Do you ever get tired of being a grown up?
Do you remember when you could laugh and play all day long and never worry about things like insurance (or the lack of it); illness; utility bills; car payments; dirty dishes; forgetting to take your medicine; or piled up laundry.
Somehow I don't think kids feel as carefree as we did in the 1950s, but I hope they still can enjoy their lives before having to take on life's responsibilities.
In the 1950s our dads went to work, our moms stayed home taking care of the home, and we really didn't have to worry about anything. We could stay outside playing until we were called in for lunch without parents having to worry. We may not have had everything we wanted, but our needs were met. We were warm in the winter, had fans in the summer and always had food on the table.
The majority of families had one television, one car, one telephone, and one bathroom.
We know we have been a grown up for a while when we remember watching the black and white televisions and using party-line telephones.
I'm not a big facebook person but I do get on the computer once or twice a month and look at pictures and try to keep in touch with family and friends. I love looking at the pictures posted.
It all reminds me of just how far technology has come in the last 50 years. I think it is wonderful grandparents can facetime with their grandchildren who live away.
I am so amazed at the quality of the pictures made from telephones. My niece was going through some old pictures at my house the other day, she snapped, punched and sent. The 1972 picture of me and my son at the Memphis Zoo was posted and receiving comments within minutes. I know my hair was poofy but I would bet I was not the only one at the zoo with big hair that day.
We can't stay kids forever but every once in awhile my mind goes back to those days when we actually were outside playing tag, jump rope, jacks on the sidewalk, marbles, hula hoop and hop scotch.
Sometimes I wonder how many valuable baseball cards we ruined attaching them to our bicycle wheels. We bought and traded baseball cards with our friends. If my memory serves me correctly, baseball cards were inside the bubble gum packages we bought.
I hope kids today will have good memories when they grow up. I know the activities they remember will be different, but good memories will always be special.