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Thread: Walk Down Memory Lane

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    Senior Member Crossstitcher's Avatar
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    Someone sent this to me by e mail and I thought I would share with you.

    HEY, WASN'T THIS US ?

    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 three,
    But always there was one of them
    with something worth to see.
    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 dime 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 boys would 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.

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    Yep, and they say progress is great!

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    Thanks, that was nice! Life did seem sipler then.

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    Nice memories.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Crossstitcher
    Someone sent this to me by e mail and I thought I would share with you.

    HEY, WASN'T THIS US ?

    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 three,
    But always there was one of them
    with something worth to see.
    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 dime 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 boys would 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.
    I love this poem. Sure reminds me of my early days growing up.

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    Yes, those were simpler times but they were also safer times. Back then kids could go out to play and they didn't have to watched like hawks to protect them. We would spend all our free time half a block away at the playground and dad just had to whistle to let us and all the kids in the neighborhood know it was time for dinner. Those were the days!

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