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#41
Oh the good old days. I have made sure my kids (now 33 and 34) experienced many of these things, heard about, and know about these days. They actually have a better respect for the way we live nowadays. They don't take alot of things for granted. I miss those simpler times.
#42
Originally Posted by betlinsmom
My gosh,Chasing Hawk! did you live in my neighborhood in the late 1950s??
My memories aren't that old yet, but my values go back to those times. My parents raised us right.
#43
Originally Posted by janRN
Did you ever just "go for a ride"? On Sunday afternoons, my parents would say: let's go for a ride. No destination-just rode out into the country. Stopped to look a cows or horses or sheep. Now gas is expensive, the kids are playing video games, and if you slow your car down to look at something you could get blown off the road by the guy tailgating you (or in my area, they'd just shoot you).
My father never locked the front door at night. Some mornings we would find a friend sleeping there. Dad would feed them, talk to them then take them home.
#44
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Join Date: Mar 2010
Location: Pittsburgh, PA
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Remembering makes me realize the innocence we had, how happy we were, the values we learned and how sad that our grandchildren (and some of our children, soo) will never experience those wonderful times.
I am a very emotional person and now I am really, really crying for all those things we have lost and will never get back. Sometimes I think that progress and technology are lousy things.
I am a very emotional person and now I am really, really crying for all those things we have lost and will never get back. Sometimes I think that progress and technology are lousy things.
#45
We went on those drives. My dad would go in and out of a shallow ditch sometimes to tease. Or we would drive along the creek and he would tell us he was going to roll up the windows and drive on the creek! We went through waist high mud because he thought it was fun. We went out to eat at restaurants on Sundays alot after church or down to Missouri where my dad's aunt and uncle lived and his cousins and spent the day in the Missouri backwoods! Lots of fun! Simple fun. We made our own type of fun. My kids did too. I remember sharpening a stick on concrete for a makesift knife if I needed one. We made our own games. My son when he was grade school age used a stick for a sword and the trees were his dragons. Imagination is a great thing!
#46
Gosh! I live on the other side of the world, but I remember a childhood just like that. Isn't it a shame that not only do the children of today want to grow up far too fast but their parents want them to also :cry:
#47
I grew up playing on my grandparents farms with cows hogs and chickens dogs cats and playing in the fields and the timber. My kids got to do that on their grandparents farm but now that is all gone and I wish my grands could experience the freedom and fun of the farm life. I tried to find a local farm that had livestock and I couldn't find any. The remaining farms don't raise livestock anymore. That has gone to the big conglomerates now. So sad to lose that kind of lifestyle.
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