[This is a “rerun” from 13 years ago when I was teaching college full time.
I was reminded of it when I was playing with grandkids and mentioned a
“happy fizzies
party”. Needless to say, that anachronism was as out of place as Pinkie
Lee, Howdy Doody, or even Archie Bunker. This is a SECOND generation
removed from how I grew up.]
On the subject of becoming a dinosaur (or as my students affectionately
refer to me as a “fossil”), ask YOURSELF if YOU Remember . . .
Being sent to the drugstore to test vacuum tubes for the TV.
When Kool-Aid was the only other drink for kids, other than milk and soda
pop.
When there were only 2 types of sneakers for boys, & girls wouldn’t wear
them.
When boys couldn’t wear anything but leather shoes to school.
When it took five minutes for the TV to warm up.
When nearly everyone’s parents smoked.
When all your friends got their hair cut at the kitchen table.
When everyone’s mom was at home when the kids got there.
When nobody owned a purebred dog.
When a dime was a decent allowance, and a quarter a huge bonus.
When you’d reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.
When girls neither dated nor kissed until late high school, if then.
When your mom wore nylons that came in two pieces.
When all your teachers wore either neckties or had their hair done
everyday.
When you got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped,
without asking . . . for free, every time.
When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him, or use him to
carry groceries, and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it.
When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a
real restaurant with your parents.
When colleges threatened to give a student an “F” if they did not do the
work or attend classes . . . and actually did!
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Dr Bob Griffin
“Jesus knows me, this I love”