, My parents
we had baseball caps,
As infants and children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, no booster seats, no seat belts, no air bags, bald tires and sometimes no brakes..
Riding in the back of a pick- up truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this.
Me with my grandparents
We ate cupcakes, white bread, real butter, and bacon. We drank Kool-Aid made with real white sugar. And we weren’t overweight.
Because we were always outside playing…that’s why!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
–And, we were OKAY.
Dad and me going fishing
We would spend hours building
our go-carts out of scraps
and then ride them down the hill,
only to find out we forgot the brakes.. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Play Stations, Nintendo’s and X-boxes. There were
no video movies or DVDs,
no surround-sound or CDs,
no cell phones,
no personal computers,
no Internet and no chat rooms.
That’s my brother Peter and me
WE HAD FRIENDS
and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut,
broke bones and teeth,
and there were no lawsuits
from those accidents.
We would get spankings with wooden spoons, switches, ping-pong paddles, or just a bare hand, and no one would call child services to report abuse.
made from dirt, and
the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls, and
-although we were told it would happen- we did not put out very many eyes.
Little League had tryouts
and not everyone made the team.
Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. The dancing class
These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers,
problem solvers, and inventors ever.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.
Of course not everyone lived what’s described above. During the “good old days” there were dark things too. But the freedom of body and mind is indeed a casualty of our times. Will we ever get it back? (Thanks Hanneke for the forward!)