Most country fans will recognize the title, above, as the name of an Alan Jackson recorded song. I recognize it as more than a song….a story perhaps, of growng up in the 50s & 60s. The song starts out by telling the listener about the first time a young couple made love, and then she cried and then the song says, “Remember When”.
I “Remember When”. I suspect the ones of us who grew up in that era, remembers a lot of things that happened, that todays teenagers know nothing about. Of course, the generation before ours, probably thought or said the same thing.
It seems to me that the world was less complicated back in the ‘good ole days’.
Gasoline was a 15 cents a gallon, and a pack of cigs was 25 cents. Everytime I hear a “golden oldie”, it takes me back to that era. There is not now nor will there ever be Rock & Roll music as good as in those times.
Even country music was better than the present form of ’so-called’ country with the exception of Alan Jackson, George Strait, or Hank, Jr. Very few country stars sing country to day, most of it is Pop and would have been heard on “The Hit Parade” which was popular in the 1950s. In the 50s & 60s Era, Rock & Roll and Do Woop was the best music.
Back in those days, boys were boys and gals were gals. Boys didn’t wear ear rings, that was reserved for gals. There was no such thing as body piercing other than ear lobes. Tattoos’ were mostly popular in our Armed Forces. Drugs were not much of a problem…..beer and alcohol were the major concerns of the day.
I lost a lot of friends that were killed in car wrecks due to driving and drinking most prevalent during the Spring time when Junior & Senior Proms were held.
We attended schools whose total populations weren’t nearly as large as some graduation classes are today. Kids either played sports or was a participant in band or was hoping to become a Star Farmer in FFA. Highschool football teams were not nearly as large physically as teenagers are today. I remember pep rallies and building floats every year for Homecomin’. That was always a big thrill to me to be able to participate in. In my hometown of Davis Oklahoma, the Kiwanis Club held an annual pancake supper. I miss those days.
At Halloween, our little one stop-light town blocked off part of main street and detoured traffic for the annual Halloween Carnival. We had cake walks, costume contests, and drawings. Also, the town held a parade with locals participating. Those were the good ole days.
My generation came of age during the Hippy and Vietnam Era which was a total mess in my opinion. Americans turned their backs on my generation that managed to come home alive, after this war came to a close. Even our own government bailed out on our “boys” when the war was over.
There was a foliage gas used in Vietnam that was named “Agent Orange”. Our government denied that it existed; but, lots of veterans who fought in this war, died at relatively young ages due to all types of tumors and cancers. After many years, Uncle Sam finally admitted that it existed and that it was made by the Dupont Company. Go figure………
America is the greatest country in the world; but, a lot of our leaders are not fit to be elected officials. I really think that most of them go to Washington DC to get rich.
Back in the old days, I believe it was an honorable profession to represent ones’ fellow Americans in our US Government; but, today most of them are not worth
I remember back in the 50s when young boys played “marbles”, and young gals played “jacks”. In our early lives, we were taught at home to respect people who were older than we were, such as our school teachers, pastors, postmen, and policemen. We also learned discipline at home, as well as, school. spittin’ on.
We recited the Pledge of Allegience and a Prayer before class began, every day.
Since our Judges and Courts have been turned over to the Liberals the last few years, all discipline as it was known in the ole days, is gone. Morality used to be a national pasttime. I believe America is more disrepected today, than respected.
I don’t know what has brought on these few thoughts today, other than I just filed for my Social Security benefits. A couple of years ago, I was “19″ and in a couple of months, I will be “62″ and,
I REMEMBER WHEN…………………………….
