HEY, WASN'T THIS US?
>
> A little house with three bedrooms,
> one bathroom and one car on the street .
> A mower that you had to push
> to make the grass look neat.
>
> In the kitchen on the wall
> we only had one phone,
> And no need for recording things,
> someone was always home.
>
> We only had a living room
> where we would congregate,
> unless it was at mealtime
> in the kitchen where we ate.
>
> We had no need for family rooms
> or extra rooms to dine.
> When meeting as a family
> those two rooms would work out fine.
>
> We only had one TV set
> and channels maybe two,
> But always there was one of them
> with something worth the view.
>
> For snacks we had potato chips
> that tasted like a chip.
> And if you wanted flavor
> there was Lipton's onion dip.
>
> Store-bought snacks were rare because
> my mother liked to cook
> and nothing can compare to snacks
> in Betty Crocker's book.
>
> Weekends were for family trips
> or staying home to play.
> We all did things together --
> even go to church to pray.
>
> When we did our weekend trips
> depending on the weather,
> no one stayed at home because
> we liked to be together.
>
> Sometimes we would separate
> to do things on our own,
> but we knew where the others were
> without our own cell phone.
>
> Then there were the movies
> with your favorite movie star,
> and nothing can compare
> to watching movies in your car.
>
> Then there were the picnics
> at the peak of summer season,
> pack a lunch and find some trees
> and never need a reason.
>
> Get a baseball game together
> with all the friends you know,
> have real action playing ball --
> and no game video.
>
> Remember when the doctor
> used to be the family friend,
> and didn't need insurance
> or a lawyer to defend?
>
> The way that he took care of you
> or what he had to do,
> because he took an oath and strived
> to do the best for you.
>
> Remember going to the store
> and shopping casually,
> and when you went to pay for it
> you used your own money?
>
> Nothing that you had to swipe
> or punch in some amount,
> and remember when the cashier person
> had to really count?
>
> The milkman used to go
> from door to door,
> And it was just a few cents more
> than going to the store.
>
> There was a time when mailed letters
> came right to your door,
> without a lot of junk mail ads
> sent out by every store.
>
> The mailman knew each house by name
> and knew where it was sent;
> there were not loads of mail addressed
> to "present occupant."
>
> There was a time when just one glance
> was all that it would take,
> and you would know the kind of car,
> the model and the make.
>
> They didn't look like turtles
> trying to squeeze out every mile;
> they were streamlined, white walls, fins
> and really had some style.
>
> One time the music that you played
> whenever you would jive,
> was from a vinyl, big-holed record
> called a forty-five.
>
> The record player had a post
> to keep them all in line
> and then the records would drop down
> and play one at a time.
>
> Oh sure, we had our problems then,
> just like we do today
> and always we were striving,
> trying for a better way.
>
> Oh, the simple life we lived
> still seems like so much fun,
> how can you explain a game,
> just kick the can and run?
>
> And why would boys put baseball cards
> between bicycle spokes
> and for a nickel, red machines
> had little bottled Cokes?
>
> This life seemed so much easier
> and slower in some ways.
> I love the new technology
> but I sure do miss those days.
>
> So time moves on and so do we
> and nothing stays the same,
> but I sure love to reminisce
> and walk down memory lane.
> With all today's technology
> we grant that it's a plus!
> But it's fun to look way back and say,
> Hey look, guys, THAT WAS US!
>
> A little house with three bedrooms,
> one bathroom and one car on the street .
> A mower that you had to push
> to make the grass look neat.
>
> In the kitchen on the wall
> we only had one phone,
> And no need for recording things,
> someone was always home.
>
> We only had a living room
> where we would congregate,
> unless it was at mealtime
> in the kitchen where we ate.
>
> We had no need for family rooms
> or extra rooms to dine.
> When meeting as a family
> those two rooms would work out fine.
>
> We only had one TV set
> and channels maybe two,
> But always there was one of them
> with something worth the view.
>
> For snacks we had potato chips
> that tasted like a chip.
> And if you wanted flavor
> there was Lipton's onion dip.
>
> Store-bought snacks were rare because
> my mother liked to cook
> and nothing can compare to snacks
> in Betty Crocker's book.
>
> Weekends were for family trips
> or staying home to play.
> We all did things together --
> even go to church to pray.
>
> When we did our weekend trips
> depending on the weather,
> no one stayed at home because
> we liked to be together.
>
> Sometimes we would separate
> to do things on our own,
> but we knew where the others were
> without our own cell phone.
>
> Then there were the movies
> with your favorite movie star,
> and nothing can compare
> to watching movies in your car.
>
> Then there were the picnics
> at the peak of summer season,
> pack a lunch and find some trees
> and never need a reason.
>
> Get a baseball game together
> with all the friends you know,
> have real action playing ball --
> and no game video.
>
> Remember when the doctor
> used to be the family friend,
> and didn't need insurance
> or a lawyer to defend?
>
> The way that he took care of you
> or what he had to do,
> because he took an oath and strived
> to do the best for you.
>
> Remember going to the store
> and shopping casually,
> and when you went to pay for it
> you used your own money?
>
> Nothing that you had to swipe
> or punch in some amount,
> and remember when the cashier person
> had to really count?
>
> The milkman used to go
> from door to door,
> And it was just a few cents more
> than going to the store.
>
> There was a time when mailed letters
> came right to your door,
> without a lot of junk mail ads
> sent out by every store.
>
> The mailman knew each house by name
> and knew where it was sent;
> there were not loads of mail addressed
> to "present occupant."
>
> There was a time when just one glance
> was all that it would take,
> and you would know the kind of car,
> the model and the make.
>
> They didn't look like turtles
> trying to squeeze out every mile;
> they were streamlined, white walls, fins
> and really had some style.
>
> One time the music that you played
> whenever you would jive,
> was from a vinyl, big-holed record
> called a forty-five.
>
> The record player had a post
> to keep them all in line
> and then the records would drop down
> and play one at a time.
>
> Oh sure, we had our problems then,
> just like we do today
> and always we were striving,
> trying for a better way.
>
> Oh, the simple life we lived
> still seems like so much fun,
> how can you explain a game,
> just kick the can and run?
>
> And why would boys put baseball cards
> between bicycle spokes
> and for a nickel, red machines
> had little bottled Cokes?
>
> This life seemed so much easier
> and slower in some ways.
> I love the new technology
> but I sure do miss those days.
>
> So time moves on and so do we
> and nothing stays the same,
> but I sure love to reminisce
> and walk down memory lane.
> With all today's technology
> we grant that it's a plus!
> But it's fun to look way back and say,
> Hey look, guys, THAT WAS US!
