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throwback Thursday

~ photo originally made 1979? ~

There was a time when school clothes came from Kmart – and they didn’t come home right away. They stayed on layaway until just before the first bell. Eating out was a rare treat, not a habit. Fast food? Leftovers warmed up in the oven, not grabbed through a window. A popsicle on a hot day? Magic.

We had candy cigarettes and bubble gum cigars, and with a dollar, you could walk out of the corner store with a whole paper bag full of sweets. School wasn’t optional, and once home, you shed those “good clothes” for play clothes. If no one was home, you walked to a neighbors house. House keys tied to shoelaces or hidden under rocks were normal. Nobody paid for daycare – we raised each other.

Dinner was at the table – elbows off, no food touched before grace. The house phone was for emergencies or quick calls, not endless scrolling. We played outside until streetlights buzzed on – Red Light Green Light, Dodgeball, Hide & Seek filled our days. Girls and boys played together, barefoot and fearless.

If we said we were bored, we heard: “You better find something to do before I find it for you.” Staying inside wasn’t a treat – it was a punishment. We drank from the hose, not plastic bottles with logos. And dinner? You ate what was cooked – or you didn’t eat at all.

Phone numbers were memorized. Didn’t know your best friend’s number by heart? Were you even friends? Addresses scribbled on folded papers stuffed in pockets. No cell phones. We called from payphones or yelled down the street. Saturday mornings were cartoons. Weekdays meant bikes until legs burned and cheeks hurt from laughing.

We weren’t reckless – we were resilient. Not wild – we were free.

We respected elders because consequences weren’t empty threats – a belt, a switch, a look was enough. There was love in it, even if we didn’t see it then.

That was childhood. Not curated. Not connected. Just lived.

Kids today won’t get the joy of building forts from couch cushions or riding bikes with no hands. But those of us who lived it—we remember. And every time we tell a child to be home by dark or “go play outside,” we’re sharing a little of what made us strong, scrappy, and real.

The Good Old Days

~The Two Pennies

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On this day, July 17, 1917, Phyllis Diller is born: Wikipedia …“Phyllis Ada Diller (née Driver; July 17, 1917 – August 20, 2012) was an American stand-up comedian, actress, author, musician, and visual artist, best known for her eccentric stage persona, self-deprecating humor, wild hair and clothes, and exaggerated, cackling laugh. Diller was one of the first female comics to become a household name in the United States, credited as an influence by Joan Rivers, Roseanne Barr and Ellen DeGeneres, among others. She had a large gay following. She was also one of the first celebrities to openly champion plastic surgery, for which she was recognized by the cosmetic surgery industry.”

*photo is mine, meme’s are related to the past in some way

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