Posted on 09/04/2013 10:16:05 AM PDT by sr4402
I miss America when men were supposed to be decent and good. I miss America when pregnant women were Not sent to the front lines in combat. I miss America when it tried to live within it's means and on a budget. I miss America when religion was considered to be good rather than to be suppressed.
My children miss America, when school lunches were OK and they didn't consider it vomit and went hungry for lack of calories. They miss being told to consider things for themselves rather than being told by the government.
My children will miss when government promoted one man, one woman to make good citizens instead of using those who jumped over our fences. My children will miss being able to choose health insurance for themselves and their families instead to be forced into useless, expensive and limiting govenment healthcare.
Lord, I miss America.
Reflecting on younger Americans today, we have a lot to be thankful for. Life was richer back in the day.
Morning, E.G.C.
Life was real back then, kids were kids and grownups were grown up.
I grew up between two dairy farms in a rural town, Happy memories, lots to do with lots of playmates and adventures..
Who would?
Sadly hate to say this
Lots of those movie stars back in da day did died of cancer or suffer strokes toward end of their lives
That was on other day during Star of the day on TCM
I didn’t know at the time they mention that Paul Hedried ad lib the cigarette scene with Bette Davis that came off the script
My grandfather used wear fedora everywhere especially to church this even back in 1980s before he died
Guess that's why it's pretty hard for me to relate to the video game generation.
Seems way boring to me.
“...it’s pretty hard for me to relate to the video game generation....”
As someone who has played the new generation of video games with my own son and daughter, I’ll tell you that it is a great way to spend a few hours with them and get a lot of laughs and enjoyment together. Especially when you figure out how to beat them, and they are just stumped as to how you did so...hahah!
I’ve also been a baseball coach for my son since he was old enough to play, as well as soccer coach. I’ve been there with my kids through all of their sports and interest phases.
Best days of my life have been spent with my family. Anything that aids that, I will do it.
Pardon my cynicism, it is based on fact, that today’s video games, news, etc. is designed to isolate people.
This knowledge only makes my memories fonder.
Same here, wouldn't trade the time I grew up (1950s-1960s) for anything.
Makes me sound like an old coot, but so be it.
Anyone who thinks we’re old coots have no idea what we’re talking about and for them that’s a blessing.
Summers when we were kids we’d go out of the house in the morning and return for supper.
Summers today, no one can go out all day without someone checking up on them for fear that some ill has befallen them.
Fear is a curse today. The powers that be want us docile.
I have a lot of happy memories too, but those nights loading hay onto trailers after 10 PM are not among them. That and hauling milo into the barns. Makes me itch just thinking about it. Glad we had stock tanks to take a short swim in afterwards.
That’s the advantage of growing up among farms and not on them. We watched them throw 80# bales and then played in the hay loft, rearranging bales and making tunnels.
Thank you - I grew up in a small town in E. Oregon and my life was much like you describe. It’s hard to believe how far we have come from those days.
I would add putting up a tent in the back yard and “camping” overnight, telling ghost stories by flashlight.
Playing kick the can or olly olly oxen free (sp?) with the neighbor kids ‘til dusk.
Drinking Hawaiian fruit punch, believing it was intoxicating and getting very very silly.
Going up on Canyon Mountain, throwing rocks off the hill, seeing pictures in the clouds, and watching as the stars came out.
“...I would add putting up a tent in the back yard and “camping” overnight, telling ghost stories by flashlight.”
My yard was only about 16x16 feet, but yes, we did that too with old bedsheets and clothesline!!
“...Playing kick the can or olly olly oxen free (sp?) with the neighbor kids ‘til dusk...”
I think - if its the same game - we called it “Tin Can Tommy” and we played it on our street... except we had to sort of dive onto the pavement when cars came down the street.
Those were amazing days to be a kid... But as I said; as long as YOU keep it alive and tell your kids, and grandkids, that country is still alive as well.
Things can only be taken from you if you LET them take it.
Thanks!
You would be amazed at the number of large stores in later years, and really good restaurants. Tourist flocked there, especially ‘snow-birds’ from the north.
Yeah, the soldiers were scary, especially when so many of them were in cahoots with the drug kings.
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