Tell me about the good old days......

We live in a world gone mad!

I want to go back to drinking out of a hose, catching fire flies on a hot summer night, swinging in a hammock looking at the stars at night, watching my parents dance around the house to the sounds of Patty Page, Doris Day, Sam Cooke, Perry Como, Nat King Cole, telephone party lines, running free as long as I came home when the street lights came on, drinking grape or orange pop from a returnable bottle, my mom with her hair in curlers, my father going to the barber shop for a haircut and shave, laundry on the clothes line, clouds that looked like popcorn, women who wore dresses and didn’t own a pair of pants, the smell of home baked bread and pies, cutting roses from the garden to take to my teacher, climbing in a tree and eating green apples until my stomach hurt, riding in the back seat of the car with no seat belt and hanging my head out of the window. The list of things I miss goes on and on.

I feel so sorry for the kids today who will never get to experience the care free life that I grew up in.

Grandpa Tell Me About The Good Old Days

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