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Thank you so much, for that trip down memory
lane. It comes at just the right time, too.
May you all have a VERY blessed and pain-free
Love, peace, laughter and blessings,
> From: PasaPeruva(a)aol.com
> Subject: This Little Poem Tells It Pretty Much
> Like It Was 50 Years ago!!!
> This Little Poem Tells It Pretty Much Like It
> Was 50 Years ago!!!
> A little house with two bedrooms and one car on
> the street,
> A mower that you had to push, to make the grass
> look neat.
> In the kitchen on the wall, we only had one
> And no need for recording things - someone was
> always home.
> We only had a living room, where we would
> Unless it was at meal time, in the kitchen
> where we ate.
> We had no need for family rooms or extra rooms
> to dine,
> When meeting as a family those two rooms would
> work out fine.
> We only had one TV set and channels - maybe
> But always there was one of them, with
> something worth the view.
> For snacks we had potato chips that tasted like
> a chip
> And if you wanted flavor, you made Lipton's
> onion dip.
> Weekends were for family trips, or staying home
> to play,
> We all did things together, even go to church
> to pray.
> When we did our weekend trips, depending on the
> No one stayed at home because we liked to be
> Sometimes we would separate, to do things on
> our own,
> But we knew where the others were, without our
> own cell phone.
> Then there were the movies with your favorite
> movie star
> And nothing can compare to watching, movies in
> your car.
> Then there were the picnics, at the peak of
> summer season,
> Pack a lunch and find some trees - and never
> need a reason.
> Get a baseball game together, with the friends
> you know,
> Have real action playing ball - and no game
> Remember when the doctor used to be the family
> And didn't need insurance - or a lawyer to
> The way that he took care of you, or what he
> had to do,
> Because he took an oath, and strive to do the
> best for you.
> Remember going to the store - and shopping
> And when you went to pay for it, you used your
> own money?
> Nothing that you had to swipe or - punch in
> some amount,
> Remember when the cashier person had to really
> Remember when we breathed the air, it smelled
> so fresh and clean,
> And chemicals were not used on the grass, to
> keep it green.
> The milkman and the bread man used to go from
> door to door,
> And it was just a few cents more than going to
> the store.
> There was a time when mailed letters, came
> right to your door,
> Without a lot of junk mail ads, sent out by
> every store.
> The mailman knew each house by name and knew
> where it was sent,
> There was not loads of mail addressed to:
> "Present Occupant".
> There was a time when just one glance, was all
> that it would take,
> And you would know the kind of car, the model
> and the make.
> They didn't look like turtles, trying to
> squeeze every mile,
> They were streamlined, white walls and fins --
> and really had some
> One time the music that you played, whenever
> you would jive,
> Was from a vinyl, big holed record called a
> The record player had a post, to keep them all
> in line,
> And then the records would drop down and play
> one at a time.
> Oh sure we had our problems then - just like we
> do today,
> And always we were striving - trying for a
> better way.
> And every year that passed us by brought new
> and greater things,
> We now can even program phones, with music or
> with rings.
> Oh the simple life we lived still seems like so
> much fun,
> How can you explain a game - just kick the can
> and run.
> And why would boys put baseball cards, between
> bicycle spokes?
> And for a nickel, red machines had little
> bottled cokes.
> This life seemed so much easier - and slower in
> some ways,
> I love the new technology but I sure miss those
> So time moves on and so do we - and nothing
> stays the same,
> But I sure love to reminisce, and walk down
> memory lane.
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> 4.0.4391, dated 09/15/2004
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming.........
WOW------WHAT A RIDE!!!!!!
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