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Good old times

I want to go back to old times to when:
  • Decisions were made by going “eeny-meeny-miney-mo.”
  • Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, “do over!”
  • “Race issue” meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
  • Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in “Monopoly.”
  • Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening.
  • It wasn’t odd to have two or three “best friends.”
  • Being old referred to anyone over 20.
  • The net on a tennis court was the perfect height to play volleyball and rules didn’t matter.
  • The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.
  • It was magic when dad would “remove” his thumb.
  • It was unbelievable that dodgeball wasn’t an Olympic event
  • Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot.
  • Nobody was prettier than Mom.
  • Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.
  • It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the “big people” rides at the amusement park.
  • Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.
  • Abilities were discovered because of a “double-dog-dare.”
  • Saturday morning cartoons weren’t 30-minute ads for action figures.
  • No shopping trip was complete unless a new toy was brought home.
  • “Oly-oly-oxen-free” made perfect sense.
  • Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.
  • The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.
  • War was a card game.
  • Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.
  • Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle.
  • Taking drugs meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin.
  • Ice cream was considered a basic food group.
  • Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.