I double-dog-dare-ya!

I remember almost all these things, and I feel too young to!  But sometimes the past is the best thing we have…or used to have.

Patrick The Poet

 


You may have seen this one before, but isn’t it fun to remember all over again!

And, for those of you too young to remember, consider it a lesson in ancient history!

DO YOU REMEMBER  WHEN…?

All the girls had ugly gym uniforms?


It took five minutes for the TV to warm up?


Nearly everyone’s Mom was at home when the kids got  home from school?

Nobody owned a purebred dog?

When a quarter was a decent allowance?

You’d reach into a muddy gutter for a penny?


Your Mom wore nylons that came in two pieces?




All your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done every day and wore high heels?


You got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped, without asking, all for free, every time? And you didn’t pay for air? And, you got trading stamps to boot?


Laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels hidden inside the box?




It was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.


They threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed. . .and they did?

      

When a ’57 Chevy was everyone’s dream car…to cruise, peel out, lay rubber, or watch submarine races, and people went steady?




No one ever asked where the car keys were because they were always in the car, in the ignition, and the doors were never locked?



Lying on your back in the grass with your friends

and saying things like, ‘That cloud looks like a…’

Playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game?


Stuff from the store came without safety caps and hermetic seals because no one had yet tried to poison a perfect stranger?

And with all our progress, don’t you just wish, just once, you could slip back in time and savor the slower pace? Share it with the children of today. 

When being sent to the principal’s office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited the student at home?

Because 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! But we survived because their love was greater than the threat.


Send this on to someone who can still remember Nancy Drew, the Hardy Boys, Laurel and Hardy, Howdy Dowdy and the Peanut Gallery, the Lone Ranger, The Shadow Knows, Roy and Dale and Trigger, and Buttermilk.


as well as summers filled with bike rides, baseball games, Hula Hoops, bowling and visits to the  pool, and eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar.

Didn’t that feel good, just to go back and say, ‘Yeah, I remember that’?




I am sharing this with you today because it ended with a double dog dare to pass it on. To  remember what a double dog dare is, read on. And remember that the perfect age is somewhere between old enough to know better and too young to care.

How many of these do you remember?

Candy cigarettes



Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water inside.


Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles.



Coffee shops with tableside jukeboxes.




Blackjack, Clove, and Teaberry chewing gum.




Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers.



Newsreels before the movie.


P.F. Fliers.



Telephone numbers with a word prefix…(Raymond 4-601).  Party lines.


Peashooters.

Howdy Dowdy.




Hi-Fi’s & 45 RPM records.


78 RPM records!




Green Stamps.


Mimeograph paper.

The Fort Apache Play Set.


Do you remember a time when…


Decisions were made by going ‘eeny-meeny-miney-moe’?

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, ‘Do  Over!’

‘Race issue’ meant arguing about who ran the fastest?


Catching the fireflies 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’!


Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot?


Saturday morning cartoons weren’t 30-minute commercials for action figures?


‘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?




Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle?


Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin?




Water balloons were the ultimate weapon?




If you can remember most or all of these, then you have lived!!!!!!!

Pass this on to anyone who may need a break from their ‘grown-up’ life . . .

I double-dog-dare-ya!

EULOGY TO LOVE

DUALITY

Sometimes a thing can be happy and sad at the same time, and too painful to deal with but also incredible beautiful that you just can’t turn away from it.  This duality exists in many things in life I believe.  But what can you do but embrace the very thing you know you cannot bear to hold and suffer in your heart? What can you do when you know you cannot live without the very thing that will kill you?  Here is a poem about this very subject we all must face at some time in our lives.

–Patrick The Poet

EULOGY TO LOVE

I fold my arms around you,
You slip into my embrace.
While the anguish of my tears
Seems mirrored upon your face.

So I imagine them there,
Like sunlight on rainy days;
My lips kissing memories,
Like sweet lies the truth betrays.

Still I savor one last kiss,
Then lift you into your grave.
One last kiss to court the past,
And the life love failed to save.

Gone is the warmth of your lips,
Gone the treasure of your breath.
And though everything is gone,
You are beautiful in death!

For a faint smile lines your face.
Sunlight lingers in your hair.
And though life seems present still,
It’s as lifeless as despair!

Were it I could steal away
And give even one more kiss.
Instead of embracing death,
And giving more tears to this!

Yet such are life’s memories
Death scars with tears and regret:
Too painful to remember.
Too beautiful to forget.