PRINCESS VIJA
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> IT WAS GOOD
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Were you a kid in the Fifties or earlier? Everybody
makes fun of our childhood! Comedians joke. Grandkids
snicker. Twenty-something's shudder and say "Eeeew!"
But was our childhood really all that bad? Judge for
yourself:
In 1953 The US population was less than 150 million...
Yet you knew more people then, and knew them better...
And that was good.
The average annual salary was under $3,000... Yet our
parents could put some of it away for a rainy day and
still live a decent life... And that was good
A loaf of bread cost about 15 cents... But it was
safe for a five-year-old to skate to the store and
buy one... And that was good.
Prime-Time meant I Love Lucy, Ozzie and Harriet,
Gunsmoke and Lassie... So nobody ever heard of ratings
or filters... And that was good.
We didn't have air-conditioning... So the windows
stayed up and half a dozen mothers ran outside when
you fell off your bike... And that was good.
Your teacher was either Miss Matthews or Mrs. Logan
or Mr. Adkins... But not Ms Becky or Mr. Dan... And
that was good.
The only hazardous material you knew about... Was a
patch of grass burrs around the light pole at the
corner... And that was good.
You loved to climb into a fresh bed... Because sheets
were dried on the clothesline... And that was good.
People generally lived in the same hometown with
their relatives... So "child care" meant grandparents
or aunts and uncles... And that was good.
Parents were respected and their rules were law....
Children did not talk back..... and that was good.
TV was in black-and-white... But all outdoors was in
glorious color....And that was certainly good.
Your Dad knew how to adjust everybody's
carburetor...And the Dad next door knew how to adjust
all the TV knobs... And that was very good.
Your grandma grew snap beans in the back yard... And
chickens behind the garage... And that was definitely
good.
And just when you were about to do something really
bad. Chances were you'd run into your Dad's high
school coach... Or the nosy old lady from up the
street... Or your little sister's piano teacher... Or
somebody from Church.... ALL of whom knew your
parents'
phone number... And YOUR first name... And even THAT
was good!
REMEMBER...
Send this on to someone who can still remember Nancy
Drew, The Hardy Boys, Laurel & Hardy, Abbott &
Costello, Sky King, Little Lulu comics, Brenda Starr,
Howdy Doody and The Peanut Gallery, The Lone Ranger,
The Shadow Knows, Nellie Belle, Roy and Dale, Trigger
and Buttermilk as well as the sound of a reel mower
on Saturday morning,
and summers filled with bike rides, playing in cowboy
land, playing hide and
seek and kick-the-can and Simon Says, baseball games,
amateur shows at the
local theater before the Saturday matinee, bowling and
visits to the
pool...and eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar, and wax
lips and bubble gum
cigars
Didn't that feel good, just to go back and say, Yeah,
remember that!
And was it really that long ago?
>
>
Were you a kid in the Fifties or earlier? Everybody
makes fun of our childhood! Comedians joke. Grandkids
snicker. Twenty-something's shudder and say "Eeeew!"
But was our childhood really all that bad? Judge for
yourself:
In 1953 The US population was less than 150 million...
Yet you knew more people then, and knew them better...
And that was good.
The average annual salary was under $3,000... Yet our
parents could put some of it away for a rainy day and
still live a decent life... And that was good
A loaf of bread cost about 15 cents... But it was
safe for a five-year-old to skate to the store and
buy one... And that was good.
Prime-Time meant I Love Lucy, Ozzie and Harriet,
Gunsmoke and Lassie... So nobody ever heard of ratings
or filters... And that was good.
We didn't have air-conditioning... So the windows
stayed up and half a dozen mothers ran outside when
you fell off your bike... And that was good.
Your teacher was either Miss Matthews or Mrs. Logan
or Mr. Adkins... But not Ms Becky or Mr. Dan... And
that was good.
The only hazardous material you knew about... Was a
patch of grass burrs around the light pole at the
corner... And that was good.
You loved to climb into a fresh bed... Because sheets
were dried on the clothesline... And that was good.
People generally lived in the same hometown with
their relatives... So "child care" meant grandparents
or aunts and uncles... And that was good.
Parents were respected and their rules were law....
Children did not talk back..... and that was good.
TV was in black-and-white... But all outdoors was in
glorious color....And that was certainly good.
Your Dad knew how to adjust everybody's
carburetor...And the Dad next door knew how to adjust
all the TV knobs... And that was very good.
Your grandma grew snap beans in the back yard... And
chickens behind the garage... And that was definitely
good.
And just when you were about to do something really
bad. Chances were you'd run into your Dad's high
school coach... Or the nosy old lady from up the
street... Or your little sister's piano teacher... Or
somebody from Church.... ALL of whom knew your
parents'
phone number... And YOUR first name... And even THAT
was good!
REMEMBER...
Send this on to someone who can still remember Nancy
Drew, The Hardy Boys, Laurel & Hardy, Abbott &
Costello, Sky King, Little Lulu comics, Brenda Starr,
Howdy Doody and The Peanut Gallery, The Lone Ranger,
The Shadow Knows, Nellie Belle, Roy and Dale, Trigger
and Buttermilk as well as the sound of a reel mower
on Saturday morning,
and summers filled with bike rides, playing in cowboy
land, playing hide and
seek and kick-the-can and Simon Says, baseball games,
amateur shows at the
local theater before the Saturday matinee, bowling and
visits to the
pool...and eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar, and wax
lips and bubble gum
cigars
Didn't that feel good, just to go back and say, Yeah,
remember that!
And was it really that long ago?