June will be here soon. The months leave me so quickly. I am trying to play catch but the bottom line with blogging. I LOVE IT!
Do you remember the old song "Time in a Bottle?" by the late Jim Croce? I was at a friends post at social media and remembering my youth and things kids today would not understand. So I decided to just write a post.
Can you imagine kids today having to actually dial a phone? These phones were sturdy and lasted a lifetime. In fact when my sister Mary inherited Grandma S's home she had to take the land line out. I am sure that phone is in the Smithsonian. They would even type your phone number on the little card by the dial!
I doubt people today have the patience for party lines. We shared our phone line with a phamily with three teenage daughters! Once after working a double shift my dad needed a ride home. He was a steel worker. Although he was humble and kind let's just say he was not at all amused that he could not get through the phone line to reach my mom to come pick him up! I wish I were more like him, Even dog tired from working a double shift he never ever uttered an inappropriate word.
For a dollar you could walk out of Bollinger's Confectionery with at least this much penny candy. My goodness how we loved to browse through all the candy choices back in my day. Even the gentleman and his sisters who worked in the store were "vintage".
Vintage candy is pricey today but there was a time.....
Gum was popular when I was a kid. This is from the 1950's. I'm not sure I was chewing gum yet. But this is a well known brand from back in the day. Do you remember sin sin? I think you can still find it. I remember all the adults were smokers when I was a kid and they used sin sin, a licorice based little square smaller than a fingernail to have fresh breathe.
1950's vinyl records and dancing.
1960 dances: The express "good old days" is so true. Music, dancing, the way we lived, it was all such fun.Listening to the radio, imagining different images inside your mind while listening to music and stories or baseball games. Today people are so busy burying their heads in cell phones and other electronics. It's a sad world. Talking with each other has become a thing of the past. THankful for my phamily and heritage which I cherish.
A friend of mine shared this fun find with me. Many of us who grew up in a sLOVEnian neighborhood use the slang term "Bojon". Apparently there are sLOVEnian people who consider this equal to being racist. I think today, people take things too far, way too far. The gentleman who researched this article was a high school teacher of mine. He also attended school with my older brother Ed. I Love the info he presented here. I love all the stories my paternal grandfather told me as a child. Although he had no desire to return to his roots, he was grateful to be an American citizen. He worked hard to make that happen. My grandfather would never have told me any lies and therefore I will treasure all my conversations I had with him and all the time I spent with him. I lost him in 1968 and I was in the 8th grade. I wish I Had more photos of him.
This is their wedding anniversary , I believe this was 60 years. My grandmother was a teen when she married. Different times and people with a faith in God, love of their phamily and they worked hard to come to the USA. They were married May 22, 1905. Grandma was 16 and Grandpa was 22. I am sure my aunt Mary (Mima) their daughter baked that cake or one of her relatives by marriage did. I wish my grandfather were here to see this article my former teacher researched. He would smile and he would have loved it.
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Brian on Thankful Thursday. If your a prayer warrior pray for our Hannah as she heads to Buffalo, NY for a long weekend. Her dear friend Jana is getting married in September. The bridal shower is this weekend and she was excited to go. Hoping and praying her flight is easy and arrives safely.
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Enjoy your remaining weekdays and have a beautiful weekend.
