Yes, I look at my grand children an then tell them about the old days and the other world. My daughter was caught in the transition but that may be worse in some ways.
Shalom
Yes, I look at my grand children an then tell them about the old days and the other world. My daughter was caught in the transition but that may be worse in some ways.
Shalom
Oh yes, remember them well! Hide and seek, dodge ball, tither ball, and I canât recall a single friend who was fat! We did too much running, bike riding, and every kind of activity all day long, too much fun to gain weight! Our mothers prepared well balanced foods with very little junk food to be had! I have always loved the 50s! The society back then was well mannered, dressed well when out in public even just for groceries! Even the kids dressed well in public. Ohhhh, I miss those days! LOL
Linda
WGON
Whatâs amazing is that the cassettes are making a big comeback! My daughter is an indie record label director, and everything is vinyl or cassette. She said that CDs are too environmentally unfriendly to reproduce. Who knew?
lol great story. I imagine your immune system is solid as a result!!!
Yep, thatâs the other world I was thinking about when the world was in black and white.
My brother and I grew up in the 70âs and what a different world we live in now.
We were in a small town in Colorado and what freedom we had!
My brother and I would head out in the morning to some new adventure, and wouldnât return home until the sun went down. Iâm sure my mother loved it.
We found a pond with tadpoles, so we brought them home in buckets and watched them grow.
We had complete freedom to do whatever we wanted. We would build âcitiesâ at the park with Max box cars and sand.
I raised my kids the same, but nowâŚmy grandkids are entertained with Hulu, Disney and Netflix.
I want to protest but there is nowhere for these kids to be kids like we were if they are in the city.
My daughter brings our grandson to our small town often so we try to bring out the âgood ole daysâ as much as we can with him.
Iâm afraid the âgood ole daysâ are gone but I will do whatever I can to bring them to my grandson. Itâs the taste of heaven on earth.
My kids are your age and yes, they got to play outside all day. bikes, fishing, running and doing whatever they wanted. There were woods next to our house when they were about 7 or so and my daughter went in the woods exploring. She came to an old broken down house and looked around. She found a broken watch band that was gold and thought it was so pretty and gave it to her dad for his birthday! He treasured that watch band until he died!!! LOL Itâs so sad that now days you have to worry about kids when they get out of your site because of kidnappers, drug pushers, gang members, etc. If you live in a rural area, that stuff isnât around, but cities are too dangerous for kids now. Of course, we always lived in the small towns and still do. Itâs a much better enviroment for them to grow up in.
Linda
WGON
Yes!! Exactly!
I guess we need to accept that things are different now. Remembering the âgood ole daysâ are our fondest memories because of how everything has changed.
Dear Heavenly Father,
Lord, let us remember, and feel, how good life was for us not so long ago.
This world is so different now and we miss the way things use to be.
Give us comfort and guide us on this new roadmap to life.
We love you and need you more than ever.
Come Lord JesusâŚquickly.
Amen.
Yes, everyone was a proud American back then. The community kept an eye out for one another and the kids. Now, we donât know our neighbors!! So sad!
Linda
WGON
Amen and Amen
never had the pleasure. probably a good thing but Iâd still try it if I get a chance lol
Yes! When I was growing up, and raising the kiddos to place the hand on the heart during the Pledge of Allegiance, or the anthem seems like a distant memory. How life has changed!
WowâŚmemories are flooding in. We played tag, red light green light, musical chairs, pin the tail on the donkey, go fish, jump rope and marbles. I had an incredible marble collection that I saved and proudly gave to my little granddaughter but it was discarded like trash. I also saved my little golden books collection that was also unappreciated when given as well. On rainy days we stayed in and played with our things. I was an unusual little girl who preferred my train collection to dolls. Forts were built by moving the furniture around and using blankets for cover. As children we were read to at bedtime then said our prayers before sleep. We had keepsakes passed down from generation to generation but now nothing preowned is valued.
Parents were obeyed and rudeness wasnât tolerated. The police were revered and respected. Our flag was precious and each day in school began with The Pledge of Allegiance.
Those were the days of innocence and FAMILY. Mothering and wiving were an art form to be emulated.
Music was melodic and my days of reading our Encyclopedia Britannica volume by volume for fun is now an incomprehensible thought. There were family picnics to be shared and at dusk we watched fireflies and were in awe of the uncountable stars above.
Now all I want is to be taken at the trumpâs sound and spend eternity in heaven where only good will exist with my Lord.
Kids canât go barefoot anymore because of the risks of stepping on a hypodermic needle from the drug addicts. Even I at 61 years old would love to go running barefoot in the grass again! And I just might do that soon!
good point. as for my nephews though, this is their own backyard, and in a quite sheltered & well-to-do area. no risk of needles there. their father, my brother, told me itâs âhoosierâ to be barefoot. so itâs an image thing for him, and a paranoia thing when it comes to their mom lol. I donât think she was ever allowed to play like we did.
I think thereâs something healthy about going barefoot for kids. Iâm not sure what but it feels proper. Our kids run barefoot all day. Same with pulling an egg out of the chicken coup. Hearing milk hit the bottom of a stainless pail. Pulling a carrot out of the garden and wiping it off with a shirt and eating it. Catching frogs at a pond. Swimming in a pond. All of these things just seem proper for any kid to do. Having a BB gun is part of growing up. Having pets. Running around a barn trying to catch kittens. Great topic.
totally agree! if I hadnât been that way, my feet would not be nearly as tough. I think itâs supposed to be a part of being human. Iâm glad to hear your kids get to have that life, proper indeed!!
Spot on!!!
Not sure I could walk barefoot in the grass any more to many rocks to get there.
Oh how I remember those days, playing outside till dark with all the neighborhood kids, looking forward to getting an ice cream cone, what a special treat (we only could afford the nickel cones and I always wanted that cone that cost a quarter). We were taught to be respectful to all adults and we learned not to âwhineâ to mom that we were boredâŚbecause believe me if you were bored, she had some really âfunâ stuff for us to do (my brotherâs personal favorite was having to wash woodworkâŚNOT)âŚ