[ August 23, 2014, 08:36 PM: Message edited by: Ricardo Davila ]
Posted by Brian Scargill (Member # 2258) on :
Hi Ricardo,
WOW, that includes me !!!! - where did the time go ????
Thanks for sharing,
Brian.
Posted by Shirley Carron (Member # 2446) on :
Old cars and old signs...2 of my favorite things! Thanks for sharing Ricardo.
Posted by Dale Feicke (Member # 767) on :
Thanks Ricardo, for making me wish I had a time machine, and could go back and do it over again, and again.
That was, for me, a good time, a simple time, and a happier time. Our lives weren't cluttered with too much "stuff" that we seem to be bombarded with from every direction today.
Many good things have happened over the years; but I'll never forget "the good old days"....and for me, that's what they were.
[ August 25, 2014, 12:42 PM: Message edited by: Dale Feicke ]
Posted by bill riedel (Member # 607) on :
Well done, thanks.
Posted by Dale Feicke (Member # 767) on :
Here ya go, Ricardo:
A Poem That Was 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 two, But always there was one of them With something worth the view
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 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 why would boys put baseball cards Between bicycle spokes And for a nickel, red machines Had little bottled Cokes?
This life seemed so much easier 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.
With all today's technology We grant that it's a plus! But it's fun to look way back and say, HEY LOOK, GUYS, THAT WAS US!
Posted by Ricardo Davila (Member # 3854) on :
Dale,
Thank you so much !.....That was beautiful!....You just ran my whole life in front of me...Wow !....You sure know how to make an old man, like me, enjoy all those beautiful memories, again.
RD
[ August 25, 2014, 07:44 PM: Message edited by: Ricardo Davila ]
Posted by Bill Davidson (Member # 531) on :
My-o-my. My life has flashed before me. I remember them clamp on skates. I think my granparents gave me one of them pocket radios, which I promptly took apart. Had a Hoppy radio, steel case and wire antenna. 15cent dinners was the thing in 1950 something. I used to go down to the corner tobacco shop with my granpop, wood floors that creeked and magazines could hardly be read because the light was so dim. Thanks for bringing back the good old memories.
Posted by Deb Fowler (Member # 1039) on :
Dale, that was awesome and hope you don't mind if I shared this.
Posted by Tom Rose (Member # 606) on :
Wonderful....We've come a hell of a long way, or have we?
But ALLpeople have a better shot at a good life !
Thanks for a great memory trip....
Posted by Dave Sherby (Member # 698) on :
I passed over this topic because Ricardo said it was for the really old - old timers. Son of a gun if I didn't remember everything but the chemistry set and the New York tokens (never been there) So thanks Ricardo, lots of memories, but I don't feel like a really old timer.
Posted by Ricardo Davila (Member # 3854) on :
Sorry !
[ September 11, 2014, 08:35 PM: Message edited by: Ricardo Davila ]
Posted by Ricardo Davila (Member # 3854) on :
Dave,
A soon to be 65 year old person, is an old timer in my book.......So, join the club !
RD
P.S. ---- By the way, Dave, you can remove your High School picture, from your profile, now......It's about time you show us how old you will be next October 27.
[ September 11, 2014, 08:29 PM: Message edited by: Ricardo Davila ]
Posted by Ricardo Davila (Member # 3854) on :
OOOPS!...SORRY.
Posted by Bob Sauls (Member # 11321) on :
That was really nice Ricardo. The early 60's were a golden age to be a kid in. This reminds me of my older brothers.
Posted by Ricardo Davila (Member # 3854) on :
Dave,
A soon to be 65 year old person, like you, is an old timer in my book.......So, join the club !
RD
P.S. ---- By the way, Dave, you can remove your High School picture, from your profile, now......It's about time you show us how old you will be next October 27.
Posted by Donald Miner (Member # 6472) on :
Many memories ago, I lived in a very small town, you knew everyone by their name, where they worked, lived and played. I go back there once a year to visit my mom's grave, the town I see now, I hardly know, so much has gone and will never return. It seems a shame. I know that time marches on, but for just a little while, it would be nice to see what used to be. Some call it progress, but what is progress, really? Thanks for letting me use the soapbox. Peace, Don
Posted by Dave Sherby (Member # 698) on :
Ha ha Ricardo, you'll have to eat your words. My profile picture was taken May 1st of last year.
Posted by Ricardo Davila (Member # 3854) on :
Dave, Wow !........You found a really great plastic surgeon....Good on you......Was it expensive?
How about my most recent looks?
RD
Posted by Ricardo Davila (Member # 3854) on :
Guys,
I know that this image is going to bring some great memories to many of you....Maybe some tears.....Just remember and enjoy the memories........Especially, those which remind you of the many times you fell, while learning how to use these malefic toys.........By the way, these are the so very popular "Union 5"
[ September 12, 2014, 12:48 PM: Message edited by: Ricardo Davila ]
Posted by Shirley Carron (Member # 2446) on :
Just about smashed my face in, trying to skate on a pair of those Ricardo! Maybe that's why they don't make them anymore....
Posted by David Harding (Member # 108) on :
Yes, I almost smashed my face in on a pair of those, too!
That pair of skates reminds me of the time we drove through Ciudad Cuauhtemoc, Chihuahua, Mexico on the day after Christmas almost twenty years ago. In the town square were two young girls sharing a brand new pair of roller blades. One was happily skating on her right foot and her companion was equally enjoying cruising along on her left one. It was a sweet scene to behold.
