Archive for July, 2012

Days Of Black And White

July 28, 2012

You could hardly see for all the snow,
Spread the rabbit ears as far as they go.

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My Mum used to cut chicken, chop eggs and

spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn’t seem to get food poisoning.

Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a

brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can’t

remember getting e.Coli.

Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming

in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring),

no beach closures then.
We all took PE … and risked permanent injury with

a pair of Dunlop sandshoes instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light

reflectors.I can’t recall any injuries but they must have

happened because they tell us how much safer we are now. 

I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something

before I was allowed to be proud of myself.

I just can’t recall how bored we were without computers,

Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV

cable stations.

Oh yeah … and where was the Benadryl and sterilisation

kit when I got that bee sting?  I could have been killed!

We played “King of the Hill” on piles of gravel left on

vacant construction sites and when we got hurt, Mum pulled out the 48 cent bottle of mercurochrome (kids liked it better

because it didn’t sting like iodine did) and then we got

our butt spanked.

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Now it’s a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10

day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics and then Mum

calls the Attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a

horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.


To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been

told that they were from a dysfunctional family.

How could we possibly have known that? 

We never needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes.

We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills,

that we didn’t even notice that the entire country wasn’t

taking Prozac!

How did we ever survive?

LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA.  AND TO ALL WHO DIDN’T, SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. 
I WOULDN’T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING!

Pass this to someone and remember that life’s most

simple pleasures are very often the best.

 
  

 

 

  
 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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