June 18, 2005

Back in the "good ol' days"

June 18 - This was forwarded to me:

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED THE 1940's, 50's, 60's, and 70's:

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were 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 children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.

Riding in the back of a pick up 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.

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, 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, and we actually were able to function and survive.

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 to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, DVD'S, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms! .........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 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 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!

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever.

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL.

And you are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the government regulated our lives for our own good.

While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.

Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!

I would add that no one cared about our self-esteem. They did care about our manners, though, as well as our grades, doing our chores, and shoveling the sidewalk and/or carrying grocery bags for elderly neighbours.

- Unknown (at least to me; if you know who wrote it, let me know and I'll append their name.)

Posted by: Debbye at 07:00 AM | Comments (9) | Add Comment
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1 Heavens sakes. I'm trying to get out of here to go pick some strawberries. Three good posts in a row. I knew I should have checked 'Being American in T.T." after I got back. This is funny and very true. My children and I have talked about this several times. Their mother did most of all those things, as did I except I didn't smoke. But in those days we didn't know. Today we do, and many of us still do them. "And you are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!" I feel so proud. :-) Oh good, that's the last post for today. I'm outa' here.

Posted by: John Crittenden at June 18, 2005 12:36 PM (cONYb)

2 I have to disagree with "or we just walked in". I never did that, couldn't imagine anybody doing that then, can't now.

Posted by: Jay at June 18, 2005 02:30 PM (PuNh2)

3 Glad you both relished it! John, enjoy the strawberries! Jay, I grew up in a town where the door was usually open and we caught heck for knocking and drawing the Mom away from her housework (she's hear the knock and think it was someone important!) Proper procedure was to walk in, yell out your presence with a "Hello, Mrs. Cleaver" but far more commonly we'd stand outside with our bikes and yell "Can Daria come out and play!" (Note the use of the imperative rather than interrogative.) I can't remember how often my friends and I would help each other finish our chores just so we could play. And, yeah, I've long since lost track of how many times I was admonished "don't yell."

Posted by: Debbye at June 18, 2005 03:27 PM (Hf+wx)

4 I remember the yelling thing (Minnesota) - but it was for me more often in the style of "Is Jay home?". Once that was resolved you could move forward.

Posted by: Jay at June 18, 2005 03:33 PM (PuNh2)

5 "The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!" Worse than getting caught, would have been if one of our fathers found out because he would have informed the other fathers. If a cop had taken us into a backroom and used a rubber hose on us it would have been preferable than having to face the music at home.

Posted by: Tim at June 19, 2005 07:11 AM (6x5bP)

6 Shall I just cut to the chase and invoke Monty Python right away? "Kids these days don't know how lucky they are..." Ending with: "We used to have to get up at half past ten at night, half an hour BEFORE we'd gone to bed, clean out the lake, drink a glass of cold sulfuric acid for breakfast, crawl naked in a blizzard uphill both ways to work, work 29 hours a day, pay for permission to come to work, go home, and then our dad would kill us, and dance about on our graves singing hallelujah. If we were lucky." ;-)

Posted by: Dave J at June 19, 2005 10:31 AM (CYpG7)

7 There are still some of the old values in the far north and in the bush here on Vancouver Island. There are some or maybe just one who visits my shack in the bush. They chop a bit of wood. They leave things as the found them and may even use the radio gear. There is no hasp or lock on the door, and they are welcome. If ball caps find the place and steal the CB gear and the Auto Battery, it's no real loss. So far so good. 73s TG

Posted by: TonyGuitar at June 20, 2005 12:37 PM (rmMzv)

8 Unfortunately for that whole screed, it is completely wrong. It wasn't until the 1980's that regulation that you speak of DECREASED... The 30's, 40's, 50's, 60's, and 70's were more productive than the last 25 years because Keynesian economic regulation WORKED BETTER than the current system of NO regulation. Read a book.

Posted by: John at June 28, 2005 04:35 AM (CH6sN)

9 Huh?

Posted by: Debbye at June 29, 2005 04:49 PM (ydrAz)

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