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I never really liked the terminology “Old People” but this makes me feel better about it. And if you ain’t one, I bet ya you know one! I got this from an “Old Personal friend of mine”!

“OLD PEOPLE” PRIDE

I’m passing this on as I did not want to be the only “old people” receiving it. Actually, it’s not a bad thing to be called, as you will see.

Old People are easy to spot at sporting events; during the playing of the National Anthem. Old People remove their caps, cover their hearts, stand at attention and sing without embarrassment. They know the words and believe in them.

· Old People remember World War II, Pearl Harbor, Guadalcanal, Normandy, and Hitler.. They remember the Atomic Age, the Korean War, The Cold War, the Jet Age and the Moon Landing. They remember the 50 plus Peacekeeping Missions from 1945 to 2005, not to mention Vietnam.

· If you bump into an Old People on the sidewalk he will apologize. If you pass an Old People on the street, he will nod or tip his cap to a lady. Old People trust strangers and are courtly to women and treat them with great respect.

· Old People hold the door for the next person and always, when walking, make certain the lady is on the inside for protection.

· Old People get embarrassed if someone curses in front of women and children and they don’t like any filth or dirty language on TV or in movies.

· Old People have moral courage and personal integrity. They seldom brag unless it’s about their children, grandchildren or their animals.

· It’s the Old People who know our great country is protected, not by crooked greedy politicians who only care about themselves, but by the young men and women in the military serving their country.

This country needs Old People with their work ethic, sense of responsibility, pride in their country, and decent values.

We need them now more than ever.

Thank God for Old People....

Pass this on to all of the “Old People” you know. I was taught to respect my elders. It’s just getting harder to find them.

Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the much older lady that she should bring her own grocery bags, because plastic bags are not good for the environment.

The woman apologized to the young girl and explained, “We didn’t have this ‘green thing’ back in my earlier days.”

The young clerk responded, “That’s our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations.”

The older lady said that she was right — our generation didn’t have the “green thing” in its day. The older lady went on to explain:

Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled. But we didn’t have the “green thing” back in our day.

Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags that we reused for numerous things. Most memorable besides household garbage bags was the use of brown paper bags as book covers for our school books. This was to ensure that public property (the books provided for our use by the school) was not defaced by our scribbles. Then we were able to personalize our books on the brown paper bags. But, too bad we didn’t do the “green thing” back then.

We walked up stairs because we didn’t have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn’t climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.

But she was right. We didn’t have the “green thing” in our day.

Back then we washed the baby’s diapers because we didn’t have the throw away kind that took 500 years to decompose in the landfill. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts. Wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.

We hand washed our dishes, hand dried them, before we put them away, we didn’t have a dishwasher that used several gallons of water and two hours of electricity.

We didn’t have a special spray for mirrors, floors, toilets, if we had indoor plumbing, we went out in all types of weather to use an outhouse, where a Sears and Roebuck catalog was our toilet paper.

We put all plant matter in a compost heap to put on our gardens. We caught rain water in a cistern, or had a well.

We didn’t send out for pizza if we didn’t feel like cooking, we made a meal from our garden or whatever we canned, or whatever meat, rabbit, squirrel, deer, moose or bear our dad’s or brothers shot or trapped. Or killed off a hen that had quite laying, oh, did I tell you we weeded the garden, canned the crop, rung the chicken’s neck and plucked the feather?

And if we needed a new cover you call it a electric blanket, or cranked up the heat, we made a quilt out of old clothes, flour sacks, even our bloomers were made from those flour sacks, as we’re dresses, our brothers shirts too.

But that young lady is right; we didn’t have the “green thing” back in our day.

Back then we had one tube TV, or radio we all gathered around, in the house — not a TV or radio in every room. And the TV had a small 3 channels, which you changed yourself, screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen we blended and stirred by hand because we didn’t have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn’t fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn’t need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.

But she’s right; we didn’t have the “green thing” back then.

We drank from a fountain or a dipper in a bucket when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we stropped a razor at first to sharpen it until some one invented the razor blade, then we replaced the razor blade in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.

But we didn’t have the “green thing” back then.

Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service in the family’s $45,000 SUV or van, which cost what a whole house did before the “green thing.” We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn’t need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint.

But isn’t it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn’t have the “green thing” back then?

And we went to bed when it got dark and got up at day light to start the day over 7 days a week.

Please forward this on to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smart ass young person.

We don’t like being old in the first place, so it doesn’t take much to piss us off... Especially from a tattooed, green haired, multiple pierced smart ass who can’t make change without the cash register telling them how much to give back to us.