Oh how I remember! Sunday drives just to enjoy. Fishing in some farmers creek then going home to clean the catch and fry it up.The family and friends enjoying time together in the eat in kitchen. Watching a little square tv in a big cabinet stting on the floor. And before that evenings with all of us sitting on the floor listening to radio programs like The Shadow. As a kid hanging May baskets on neighbors door handles on May Day. Entertaining yourself riding a bike or hitting tennis balls. I too like a lot of the newer technologies. But I do miss life in the SLOWER LANE.
margaret
Ditter thanks for helping me to remember so many good times in my life.

Another good one. Brought great memories and some not so great. Thank you, Ditter.

Oh thank you for a sweet memory moment... I know things must change, but I'm not so certain it is always for the better... You know... we should all take a few moments every day and write down these memories... just a thought...

I love your stories & jokes. Please keep them coming. And yes I'm old enough to remember all those things. Life was a lot less hetic then. Thanks, Alice

That was us growing up and even when I was a young mother. We did not pay for babysitters because if you were going somewhere the kids could not go you did not need to go either. lol

Walking down memory lane was nice, and felt more family orientated than the way things are today Those were the days !!

memories Barb

Thanks Ditter, I really miss those days !!!!

I remember the yellow Helm's Bakery truck that delivered fresh baked goods to your house. I grew up in the 60s and remember walking to our Aunt's house in the summer barefoot and staying out until the street lights came on. All 5 of us would go, there were 5 cousins. I miss those days. Thanks, Ditter!

During the hot summer days (in Illinois), we would pop the little tar bubbles in the street with our toes. (well it beats what i heard that my aunt and her cousin put their toes in, walking thru the pastures!trying to find the warmest one!)At night when the street lights came on we would tie a rock in a white rag and throw it way up. Then watch the bats swoop down. Or catch lightning bugs. Lots of memories..good ones for me.