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June Pelo
12-04-06, 21:09
Are you over 40 yet?...Gotta Be Over 40 to understand.

Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife
and no bleach, but we didn't get food poisoning.

My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat a bite raw sometimes, too. Our
school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper, in a brown paper bag, not in icepack coolers, but I
can't remember anybody getting e.coli.

Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about
boring), no beach closures then.

The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA

We all took gym, not PE... and risked permanent injury with a pair of hightop Ked's (only worn in
gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built-in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened, because they tell us how much safer we are now....

Flunking gym was not an option... even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.

Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the National Anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention. We must have had horribly damaged psyches.

What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and
everything, and she could even give you an aspirin for a headache or fever.

I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself. I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.

Oh yeah..and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!

We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked! Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.

We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either, because if we did, we got our butt spanked there,
and then we got butt spanked again when we got home.

I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just
before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof.

It was a neighborhood run amuck.

To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a "dysfunctional
family". How could we possibly have known that we needed to get into group therapy and anger
management classes? We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we didn't even
notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!

How did we ever survive?


Pass this to someone (over age 40, of course), and brighten their day by helping them to remember
that life's most simple pleasures are very often the best!



12-04-06, 22:02
and my father used to say that he has seen a lot of kids ending up in bad company, but he had never seen the actual bad company.

So when I was caught doing mischief he never blamed my company. He gave me hell instead. How is it possible that I became a fairly good citizen when I had such cruel father?


Karen Norwillo
13-04-06, 20:21
And if we got punished at school, we were sure to get it twice as bad at home. And no one, that I recall, ever "bad mouthed" a teacher. We were respectful of our elders. We dressed appropriately for school and church.