Thursday, March 26, 2009
Tweety and I have celebrated our birthdays....
Well, my milestone birthday has come and gone. Tweety and I are the same age! I have officially entered a new decade, the start of my third trimester of life.
I'm old enough....
to remember buying an ice cream cone for 5 cents...a hamburger for 18 cents, or a cheeseburger for 24 cents (at Peaks, the predecessor to McDonalds)
to have collected all the Beatle albums and listened to them in front of my Dad's HiFi (that came before stereo!)speaker or on my transistor radio walking home from school
to have seen the Beatles perform 3 times at the Hollywood Bowl
to have gone to school when pants, shorts and sandals were not permitted dress code
to remember my mother handing my father the weekly grocery list for a family of 4...and a $20 bill
to remember having to kneel on the ground to check that a dress hem was not in excess of 1 inch above the knees
that girls carried their books in front of them (boys carried their books on their hips)..no backpacks!
that we did not have a dishwasher or a clothes dryer
that we rolled up the car windows manually
that I put $3 worth of gas in my car...for the week
to remember watching TV in black and white
that our first remote control was still attached to the TV by a cable and that it had a rotary dial. You couldn't flip between stations; you had to go around the dial
that our telephone was attached to the wall
that it was a rotary phone
that our phone number was Poplar 5-8264
that there was no such thing as a zip code
that it was safe enough for me to ride my bike by myself anywhere around the neighborhood
or walk to the park or to the shopping plaza alone
that the neighborhood kids could play for hours in the dry river bed at the end of the street without cause for concern
that my allowance was 25 cents a week...and that's what the tooth fairy left too
that my first stockings were held up by a garter belt....panty hose came later
to remember putting my hair up in rollers every night...and actually sleeping that way
that Ten-0-Six lotion was the cleanser of choice among teenagers
that a Polaroid camera was the latest and greatest
to remember coming home from school and watching Dick Clark's American Bandstand
that my first idol crush was Richard Chamberlain as Dr. Kildare
Paul McCartney came later
to remember seeing West Side Story
and crying at Old Yeller
and watching the Mickey Mouse Club with Annette Funicello
that my elementary school had one entrance for girls and another for boys
to remember being thoroughly terrified by the movie On The Beach
to remember Christmas tree lights that were large and multi-colored...and if one light boew out, they all did..
to remember our family standing in line at the local elementary school to get our sugar cube laced with the Salk vaccine newly accepted as the treatment to prevent polio
to remember the incinerator at the back of our property (and this was a standard 50 x 100 foot lot in Southern California) for the burning of our garbage
And last, but not least, I remember it was my generation that proclaimed, "You can't trust anyone over 30!
What were we thinking?????
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I loved this post. I will tell you how old I am...I had to look back at yesterdays comments to see if I commented. I meant to. I wanted to tell you that picture is adorable (o: I was puzzled that your Dad would shop. I am from the sticks...the men were not shopping. We did not have a fancy trash incinerator, just a barrel to burn the trash in. That seems so strange. Good trip down memory lane.
I know I posted a comment here...where did it go?
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