Remember When.....................

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Remember the glowing coverage and promises made by the Obama loving liberal media about the Obamacare exchanges? The coverage reminded me of all the stories regarding Air America. Well sit back and enjoy the liberal media telling us how simple it would be for the uninsured to become insured
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Looks like Sgt Schultz needs to make up his mind or keep his talking points current





Careful with all that finger-pointing, left wingers, you're putting at risk the eyesight of millions of Americans just as our health care took a decided turn for the worse.

MSNBC token working stiff Ed Schultz has settled on a culprit to blame for the dual train wrecks this month stemming from the rollout of the Obamacare website and health exchanges. The problem, don't you know, is a heretofore fawning media establishment shaking loose its somnambulance and taking note of the wreckage.

This was more than Schultz could bear and he vented about it on his radio show yesterday --

Look, the rates are going to go up, OK, for some, but they're not going to go up anywhere near what they did during the Bush years. That's well documented. Some rates are going to be going down in states. But it just seems that there is a media fascination in this country with failure. Network people, they report as if they can't wait for it to screw up! ...

Right now the media's taking every opportunity they can to trash the law. I don't know what the media fascination is with failure on this. It's amazing to me.

Read more: http://newsbusters.org/blogs/jack-coleman/2013/10/25/ed-schultz-obamacare-debacle-its-medias-fault#ixzz2iozM8y1A

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Remember When . . ??
Aahh, the memories! Let's go back . . . Close our eyes . . .
And go back . . .

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Before the Internet or the PC or MAC.
Before the drug war and crack.
Before chronic and ritalin and dysfunctional.
Before SEGA or Super Nintendo.
Before.....
Way back . . .
I'm talkin' bout hide and go seek at dusk.
Sittin' on the porch, HOT fresh from the oven bread or bisquits and butter. A time when mom or grandma would make bread and biscuits from scratch, not just scratch them out of a box of store-bought mix. (And we could snitch pieces of dough, or help push down and knead the bread, or cut the bisquits with a mason jar ring and plop them on the cooking sheet. Didn't it smell good??)
A time when the biggest thrill of the year was when Barnum and Bailey's wagons were unloaded from the train, and the Fireman's Volunteer Band came marching down the street ahead of them, on the way to the vacant lots where we watched the elephants put up the tents.
Remember . . .
Red light, Green light. Chocolate milk, Lunch tickets. Penny candy in a brown paper bag. Hopscotch, butterscotch, doubledutch, jacks, kickball, dodgeball, y'all!??
Mother May I?
Hula Hoops and Sunflower Seeds, Jolly Ranchers, blowpops, Mary Janes, Grape and Watermelon Now-Laters? (What about "Alexander the Grape," "Lemonheads"?)
When the ice cream man came jingling down the street, kids coming running from blocks around, and eatin' a 'super dooper sandwich' for a nickel.
Running through the sprinkler . . . The smell of the sun and lickin' salty lips . . .?
Watchin' Saturday Morning cartoons at the Rialto, all day for 10¢. And if your allowance was a quarter, you had enough left over for 2 bags of popcorn and a soda!!

The National Anthem was played and we all stood, hands on our heart, as the curtains opened before the NewsReel and the first movie, Our Gang, the Bowery Boys, The Three Stooges.
Intermission -- for all the kids to go running for whatever they needed to do most... The best part was the cartoons, Mickey Mouse, Road Runner, Porky Pig, ------ and Bugs.
Then THE REAL DEAL -- Tarzan, Jungle Jim, Tom Mix, Gene Autry, Wild Bill Hickok, Errol Flynn, The Lone Ranger, Sky King, The Invisible Man, Lon Chaney, Bela Lugosi and Boris Karloff -- OOOHHH BOY!!!

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Do You Remember That???
And a pocket full of dried peas and a peashooter??
Catchin' lightening bugs in a jar, playin sling shot and crack the whip?
When around the corner seemed far away,
And going downtown seemed like really going somewhere?
Climbing trees and getting sticky fingers, and a million mosquito bites?
Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians. Runnin till you were out of breath, then sittin on the curb and watching the stars? (You could see them then, 'cause the nearest street light was two blocks away at the trolley stop.)
Sitting in an old apple tree and eating as many green apples as you could without worrying about the green apple trots.
Going shoe skating (without real ice skates) with friends on the old slough that froze over in winter.
Bedtime . . . Jumping on the bed, pillow fights, being tickled to death, laughing so hard that your stomach hurt?
Being tired from playin'.... Remember that?
Crowding in a circle around the 'after school fight', then running when the teacher came?
What about the girl that had the big bubbly hand writing??
Do you remember each of the many loves you have had through life?
Eating Kool-aid powder with sugar - didn't that taste good?

Just to go back and say,
Yeah, I remember that!
There's nothing like the good old days! They were good then, and they're good now when we think about them. One can't be serious ALL the time, eh?
Remember . . .
When there were two types of sneakers for girls and boys (Keds & PF Flyers), and the only time you wore them at school, was for "gym?"
When it took five minutes for the TV to warm up? (How about before TV, when almost all families had a radio, usually in the living room? . . . Or tickling the crystal to find the hot spot?)
When nearly everyone's mom was at home when the kids got there?
When nobody owned a purebred dog?
When a quarter was a decent allowance, and another quarter a huge bonus? When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny?
When girls neither dated nor kissed until late high school, if then?
When your Mom wore nylons that came in two pieces?
When all of your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done up, everyday?
When you got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped, without asking, for free, every time? And, you didn't pay for air? And, you got trading stamps to boot!
When nobody was prettier than Mom (http://www.barefootsworld.net/images/mom1931.jpg). And scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.
When laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels hidden inside the box? When flour came in 50lb. and 100lb. printed cotton sacks for Mom to make pretty new dresses and blouses for your sisters? (And your boxer shorts?) {{frown}}
(August 2008 - Mom still has some of those flour sacks saved after all these years, more than half a century later, and she just told me she would make me some new shorts .... ARGGGGGHHHH!!! .... Mom (http://www.barefootsworld.net/images/mom1997.jpg) is 95 now!!! (2008) And still beautiful and going dancing (http://www.barefootsworld.net/images/momandi.jpg) three times a week!!! )
When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him, or use him to carry groceries, and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it.
When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.
When they threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed . . . and did!
When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home? Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of drive by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat!!
When we were taught the Declaration of Independence (http://www.barefootsworld.net/doi1776.html) and the Constitution for United States (http://www.barefootsworld.net/constit1.html) in school and knew what they meant, and we said the Pledge of Allegiance (http://www.theshop.net/slworley/pledgeofallegiance.html) every day in the first class of the morning.
When a hobo came to your door, you'd open the door and help them, never fearing for your life....you were just helping another who was experiencing rough times.
I want to go back to the time when . . .
Decisions were made by going eeny-meeny-miney-mo and mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "Do it over!"
"Race issues" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in Monopoly.
Catching lightning bugs could happily occupy an entire evening.
It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.
Being old referred to anyone over 20.
The net on a tennis court or the neighbor's fence was the perfect height to play volleyball and rules didn't matter.
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.
It was magic when Dad would "remove" his thumb.
Remember the before your eyes and how it made them blink when Dad would thump you on the noggin, just before you went under his thumb? (Lordy, I was under it often enough!)

It was unbelievable that dodgeball wasn't an Olympic event.
Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot.
It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people" rides at the amusement park.
Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.
Grampa said "Pull my finger."
Grandma would hide cookies for you.
Abilities you didn't know you had were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare".
Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30-minute ads for action figures.
Do you remember when . . . "Oly-oly-oxen-free" made perfect sense?
Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles?
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team?
War was a card game?
Water balloons were the ultimate weapon?
Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle?
Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin?
Home-made fresh peach or strawberry ice cream from real thick cream skimmed off the top of the bottles was considered a basic food group? (You mean it isn't???!!!?)
Your older siblings were your worst tormentors, but also your fiercest protectors?
Feeling the unrelenting love and warmth that comes from hugging a fuzzy puppy while it happily licks your face away...and all you can do is just giggle.
Being really thankful for all the good things in life that you've experienced, and having the knowledge to know that bad things were secondary and temporary, and they only came along to make you appreciate the good things more.





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If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED!! And We, the Older Generation, have Survived!!!
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Consider the changes we have witnessed ---
We were born before television, before penicillin, before polio shots, frozen foods, Xerox, plastic, contact lenses, Frisbees and the Pill.
We were before radar, credit cards, split atoms, lazer beams and ball point pens, before pantyhose, dishwashers, clothes dryers, electric blankets, air conditioners, drip-dry clothes and long before man walked on the moon.
In our time, closets were for clothes, not for "coming out of." Bunnies were small rabbits, or dust balls under the bed, not Volkswagons, or Playboy girls. Designer Jeans were scheming girls named Jean or Jeanne, and having a meaningful relationship meant getting along well with our cousins.
Fast food was what you ate during Lent, and Outer Space was the balcony of the Rialto Theater.
We were before house-husbands, gay rights, computer dating, dual careers, and commuter marriages, day-care centers, group therapy and nursing homes. We never heard of FM radio, tape decks, electric typewriters, artificial hearts, word processors, yogurt, and guys wearing earrings.
For us, time-sharing meant togetherness -- not computers or condominiums, a "chip" meant a piece of wood, hardware meant hardware, and software wasn't even a word.
In our time, "Made in Japan" meant junk, and the term "making out" referred to how you did on your exams. Pizzas, MacDonalds and instant coffee were unheard of.
We hit the scene when there were 5¢ and 10¢ stores, where you bought things for 5¢ and 10¢. BiRite and Tripenys sold ice cream cones for a nickel or a dime, for a single or a double. For one nickel you could ride a bus, make a phone call, buy a Pepsi or a Coke, or enough stamps to mail one letter and two postcards. You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600 (but who could afford one?)..and gas was 11¢ a gallon for regular and Ethyl was 13¢ a gallon.
We could recognize the "make and year" of a car from a distance, be it a Ford, Lincoln, Mercury, Cadillac, LaSalle, Chevy, Pontiac, Buick, Chrysler, DeSoto, Plymouth, Dodge, Packard, Graham-Paige, Hupmobile, Cord, Auburn, Hudson, Nash, Studebaker, Willys, a host of others now gone, and of course, the Crosley. We could sit on the running boards, fenders or the bumpers. The bumpers could really withstand a bump, and an "air bag" referred to "somebody's mother-in-law," or a congressman or senator.
All the boys wanted a roadster, and if you didn't have a Duece or A-bone, you weren't "in". And the best place to be with your gal was in the rumble seat when you double dated.
You could get a FULL breakfast of coffee, juice, 2 eggs, hash browns, a slab of ham or sausage or four pieces of bacon, toast and jelly for 39¢ !!!
In our day, cigarette smoking was fashionable, GRASS was mowed, Coke was a cold drink and POT was something you cooked in. ROCK MUSIC was Grandma's lullaby and AIDS were helpers in the Principal's office.
We certainly were not before the difference between the sexes was discovered, but we surely were before the sex change, we made do with what we had. And we were probably the last generation that thought you needed a husband to have a baby... We got married first, then lived together! How quaint can you be??
It is no wonder the younger generations are so confused and there is such a generation gap today!!

But WE HAVE SURVIVED !!!!
What Better Reason To Celebrate???




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</center> Dear God,
<dd>So far today, God, I've done alright. I haven't gossiped, haven't lost my temper, haven't been greedy, grumpy, nasty, selfish, or over-indulgent. I am very thankful for that.
</dd><dd>But in a few minutes, God, I am going to get out of bed, And from then on, I'm probably going to need a lot more help.
</dd><dd>Amen.....
</dd>


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Meanwhile, Back At The Ranch (http://www.barefootsworld.net/pictures.html) For Auld Lang Syne, My Friends (http://www.barefootsworld.net/sounds/auldlang.mid)

Love and Peace,
Barefoot

20021012
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From: "BAREFOOTSWORLD.NET"

[red states rule]

Alas, some in the liberal media continue to show their unwavering support for Obama and his "crowning achievement"






David Callaway, Editor-in-Chief of USA Today, is so upset by Republicans using the HealthCare.gov roll-out mess to discredit ObamaCare, that he penned an op-ed for Friday’s edition of the national newspaper to dismiss the problems as a blip with no relevance to the overall program.

Headlined “Obama’s Y2K moment (http://www.usatoday.com/story/opinion/2013/10/24/callaway-obama-obamacare-website-column/3179959/),” Callaway unpersuasively equated the current situation of the ongoing dysfunctional HeathCare.gov with the concerns before January 1, 2000 about how that date change could cause computer havoc. But it did not, so he equated an actual technology mess with one that never occurred, contending the current situation is just like Y2K – a big nothing.
The sub-head for the October 25 piece: “In the end, HealthCare.gov fiasco will be a footnote.”

Callaway, in the op-ed, argued: “The health exchange digital breakdown is Obama’s Y2K moment, a frightening series of confusing mishaps that threatens social and political breakdown. But it ultimately will be a footnote in the broader national debate over our dysfunctional healthcare system.”

Earlier in the article, Callaway excused the administration’s failure:

Anyone who ever worked on a website launch or redesign can sympathize with the plight of the Obama health care team in the last few weeks. Delays, technical snafus and the inevitable “de-scoping” of vital service functions ahead of launch to make deadline are the standards, not the exception. Yet few have had to perform against the pressure of unveiling a working product in the spotlight of the biggest social and political issue of our times, other than maybe Social Security.
“The history of great technical snafus serves as a guide” to how companies overcome snafus, Callaway proposed in listing the United-Continental merger, how “the launch of Grand Theft Auto, Apple Maps, and Microsoft Vista all spurred great gnashing of digital teeth at the time, but did not ultimately hurt the reputations of their creators.”

After citing a few more, Callaway arrived at his grand equivalence: “The granddaddy of them all, of course, was the tech disaster that never was, Y2K. The turn of the millennium computer and software scare held the entire world at breathless attention as 1999 came to a close and helped spawn the modern tech consulting and contracting business....By 12:15 a.m., the band was playing again, and we wondered how we ever got so caught up in the madness in the first place.”


Read more: http://newsbusters.org/blogs/brent-baker/2013/10/27/usa-today-editor-chief-assures-end-healthcaregov-fiasco-will-be-footnot#ixzz2iv6pH1QG

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

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Remember When . . ??
Aahh, the memories! Let's go back . . . Close our eyes . . .
And go back . . .

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<tbody>
Before the Internet or the PC or MAC.
Before the drug war and crack.
Before chronic and ritalin and dysfunctional.
Before SEGA or Super Nintendo.
Before.....
Way back . . .
I'm talkin' bout hide and go seek at dusk.
Sittin' on the porch, HOT fresh from the oven bread or bisquits and butter. A time when mom or grandma would make bread and biscuits from scratch, not just scratch them out of a box of store-bought mix. (And we could snitch pieces of dough, or help push down and knead the bread, or cut the bisquits with a mason jar ring and plop them on the cooking sheet. Didn't it smell good??)
A time when the biggest thrill of the year was when Barnum and Bailey's wagons were unloaded from the train, and the Fireman's Volunteer Band came marching down the street ahead of them, on the way to the vacant lots where we watched the elephants put up the tents.
Remember . . .
Red light, Green light. Chocolate milk, Lunch tickets. Penny candy in a brown paper bag. Hopscotch, butterscotch, doubledutch, jacks, kickball, dodgeball, y'all!??
Mother May I?
Hula Hoops and Sunflower Seeds, Jolly Ranchers, blowpops, Mary Janes, Grape and Watermelon Now-Laters? (What about "Alexander the Grape," "Lemonheads"?)
When the ice cream man came jingling down the street, kids coming running from blocks around, and eatin' a 'super dooper sandwich' for a nickel.
Running through the sprinkler . . . The smell of the sun and lickin' salty lips . . .?
Watchin' Saturday Morning cartoons at the Rialto, all day for 10¢. And if your allowance was a quarter, you had enough left over for 2 bags of popcorn and a soda!!

The National Anthem was played and we all stood, hands on our heart, as the curtains opened before the NewsReel and the first movie, Our Gang, the Bowery Boys, The Three Stooges.
Intermission -- for all the kids to go running for whatever they needed to do most... The best part was the cartoons, Mickey Mouse, Road Runner, Porky Pig, ------ and Bugs.
Then THE REAL DEAL -- Tarzan, Jungle Jim, Tom Mix, Gene Autry, Wild Bill Hickok, Errol Flynn, The Lone Ranger, Sky King, The Invisible Man, Lon Chaney, Bela Lugosi and Boris Karloff -- OOOHHH BOY!!!

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Do You Remember That???
And a pocket full of dried peas and a peashooter??
Catchin' lightening bugs in a jar, playin sling shot and crack the whip?
When around the corner seemed far away,
And going downtown seemed like really going somewhere?
Climbing trees and getting sticky fingers, and a million mosquito bites?
Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians. Runnin till you were out of breath, then sittin on the curb and watching the stars? (You could see them then, 'cause the nearest street light was two blocks away at the trolley stop.)
Sitting in an old apple tree and eating as many green apples as you could without worrying about the green apple trots.
Going shoe skating (without real ice skates) with friends on the old slough that froze over in winter.
Bedtime . . . Jumping on the bed, pillow fights, being tickled to death, laughing so hard that your stomach hurt?
Being tired from playin'.... Remember that?
Crowding in a circle around the 'after school fight', then running when the teacher came?
What about the girl that had the big bubbly hand writing??
Do you remember each of the many loves you have had through life?
Eating Kool-aid powder with sugar - didn't that taste good?

Just to go back and say,
Yeah, I remember that!
There's nothing like the good old days! They were good then, and they're good now when we think about them. One can't be serious ALL the time, eh?
Remember . . .
When there were two types of sneakers for girls and boys (Keds & PF Flyers), and the only time you wore them at school, was for "gym?"
When it took five minutes for the TV to warm up? (How about before TV, when almost all families had a radio, usually in the living room? . . . Or tickling the crystal to find the hot spot?)
When nearly everyone's mom was at home when the kids got there?
When nobody owned a purebred dog?
When a quarter was a decent allowance, and another quarter a huge bonus? When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny?
When girls neither dated nor kissed until late high school, if then?
When your Mom wore nylons that came in two pieces?
When all of your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done up, everyday?
When you got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped, without asking, for free, every time? And, you didn't pay for air? And, you got trading stamps to boot!
When nobody was prettier than Mom (http://www.barefootsworld.net/images/mom1931.jpg). And scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.
When laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels hidden inside the box? When flour came in 50lb. and 100lb. printed cotton sacks for Mom to make pretty new dresses and blouses for your sisters? (And your boxer shorts?) {{frown}}
(August 2008 - Mom still has some of those flour sacks saved after all these years, more than half a century later, and she just told me she would make me some new shorts .... ARGGGGGHHHH!!! .... Mom (http://www.barefootsworld.net/images/mom1997.jpg) is 95 now!!! (2008) And still beautiful and going dancing (http://www.barefootsworld.net/images/momandi.jpg) three times a week!!! )
When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him, or use him to carry groceries, and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it.
When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.
When they threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed . . . and did!
When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home? Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of drive by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat!!
When we were taught the Declaration of Independence (http://www.barefootsworld.net/doi1776.html) and the Constitution for United States (http://www.barefootsworld.net/constit1.html) in school and knew what they meant, and we said the Pledge of Allegiance (http://www.theshop.net/slworley/pledgeofallegiance.html) every day in the first class of the morning.
When a hobo came to your door, you'd open the door and help them, never fearing for your life....you were just helping another who was experiencing rough times.
I want to go back to the time when . . .
Decisions were made by going eeny-meeny-miney-mo and mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "Do it over!"
"Race issues" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in Monopoly.
Catching lightning bugs could happily occupy an entire evening.
It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.
Being old referred to anyone over 20.
The net on a tennis court or the neighbor's fence was the perfect height to play volleyball and rules didn't matter.
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.
It was magic when Dad would "remove" his thumb.
Remember the before your eyes and how it made them blink when Dad would thump you on the noggin, just before you went under his thumb? (Lordy, I was under it often enough!)

It was unbelievable that dodgeball wasn't an Olympic event.
Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot.
It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people" rides at the amusement park.
Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.
Grampa said "Pull my finger."
Grandma would hide cookies for you.
Abilities you didn't know you had were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare".
Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30-minute ads for action figures.
Do you remember when . . . "Oly-oly-oxen-free" made perfect sense?
Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles?
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team?
War was a card game?
Water balloons were the ultimate weapon?
Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle?
Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin?
Home-made fresh peach or strawberry ice cream from real thick cream skimmed off the top of the bottles was considered a basic food group? (You mean it isn't???!!!?)
Your older siblings were your worst tormentors, but also your fiercest protectors?
Feeling the unrelenting love and warmth that comes from hugging a fuzzy puppy while it happily licks your face away...and all you can do is just giggle.
Being really thankful for all the good things in life that you've experienced, and having the knowledge to know that bad things were secondary and temporary, and they only came along to make you appreciate the good things more.





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If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED!! And We, the Older Generation, have Survived!!!
<center>
<tbody>
Consider the changes we have witnessed ---
We were born before television, before penicillin, before polio shots, frozen foods, Xerox, plastic, contact lenses, Frisbees and the Pill.
We were before radar, credit cards, split atoms, lazer beams and ball point pens, before pantyhose, dishwashers, clothes dryers, electric blankets, air conditioners, drip-dry clothes and long before man walked on the moon.
In our time, closets were for clothes, not for "coming out of." Bunnies were small rabbits, or dust balls under the bed, not Volkswagons, or Playboy girls. Designer Jeans were scheming girls named Jean or Jeanne, and having a meaningful relationship meant getting along well with our cousins.
Fast food was what you ate during Lent, and Outer Space was the balcony of the Rialto Theater.
We were before house-husbands, gay rights, computer dating, dual careers, and commuter marriages, day-care centers, group therapy and nursing homes. We never heard of FM radio, tape decks, electric typewriters, artificial hearts, word processors, yogurt, and guys wearing earrings.
For us, time-sharing meant togetherness -- not computers or condominiums, a "chip" meant a piece of wood, hardware meant hardware, and software wasn't even a word.
In our time, "Made in Japan" meant junk, and the term "making out" referred to how you did on your exams. Pizzas, MacDonalds and instant coffee were unheard of.
We hit the scene when there were 5¢ and 10¢ stores, where you bought things for 5¢ and 10¢. BiRite and Tripenys sold ice cream cones for a nickel or a dime, for a single or a double. For one nickel you could ride a bus, make a phone call, buy a Pepsi or a Coke, or enough stamps to mail one letter and two postcards. You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600 (but who could afford one?)..and gas was 11¢ a gallon for regular and Ethyl was 13¢ a gallon.
We could recognize the "make and year" of a car from a distance, be it a Ford, Lincoln, Mercury, Cadillac, LaSalle, Chevy, Pontiac, Buick, Chrysler, DeSoto, Plymouth, Dodge, Packard, Graham-Paige, Hupmobile, Cord, Auburn, Hudson, Nash, Studebaker, Willys, a host of others now gone, and of course, the Crosley. We could sit on the running boards, fenders or the bumpers. The bumpers could really withstand a bump, and an "air bag" referred to "somebody's mother-in-law," or a congressman or senator.
All the boys wanted a roadster, and if you didn't have a Duece or A-bone, you weren't "in". And the best place to be with your gal was in the rumble seat when you double dated.
You could get a FULL breakfast of coffee, juice, 2 eggs, hash browns, a slab of ham or sausage or four pieces of bacon, toast and jelly for 39¢ !!!
In our day, cigarette smoking was fashionable, GRASS was mowed, Coke was a cold drink and POT was something you cooked in. ROCK MUSIC was Grandma's lullaby and AIDS were helpers in the Principal's office.
We certainly were not before the difference between the sexes was discovered, but we surely were before the sex change, we made do with what we had. And we were probably the last generation that thought you needed a husband to have a baby... We got married first, then lived together! How quaint can you be??
It is no wonder the younger generations are so confused and there is such a generation gap today!!

But WE HAVE SURVIVED !!!!
What Better Reason To Celebrate???




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<center>
</center> Dear God,
<dd>So far today, God, I've done alright. I haven't gossiped, haven't lost my temper, haven't been greedy, grumpy, nasty, selfish, or over-indulgent. I am very thankful for that.
</dd><dd>But in a few minutes, God, I am going to get out of bed, And from then on, I'm probably going to need a lot more help.
</dd><dd>Amen.....
</dd>


</tbody>

Meanwhile, Back At The Ranch (http://www.barefootsworld.net/pictures.html) For Auld Lang Syne, My Friends (http://www.barefootsworld.net/sounds/auldlang.mid)

Love and Peace,
Barefoot

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From: "BAREFOOTSWORLD.NET" I am old enough to remember a lot of that but not all. I was born in 1954 and things were still fairly good during my formative years IMHO. THE 60'S BROUGHT ABOUT MUCH CHANGE AND GAVE THE DESTROYERS THEIR FOOTHOLD. Took them about 20 years to get it going good so in the 1980's was when the fruits of their labor came in and flourished. Since then it has been heading like a runaway train straight into a blown up bridge crossing. However that post sure brought a damn lot of good memories back to me. Some I havent thought of in years!! Thanks for that.. -Tyr

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I was born in 47. I remember everything that post talks about.

I do remember that while a foot of snow was fun, it didn't close the schools. We walked. It was a mile and a half to my grade school. Rain, snow or sunshine we walked. From Kindergarten through high school.

A truck with a DDT fogger on the back use to drive up and down the streets of the neighborhood. We kids would get on our bikes and ride behind it in the thick fog. It smelled good and never affected anything but the mosquitoes.

Our first TV was a huge 2' by 2' box with a 5" by 5" screen.

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and those from the Greatest Generation better watch out


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I was born in 47. I remember everything that post talks about.

I do remember that while a foot of snow was fun, it didn't close the schools. We walked. It was a mile and a half to my grade school. Rain, snow or sunshine we walked. From Kindergarten through high school.

A truck with a DDT fogger on the back use to drive up and down the streets of the neighborhood. We kids would get on our bikes and ride behind it in the thick fog. It smelled good and never affected anything but the mosquitoes.

Our first TV was a huge 2' by 2' box with a 5" by 5" screen.


Gaffer. Me too! Born on a day...so I was told; when my father had to call a taxi, to take my mother, and him to the hospital. And since it was early February in the outskirts of Philadelphia, Pa. It had been snowing since sunrise...but there was no sunrise to see.
Compare living today with how WE learned to live with all of that MISERY. Who learned more about life back then too?????

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Wow. Thanks. But I gotta get my eyes examined again. Couldn't enlarge it.

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Wow. Thanks. But I gotta get my eyes examined again. Couldn't enlarge it.

Do not feel bad AT

At my age - getting lucky means I found my car in the parking lot right away :laugh2:

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Do not feel bad AT

At my age - getting lucky means I found my car in the parking lot right away :laugh2:



:lol: Yeah...I know! And after my experiences with Cancer. Getting Lucky at all would be a miracle!

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:lol: Yeah...I know! And after my experiences with Cancer. Getting Lucky at all would be a miracle!

I am a cancer survivor as well buddy

In my world, a night out is sitting out on the patio for a few hours

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I am a cancer survivor as well buddy

In my world, a night out is sitting out on the patio for a few hours


Aaaaaaa Men to that. Congrats. Six years for me. Every new day means so much now.

God Bless. And to those who don't believe. Keep your fingers crossed.

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Aaaaaaa Men to that. Congrats. Six years for me. Every new day means so much now.

God Bless. And to those who don't believe. Keep your fingers crossed.

It has been about 8 years since my last treatment from Stage 3 Colon cancer. Congrats to you as well!!!!

BTW, happy hour for me is when I take a nap :laugh2:

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It has been about 8 years since my last treatment from Stage 3 Colon cancer. Congrats to you as well!!!!

BTW, happy hour for me is when I take a nap :laugh2:


I know what you mean. Feels good to get under people's skin too! If only they knew how good it feels to LIVE.

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I know what you mean. Feels good to get under people's skin too! If only they knew how good it feels to LIVE.

There is a classic Rodney Dangerfield joke that applies here AT

" I have a fantasy too have a threesome with 2 girls. After I fall asleep they can talk too each other"