the 1940's, 50's, 60's and 70's!!
First, we survived being born to mothers who 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, doors or cabinets and
when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we
took hitchhiking.
As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick-up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread with real butter and drank Kool-aid with sugar, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
We ate cupcakes, white bread with real butter and drank Kool-aid with sugar, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. Yes! We were OK!
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned how to solve the problem.
We did NOT have Playstations, Nintendos, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable TV, no video movies nor DVDs, no surround-sound nor CDs, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet nor chat rooms...WE HAD FRIENDS! We went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, skinned knees, got cuts and bruises, broke bones and teeth. Guess what? There were no lawsuits from these accidents
We ate worms and mud pies 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.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked right in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that !
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
When we did something we were not suppose to or got into trouble, we got spanked (by the hand, a hairbrush, or a belt) or even worse, we got our legs 'switched' with a branch from a special bush grown in the backyard. Sometimes we even had to go cut it ourselves before it was used on us. But we never thought of calling the police or Social Services to report our parents for child abuse!
It is very interesting to note these generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors EVER! Why? Could it be because of their innovative nature, willingness to help one another, camaraderie instead of fierce cut-throat competition, love for outdoors and each other?
The past 50 to 85 years have seen an explosion of innovation and new ideas. Freedoms were won, failures preceded successes, responsibility abounded, and we learned how to deal with it all.
If YOU are one of those born between
1925-1970, CONGRATULATIONS! YOU SURVIVED!
Share this with others who have had the luck to
grow up as kids before the lawyers and the government regulated so much
of our lives for our own good. While you are at it, forward it to your
kids, so they will know how brave and lucky their parents were.
Way Back When
Way back when could
be days gone by
When leisure reigned
and time didn’t fly
Back in the day
brought a blissful vision
Summer nights with no
television
We'd play hide-n-seek
way passed dark
When shadows played
tricks as we embarked
Wearing socks emitted
soundless steps
Muffled strides which
slowly crept
Good ol’ days forged
many a fable
When conversation
ruled the dinner table
Freshly cooked chow
incited a snicker
“Pass the peas, please, and
the pot liquor”
Way back when could
be days gone by
When things
remembered made you cry
Reminiscing brought
an unwelcome vision
Summer nights with no
television
We’d play inside
after Jack Frost
When darkness reigned
and time was lost
Sounds of the night
repeated all week
Rocking chairs that
steadily creaked
Now the days pass
much too fast
But memories still linger
holding on to the past
Remembrances prompt
the slyest grin
“A way of life, way
back when!”
“Let each day begin
with thoughts that return to remember when.” ~SLS
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