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We Survived
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930s '40s, '50s, '60s and '70s !! First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright- colored, lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention the risks we took hitchhiking. As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and NO ONE actually died from this. We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were okay. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes! After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem. We did not have Playstations, Nintendos, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video-tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS, and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls, and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them! Little League had tryouts, and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! This generation has produced some of the best risk takers, problem solvers, and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our "own" good And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were. Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?! |
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A brief story of my life thanks.
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Darn, I can't speak for the 30's, but I can recall enough of the 40's to make me
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yup...
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We lived in the best time there ever was or will be again.
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We lived in the best time there ever was or will be again. That's the truth. Our kids will never know the prosperity we did. |
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We lived in the best time there ever was or will be again. That's the truth. Our kids will never know the prosperity we did. Not only that, but they'll never know the wonder of finding out the whys and wherefores of everything like we had to...they'll never know how it feels to sleep with the doors unlocked and the windows open to let in the cool night breeze. The freedom we had to run and play and discover. |
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We lived in the best time there ever was or will be again. That's the truth. Our kids will never know the prosperity we did. Not only that, but they'll never know the wonder of finding out the whys and wherefores of everything like we had to...they'll never know how it feels to sleep with the doors unlocked and the windows open to let in the cool night breeze. The freedom we had to run and play and discover. AMEN |
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Hey Don
How are ya? |
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I tell my kids they can NOT listen to my music and then say I am old..lol...
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you know whats funny..in my country, life is still pretty much like that for the kids here....
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Yep ... sounds like my life for sure. Where did the good ol' days go? I miss the camping trips,skating,bowling and the girl scouts and most of all I miss all the family time I had with my parents when I was much younger. Now my father passed away and I take care of my mother. Not complaining, she took care of me and my sister and help raise my two beautiful girls as well.
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