FATHERS DAY JUNE 18 TH
LIKE FOR YOU TO CHECK OUT MY DIE CAST CARS, FROM THE PAST,,
ANY ONE WOULD BE A GREAT GIFT FOR THE MAN WHO REMEBERS THE 'GREAT OLD CARS FROM THE PAST'
EMAIL ME , AND I WILL MAKE ARRANGMENTS TO SELL AND SHIP TO YOU FOR FATHERS DAY ONE OF THESE BEAUTIES.
EVERY GUY THINKS ABOUT HIS FIRST CAR, MAYBE I HAVE ONE HERE JUST LIKE IT,,, CHECK IT OUT!!! GRANDPA!!
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
ANOTHER STORY ABOUT THE 1950'S
Another Goody For The 50's Gang
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cuttingboard with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get foodpoisoning.
My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat it rawsometimes, too.
Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in abrown paper bag, not in icepack coolers, but I can't remember gettinge.coli.
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of apristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and apager was the school PA system.
We all took gym, not PE... and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-trainingathletic 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.
Flunking gym was not an option... even for stupid kids! I guess PE mustbe much harder than gym
.Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.
We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health systemwe had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.
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 sterilization kit when I gotthat 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, Mom pulled out the 48-centbottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn 't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked. Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics,and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got our butt spanked there and then we got butt spanked again when we got home.
I recall what was his name from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.
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 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 !!!!!
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cuttingboard with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to get foodpoisoning.
My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat it rawsometimes, too.
Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in abrown paper bag, not in icepack coolers, but I can't remember gettinge.coli.
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of apristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and apager was the school PA system.
We all took gym, not PE... and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-trainingathletic 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.
Flunking gym was not an option... even for stupid kids! I guess PE mustbe much harder than gym
.Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention.
We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health systemwe had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.
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 sterilization kit when I gotthat 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, Mom pulled out the 48-centbottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn 't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked. Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics,and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got our butt spanked there and then we got butt spanked again when we got home.
I recall what was his name from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.
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 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 !!!!!
Friday, May 12, 2006
Happy Mothers Day
Well, hello,, been a while since I have been here.
Been mowing, and working out side,, really enjoy doing that.
But, I would ike to take this time to wish all the Mothers out there,
A VERY HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!
Where would we be with out those gals?
Cooked and cleaned , raised the kids, and made us men happy to.
Bless them all, the wonderful Mothers,,
We love you gals ! from Grand pa !
Been mowing, and working out side,, really enjoy doing that.
But, I would ike to take this time to wish all the Mothers out there,
A VERY HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!
Where would we be with out those gals?
Cooked and cleaned , raised the kids, and made us men happy to.
Bless them all, the wonderful Mothers,,
We love you gals ! from Grand pa !
Monday, May 01, 2006
Something to think about!!
How old is Grandma???
Stay with this -- the answer is at the end.
It will blow you away. One evening a grandson was talking to his grandmother about current events. The grandson asked his grandmother what she thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general.
The Grandma replied, "Well, let me think a minute, I was born before:'
television'
penicillin '
polio shots'
frozen foods'
Xerox'
contact lenses'
Frisbees and '
the pill
There was no: ' radar' credit cards' laser beams or ' ball-point pensMan had not invented:' pantyhose' air conditioners' dishwashers' clothes dryers' and the clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air and '
man hadn't yet walked on the moon
Your Grandfather and I got married first, . . . and then lived together. Every family had a father and a mother. Until I was 25, I called every man older than me, "Sir". And after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, "Sir." We were before gay-rights, computer- dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group therapy. Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense. We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up
and take responsibility for our actions.
Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege. We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent. Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins.
Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started.
Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends-not purchasing condominiums. We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings. We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President's speeches on our radios. And I don't ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey.
If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan ' on it, it was junk. The term 'making out' referred to how you did on your school exam.
Pizza Hut, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of. We had 5 &10-cent stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents. Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel. And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards.
You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600, . . . but who could afford one? Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon.
In my day: ' "grass" was mowed, ' "coke" was a cold drink, ' "pot" was something your mother cooked
in and '
"rock music" was your grandmother's
lullaby. '
"Aids" were helpers in the Principal's
office, ' " chip" meant a piece of wood, ' "hardware" was found in a hardware store
and ' "software" wasn't even a word.
And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder people call us "old and confused" and say there is a generation gap... and how old do you think I am?
I bet you have this old lady in mind...you are in for a shock! Read on to see -- pretty scary if you think about it and pretty sad at the same time.
This Woman would be only 58 years old!
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