Clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air.
Man hadn't walked on the moon.
Your grandfather and I didn't live together 'til we got married.
There were very few single mothers.
I called every man older than me 'sir' until I was 25. After I turned 25, I still kept calling every man with a title 'sir'.
We were before gay rights, computer-dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group therapy.
Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense.
We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions.
Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege.
We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent.
Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins.
Draft dodgers were those who closed front doors as the evening breeze started.
Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends, not purchasing condominiums.
We'd never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings.
We listened to Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President's speeches on our radios.
If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan' on it, it was junk.
The term 'making out' referred to how you did on your school exam.
Pizza Hut, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of. We had 5 & 10-cent (5 and dime) stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents.
Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel.
And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail one letter and two postcards.
You could buy a new Ford Coupe for $600, but who could afford one? Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon.
In my day:
'Grass' was mowed.
'Coke' was a cold drink.
'Pot' was something your mother cooked in.
'Rock music' was your grandmother's lullaby.
'Aids' were helpers in the Principal's office.
'Chip' meant a piece of wood.
'Hardware' was found in a hardware store.
'Software' wasn't even a word.
We volunteered to protect our precious country... No wonder people call us 'old and confused' and say there is a generation gap."
This woman is 76 years old.
She was born in 1941.
Gives you something to think about, doesn't it? It just goes to show you how much life can change in one lifetime.
