


A little house with two bedrooms and one
car on the street
A mower that you had to push to make the
grass look neat.
In the kitchen on the wall we only had
one phone
And no need for recording things --
someone was always home.
We only had a living
room where we would congregate
Unless it was at meal time in the
kitchen where we ate.
We had no need for family rooms or extra
rooms to dine
When meeting as a family, those two
rooms would work out fine.
We only had one TV set, and channels
-- maybe two
But always there was one of them with
something worth the view.
For snacks we had potato chips that
tasted like a chip
And if you wanted flavor, you made
Lipton's onion dip.
Weekends were for family trips or
staying home to play
We all did things together, even go to
church to pray.
When we did our weekend trips, depending
on the weather
No one stayed at home because we liked
to be together.
Sometimes we would separate to do
things on our own
But we knew where the others were
without our own cell phone.
Get a baseball game together with the
friends you know
Have real action playing ball and no
game video.
Then there were the movies with your
favorite movie star
And nothing can compare to watching
movies from your car.
Then there were the picnics at the peak
of summer season
Pack a lunch and find some trees and
never need a reason.
Remember when the doctor used to be
the family friend
And you didn't need insurance or a
lawyer to defend
The way that he took care of you or what
he had to do
Because he took an oath and strived to
do the best for you.
Remember when the country was united
under god
And prayer in schools and public places
was not deemed as odd.
Remember when the church was used for
worshipping the Lord
And not used for commercial use, or for
some business board.
Remember going to the store and
shopping casually
And when you went to pay for it you
actually used money.
Nothing that you had to swipe or punch
in some amount
Remember when the cashier person had to
really count.
Remember when we breathed in air that
smelled so fresh and clean
And chemicals were not used on the grass
to keep it green.
The milkman and the bread man used to go
from door to door
And it was just a few cents more than
going to the store.
There was a time when mailed letters
came right to your door
Without a lot of junk mail ads sent out
by every store.
The mailman knew each house by name and
knew where it was sent
There were no loads of mail addressed to
"Present Occupant."
Remember when the words "I do" meant
that you really did
And not just temporarily 'til someone
blew their lid.
There was nothing as "no one's fault, we
just made a mistake"
There was a time when married life was
built on give and take.
There was a time when just one glance
was all that it would take
And you would know the kind of car --
the model, year and make.
They didn't look like turtles trying to
squeeze every mile
They were streamlined, white-walled,
finned -- and really had style.
One time the music that you played
whenever you would jive
Was from a vinyl, big-holed record
called a forty-five.
The record player had a post to keep
them all in line
And then the records would drop down and
play one at a time.
Oh, sure, we had our problems then
just like we do today
And always we were striving for a better
way.
And every year that passed us by brought
new and greater things
We now can even program phones with
music or with rings.
Oh, the simple life we lived still
seems like so much fun
How can you explain a game -- just kick
the can and run?
And boys would put baseball cards
between the bicycle spokes
And for a nickel those red machines had
little bottled Cokes.
This life seemed so much easier and
slower in some ways
I love the new technology, but I sure
miss those days.
So time moves on and so do we, and
nothing stays the same
But I sure do love to reminisce and walk
down memory lane.
- Author Unknown -



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