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Start the SCROLL BAR then Start to MUSIC and
GO BACK WITH ME
DOWN MEMORY LANE
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Stop everything for a few minutes......and go back with me.
Go back before the Internet, or the PC or MAC....
Before Play-station, SEGA, Super-Nintendo, even before Atari.
Before Cell Phones, CD's, Voicemail and E Mail.
Before Marijuana and Crack Cocaine.
Go way back...way...way...back.
I'm talking about Hide and Seek at Dusk,
Red Light...Green Light,
Red Rover....Red Rover.
Playing Kickball and Dodge Ball
until the first
no second, no the third street light came on.
Ring around the Rosie, London Bridge,
Hot Potato, Hop Scotch, Jump Rope, You're It.
Parents stood on the front
porch and yelled
or whistled for you to come
home.
No Pagers, no Cell Phones.
Seeing shapes in the clouds.
Endless Summer Days and Hot
summer nights,
(No Air-conditioning) windows open, the sound of crickets.
Running barefoot through the rain and
the puddles.
Saddle Shoes, Penny Loafers
Cereal boxes with great prizes
in the bottom,
Cracker Jacks with the same
thing.
Ice Pops with two sticks you could break and share with a friend.
Banana Ice Pops.
Black Jack, Teaberry and Bazooka Bubble Gum.
But wait....There's more...
Watching black and white TV and the picture looked like a snow storm.
Watching Saturday morning cartoons,
Tom and Jerry, The Road Runner, Bugs Bunny, Mickey Mouse.
Serial
adventures, Captain Midnight, Superman,
Cisco Kid and Poncho,
the Lone Ranger and Tonto,
Roy Rogers, Dale Evans and Gabby Hayes,
Gene Autry and Pat Buttram,
Lash LaRue, Whip Wilson, Hopalong Cassidy,
Red Rider and Little Beaver,
Red Rider BB gun, Red Rider gloves.
Christmas Morning,
Your first day of school,
Catching Lightening bugs in a jar.
Bedtime prayers and good night kisses.
Swinging as high as you could trying to reach the sky.
Climbing trees, Jumping down the steps, Jumping on the bed, Pillow fights.
Running home from the movies,
Laughing so hard your stomach hurt,
Being tired from playing.
WORK meant taking out the garbage, cutting the grass or doing the dishes.
Your first crush,
Your first kiss (I mean the one where you kept your mouth closed and your eyes open).
I'm not finished yet!
Little Wax Bottles with Kool-Aid inside.
Kool-Aid was the drink of the Summer,
So was a swig from the garden hose.
Giving your friends a ride on the handlebars of your bicycle.
Attaching Baseball Cards to the frame of your bike to rub against the spokes.
Class field trips with soggy sandwiches.
When nearly everyone's mom was at home when the kids got there from school.
When a quarter seemed like a fair allowance and another one was a miracle.
When any parent could
discipline any kid, or feed him or use him to carry groceries
and no one not even the kid thought a thing of it.
When your parents took you to the cafeteria and it was a real treat.
When being sent to the
principals office was nothing
compared to the fate that awaited you at home.
Basically we were in fear of
our lives but it wasn't because of drive by shootings
drugs or gangs....we simply did not want our parents to get mad at us.
Didn't that feel good?
Just to go back and say,
"Yea, I remember that!"
Let's keep going. Let's go back to the time when...
Decisions were made by saying, "eeny meeny miney mo."
Mistakes were corrected by
simply saying, "Do over."
Catching fire flies could happily occupy an entire evening.
It wasn't odd to have two or three best friends.
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.
Nobody was prettier than mom.
Scrapes and bruises were kissed by mom and made better.
Abilities were discovered by doing a "double dog dare."
Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.
The worst embarrassment was getting picked last by a team.
Water balloons were the ultimate, ultimate weapon.
If you can remember most of
these then you have lived during a more pleasant simpler time.
Those of you who remember will
have lived in an era that no one else will ever experience.
That era has passed and slowly those of us who experience it are passing also.
If you do not remember, then ask your parents, grandparents or great grand
parents.
Your era is here, be a part of it. Make it worthwhile.
Keep God in your lives.
NOW, go back and listen to the music
again,
close your
eyes, and go back to that special time.
