Friday, June 26, 2009

Walk down Memory Lane

This is from an email my SIL sent me. Most of you aren't old enough to relate to these memories, but those of you who are will enjoy the walk down memory lane. Thanks Gaye for the forward!

How Many Of These Do You Remember?
All the girls had ugly gym uniforms?

It took five minutes for the TV to warm up?

Nearly everyone's Mom was at home when the kids got home from school?

Nobody owned a purebred dog?

When a quarter was a decent allowance?

You'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny?

Your Mom wore nylons that came in two pieces?

All your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done every day and wore high heels?

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?

Laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels hidden inside the box?

It was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents?

They threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed. . . and they did it!

When a 57 Chevy was everyone's dream car...to cruise, peel out, lay rubber or watch submarine races, and people went steady?

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?

Lying on your back in the grass with your friends? and saying things like, 'That cloud looks like a... '?

Playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game?

Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles?

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 just wish, just once, you could slip back in time and savor the slower pace, and share it with the children of today.

When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited the student at home?

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 survived because their love was greater than the threat.

Buying nearly everything out of the Sears Roebuck and Monkey Ward catalogs.

....as well as summers filled with bike rides, baseball games, Hula Hoops, bowling and visits to the pool, and eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar.

If you can remember most or all of these, Then You Have Lived!!!!!!!

Candy cigarettes.

Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water inside.

Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles.

Coffee shops with Table Side Jukeboxes.

Blackjack, Clove and Teaberry chewing gum.

Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers.

Newsreels before the movie.

P.F. Fliers.

Telephone numbers with a word prefix...(Raymond 4-601). Party lines.

Peashooters.

Howdy Dowdy.

Hi-Fi's & 45 RPM records.

78 RPM records!

Green Stamps.

Mimeograph paper.

The Fort Apache Play Set.

Do You Remember a Time When:

Decisions were made by going 'eeny-meeny-miney-moe'?

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, 'Do Over!'?

'Race issue' meant arguing about who ran the fastest?

Catching The Fireflies Could Happily Occupy An Entire Evening?

It wasn't odd to have two or three 'Best Friends'?

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

Having a Weapon in School meant being caught with a Slingshot?

Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30-minute commercials for action figures?

'Oly-oly-oxen-free' made perfect sense?

War was a card game?

Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle?

Taking drugs meant orange - flavored chewable aspirin?

Water balloons were the ultimate weapon?

Didn't that feel good, just to go back and say, 'Yeah, I remember that'?

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thanks for the fun walk down memory lane! The other day Ryan told me his boss used a dumb phrase that was something like "fiddle-farting around" .... I laughed so hard when I told him that "fiddle-farting around" was definitely a phrase we grew up with!

Jenn said...

Well, I'm not as old as SOME PEOPLE ;p, but I do remember some of those. I remember that Jill and I had a fort out in the orchard, and we didn't want to come home to use the bathroom, so we brought out a milk can and our own toilet paper...we'd be gone for hours and it was okay! Oh, and sleep-overs in the red-hut! :D I miss those days!

Oh, and Cindy, I've always heard it as piddle-farting...?