Friends til the end Community Group
A group for those of us here who get more from our friendships than from the available discussion groups. A place to be accepted and appreciated for who we are. Somewhere to always feel safe and know that especially on the bad days we are here for each other .A place for encouragement and love.
" Life was so much better when we were young.”
I hear that a lot these days.
How things were safer, simpler, even sexier back then ( Perhaps based on the theory that less is more ).
My friend J.C. Spitznagel is a true believer in The Good Old Days.
Just yesterday he saw an article noting that when we were in high school, more than 50 years ago, the top seven discipline problems were “ Talking, Chewing Gum, Making Noise, Running in the Halls, getting out of turn in line, wearing improper Clothes, and not putting paper in wastebaskets.“
“ Know what they are today " ? J.C. demanded.
He was going to tell me whether or not I even cared.
He counted them off.
“ Drug and Alcohol Abuse. Pregnancy. Suicide. Rape. Robbery. Assault. And Guns in the school.”
As J.C. launched his usual rant about how today’s world is going to hell in a hand basket, I began thinking about the huge changes we seniors have seen in our lifetimes.
Take health care.
When I was a kid in Park Ridge, Illinois, old Doc Sergeant would come to the house to care for our extended family — including parents, grandparents, an aunt, cousins, and a “ Roomer ” — all living under the same roof.
The doc charged five bucks a visit, no matter the affliction.
Even post the, “ Quarantine Notice ” on the front door if necessary.
To hear J.C. talk, everything after 1950 has been a menace to society.
Especially television, frozen foods, plastics, and credit cards.
Oh, he’ll concede that dishwashers, electric blankets, air conditioners, and drip-dry clothes — all postwar innovations — probably aren’t exactly inventions of the devil.
Yet, down deep, J.C. would rather have his push mower and stoker-fed coal furnace than any of today’s contrivances.
Talk to J.C. about radar, the pill, split atoms, laser beams, or Man walking on the moon, and he’ll grumble that we’re going where God never intended us.
Certainly, life was different back then.
We got married first, then slept together.
And, mind you, not in the same bed, at least never in the movies of those days.
Back then, having a meaningful relationship was when your uncle took you to the circus.
Service stations had service.
Fast food was what our Catholic friends ate during Lent.
“ Made in Japan ” meant junk, and “ Making Out ” referred to how you did on your algebra exam.
Pizzas, Starbucks, and McDonald’s were unheard of although, while in high school, I was present at the opening of the very first McDonald’s ever, in Des Plaines, Illinois.
But who knew ?
To me, it was just a 10-cent burger joint.
Those days, a nickel would buy you a ride on the streetcar, make a phone call, buy a Pepsi ( “Twelve full ounces, that’s a lot " ! ) or enough stamps to mail one letter and 2 postcards.
Gas was 16 cents a gallon.
Suddenly Trivia: What were necker knobs, and how were they used ?
a) Multi-buttoned shirts to kept the neck warm,
b) Knobs that fit on steering wheels enabling the driver to easily steer with one hand,
c) A shield, not unlike cones used to keep dogs from scratching themselves, put around the necks of young virgins to keep teenage boys at bay.
The good old days meant climbing trees, cowboys ‘n’ Indians, chocolate milk, sucking on ice chips just cut by the iceman, licking Mom’s mixer beaters, and catching lightening bugs in a jar.
Also hard-to-push mowers, polio, and widespread prejudice.
All in all, I’ll take today’s life anytime.
Heck, indoor plumbing and life-saving pharmaceuticals alone make the choice easy.
Lets’ face it, if I’d been my age back in those good old days, I’d be dead right now.
Most likely J.C. as well.
How about you ?
Love Ya, ~Barbara
I hear that a lot these days.
How things were safer, simpler, even sexier back then ( Perhaps based on the theory that less is more ).
My friend J.C. Spitznagel is a true believer in The Good Old Days.
Just yesterday he saw an article noting that when we were in high school, more than 50 years ago, the top seven discipline problems were “ Talking, Chewing Gum, Making Noise, Running in the Halls, getting out of turn in line, wearing improper Clothes, and not putting paper in wastebaskets.“
“ Know what they are today " ? J.C. demanded.
He was going to tell me whether or not I even cared.
He counted them off.
“ Drug and Alcohol Abuse. Pregnancy. Suicide. Rape. Robbery. Assault. And Guns in the school.”
As J.C. launched his usual rant about how today’s world is going to hell in a hand basket, I began thinking about the huge changes we seniors have seen in our lifetimes.
Take health care.
When I was a kid in Park Ridge, Illinois, old Doc Sergeant would come to the house to care for our extended family — including parents, grandparents, an aunt, cousins, and a “ Roomer ” — all living under the same roof.
The doc charged five bucks a visit, no matter the affliction.
Even post the, “ Quarantine Notice ” on the front door if necessary.
To hear J.C. talk, everything after 1950 has been a menace to society.
Especially television, frozen foods, plastics, and credit cards.
Oh, he’ll concede that dishwashers, electric blankets, air conditioners, and drip-dry clothes — all postwar innovations — probably aren’t exactly inventions of the devil.
Yet, down deep, J.C. would rather have his push mower and stoker-fed coal furnace than any of today’s contrivances.
Talk to J.C. about radar, the pill, split atoms, laser beams, or Man walking on the moon, and he’ll grumble that we’re going where God never intended us.
Certainly, life was different back then.
We got married first, then slept together.
And, mind you, not in the same bed, at least never in the movies of those days.
Back then, having a meaningful relationship was when your uncle took you to the circus.
Service stations had service.
Fast food was what our Catholic friends ate during Lent.
“ Made in Japan ” meant junk, and “ Making Out ” referred to how you did on your algebra exam.
Pizzas, Starbucks, and McDonald’s were unheard of although, while in high school, I was present at the opening of the very first McDonald’s ever, in Des Plaines, Illinois.
But who knew ?
To me, it was just a 10-cent burger joint.
Those days, a nickel would buy you a ride on the streetcar, make a phone call, buy a Pepsi ( “Twelve full ounces, that’s a lot " ! ) or enough stamps to mail one letter and 2 postcards.
Gas was 16 cents a gallon.
Suddenly Trivia: What were necker knobs, and how were they used ?
a) Multi-buttoned shirts to kept the neck warm,
b) Knobs that fit on steering wheels enabling the driver to easily steer with one hand,
c) A shield, not unlike cones used to keep dogs from scratching themselves, put around the necks of young virgins to keep teenage boys at bay.
The good old days meant climbing trees, cowboys ‘n’ Indians, chocolate milk, sucking on ice chips just cut by the iceman, licking Mom’s mixer beaters, and catching lightening bugs in a jar.
Also hard-to-push mowers, polio, and widespread prejudice.
All in all, I’ll take today’s life anytime.
Heck, indoor plumbing and life-saving pharmaceuticals alone make the choice easy.
Lets’ face it, if I’d been my age back in those good old days, I’d be dead right now.
Most likely J.C. as well.
How about you ?
Love Ya, ~Barbara
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The tranquility of those days sounds enticing still to me. I can't keep up with our technology today. Indoor plumbing is a must though!
http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/necker%27s_knob