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    Hey, Wasn't This US ?? Archived Message

    Posted by Sleuth on March 1, 2016, 1:28 pm

    A little house with three bedrooms,

    one bathroom 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 mealtime

    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

    there was Lipton's onion dip.


    Store-bought snacks were rare because

    my mother liked to cook

    and nothing can compare to snacks

    in Betty Crocker's book.




    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.

    Then there were the movies

    with your favorite movie star,

    and nothing can compare

    to watching movies in 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.


    Get a baseball game together

    with all the friends you know,

    have real action playing ball --

    and no game video.




    Remember when the doctor

    used to be the family friend,

    and 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 going to the store

    and shopping casually,

    and when you went to pay for it

    you used your own money?




    Nothing that you had to swipe

    or punch in some amount,

    and remember when the cashier person

    had to really count?




    The milkman 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 not loads of mail addressed

    to "present occupant."




    There was a time when just one glance

    was all that it would take,

    and you would know the kind of car,

    the model and the make.




    They didn't look like turtles

    trying to squeeze out every mile;

    they were streamlined, white walls, fins

    and really had some 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,

    trying for a better way.

    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 why would boys put baseball cards

    between bicycle spokes

    and for a nickel, 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 do miss those days.

    So time moves on and so do we

    and nothing stays the same,

    but I sure love to reminisce

    and walk down memory lane.

    With all today's technology

    we grant that it's a plus!

    But it's fun to look way back and say,

    Hey look,guys, THAT WAS US AND I WANT THEM DAYS BACK!!!!!!

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