A Different Time
I remember a very different time. A time when the world was a little more relaxed and we had time to do the little things that made us happy. It was a time of respect for ourselves and others. It was a time of awakening dreams. It was the infamous 50’s and 60’s.
I remember playing outside, watching the clouds and just daydreaming. We jumped rope to every rhyme imaginable. One I still remember is: Not last night but the night before, Forty-four robbers came knocking at my door. Call for the doctor, call for the nurse, and call for the lady with the alligator purse. In came the doctor, in came the nurse, and in came the lady with the alligator purse. Out went the doctor, out went the nurse, and out went the lady with the alligator purse! Then came the famous hula-hoop with its challenges. I credit it for my small waist (in the day).
I will never forget the readers we all learned to read with. They were color coded, although I do not remember the order. The series included: See Dick run. See Jane play. Dick, Jane, and Sally. And whatever event we attended, there were always children saying the Pledge of Allegiance to the American flag. McDonald’s had 15 cent hamburgers, we sat in the car and ate in the parking lot and nothing was supersized! What we ate was the equivalent of today’s Happy Meal.
Phone booths were everywhere, but you couldn’t play Angry Birds or Scrabble on them! TV’s were small in big consoles, and even worse, you had to get up to change the channels! Drive-in Theaters showed two movies a night, with time enough to go to the snack bar in between.
We dressed for church or special holidays in hat and gloves, and dressed for high school in much more formal attire than is done today. Even in elementary school we mostly wore dresses. Madras fabric became a fad and there was madras everywhere for a time. And I can’t forget about the Baby Doll pajamas we all wore and loved.
Although I remember those days with joy, I will take the technology of today and all the pleasures they provide!
