Happy Friday! Another week has gone by quickly, it seems like all weeks go by quickly. Then those weeks turn into years and the years turn into decades and before you realize it a lot of sand has flowed through that hourglass we call time. Like Aerosmith sang
“Every time when I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It went by, like dusk to dawn”
This week I was thinking about many things that have come and gone during my lifetime. As you look through the list a few may bring a smile to your face and a few may make you cringe. I am sure you could add many more to the list. If none of these mean anything to you, then you are just a young whippersnapper!
Columbia Hose (12 Albums or a penny)
A record on the back of a cereal box
Buying a CD player for its anti-skip technology.
Running out of hours on your AOL account.
“Be kind and rewind.”
Floppy disks (3.5 and/or 5/25)
Getting your film developed
Saturday Morning Cartoons
Glass milk jugs (delivered to your house)
Tang and Space Food Sticks
Sun Tan Lotion
Personal Digital Assistants (PDAs)
Thought for he Week
“The future has a way of arriving unannounced.” ~ George Will
Yep! I remember!
Hi Lenny…Dave here. Funny…I just mentioned to Bette, my wife, that at least you have a choice to make on what to watch on TV. Remember when about all you could see on a Saturday evening was WRESTLING…in black and white…circa 1960 or so.
Entitle this one “Childhood’s Toys Never End.” As a former teacher of English, I was compelled to begin this post with a nod to the incomparable Arthur C. Clarke.
The Fifties and Sixties marked the explosion of marketing directly to children so that they would pressure their parents into buying incalculable numbers of toys and, occasionally, clothing. One of the most brilliant decisions that Hasbro, Mattel, and others made was to begin making toys that, traditionally and in poorer times, children made themselves.
Case in point: Punch holes in a tin can, tie a cord through the holes, loop one end around an ankle, spin the can around in a circle, and hop over it as it spun.
One of the toy manufacturers produced a toy that was a plastic version of the cord and can, and it cost considerably more.
Of course, I had to have it.
Of course, I was still too uncoordinated to hop over the plastic cord as it spun.
It wound up in the back of my closet fairly quickly.