As my daughter nears 45...she’s beginning to understand why I like the old stuff...No foul language, no explicit sex scenes, no homos in every plot....
I know...I was a telephone "repairman" that fixed broken 4, 8, & 16 party lines.... A 2 party line was a luxury...a single party line.....well only city folk hadem....
Imagine: real TV shows, real cars, real people.
Thanks for posting that. It brought back a lot of great memories. The music was awesome too!!
They really skipped over the downsides, and missed some of the really good stuff.
Hippies *stank*! Music was good because life in the suburbs was deathly dull, but most teenagers could get instruments and make their own garage band. They all wanted to sound like either The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, or Pink Floyd.
Here is a website that plays a lot of the “also ran” music of the period, with a few period music commercials. It is worth a listen:
http://www.beyondthebeatgeneration.com/
Pollution in the 1960s was awful. Air pollution, water pollution and litter were terrible compared to today.
However, architecture and design style was amazing. The downside to that was they didn’t have the materials we have today, so the quality was often poor. Googie, Space Age, Atomic Age, Mod, Populuxe, Doo-Wop, etc. A combination of futurism and innovation.
It was a lot more pleasing that today’s utilitarian style. We finally have the tools and technology to create the futurism we wanted, but we have lost the novelty and creativity.
Women’s hairstyles were worth spending hours in a beauty salon, and demonstrated both relative wealth and leisure. Fashion was dramatic, with a design sense like the costumes the actresses wore on the original Star Trek. Print dresses were for wearing at home or work.
Democrats were as annoying then as they are today.
Brought a big smile to my face. Can’t remember the last time I thought about American Bandstand. We would hurry home from school every day and have a snack in front of the tv watching our favorite couples and the guest singers.
Scroll down to the play list
http://chu65nang67.us/nam/vietnam.html
I miss all of the 50’s and much of the 60’s.
I miss the Burma-Shave signs, my paper routes and the singing on the berry bus during the summer. I miss the taste of real homemade butter and the smell of butch wax in my hair.
I miss my mom singing around the house and her giggle when I got one over on my dad. I miss the Sunday drives, even with 6 of us kids in the hot old car.
I miss the old wooden single-lane covered bridges, and that kiss on the cheek “the girl with the golden hair” gave me on the schoolhouse steps in the 4th grade.
I miss jumping into the river off of the old railroad trestle, playing war with pine cone fights and snagging frogs from the pond on the way home from school. I miss my grandfathers voice, his wonderful and exciting stories, his all knowing genius and his love for the sea.
I miss so many things, but now that I am 60, I am trying to do some of them all over again, if only in my mind.
Because of all the things I am privileged to miss, my children and now grandchildren will be able to miss enough of what they saw within me, to dream of a better time for themselves.
I have heard a lot of talk about how wonderful Heaven will be, but, with my most humble apology to the Creator, I ......... will miss life.
**** I have seen your site before and is my favorite... I truly love it. Thank you for posting it.