I posted this a LONG time ago (tried to do a search but search isn't workin' at the moment); came across it in some of my notes today. A lot of this reminds me of summertime....and it sure can't hurt to read it once again, and remember the carefree days of childhood - especially considering the times we are experiencing. Hope you like it (originally came to me in an email). I must admit, a few of these things were after my time. :big_smile: Ahhhh memories! Close your eyes...and go back...before the internet or PC or the MAC...before semi-automatics and crack...before Playstation, SEGA, Super Nintendo, even before Atari...before cell phones, CDs, DVDs, voicemail and e-mail...way back...way...way...way back. I'm talkin' 'bout hide and seek at dusk. Red light, green light. Red Rover, Red Rover...playing kickball & dodgeball until the first....no second...no third street light came on. Ring Around the Rosie, London Bridge, Hot Potato, Hop Scotch, Jump rope, Duck Duck GOOSE!!!, YOU'RE IT!! Parents stood on the front proch and yelled (or whistled) for you to come home - no pagers or cell phones. Mother May I?, Hula Hoops, seeing shapes in the clouds, endless summer days and hot summer nights (no AC) with the windows open. The sound of crickets. Running through the sprinkler. Happy Meals; cereal boxes with that great prize in them. Cracker Jacks with the same thing. Ice pops with two sticks you could break and share with a friend. Watchin' Saturday morning cartoons.....Fat Albert, The Road Runner, The Smurfs, Picture Pages, G-Force and He-Man, Schoolhouse Rock (Conjunction junction, what's your function?). Watchin' Sunday morning oldies (Abbott & Costello, Three Stooges). Wonder Woman & Superman Underoos. Fonzie...Ayyyy. Playing Dukes of Hazzard. Your first day of school. Christmas morning. Bedtime prayers and goodnight kisses. Jumpin' on the bed, pillow fights, sleepovers. A 13" B&W TV in your room meant you were RICH. When your parents took you to McDonald's and you were COOL. Catchin' lightning bugs in a jar. Climbing trees. Swinging as high as you could to try and reach the sky. Getting ice-cream off the Good Humor truck. A million mosquito bites and sticky fingers. Jumpin' down the steps, running till you were out of breath, laughing so hard that your stomach hurt. Being tired from PLAYING. Kool-Aid was the drink of the summer; so was a swig from the hose. Giving your friends a ride on your handlebars. Rainy days at school meant playing "Heads Up 7UP" or "Hangman" in the classroom, remember that? Class field trips with soggy sandwiches. When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited you at home. Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! And some of us are still afraid of 'em! When nearly everyone's mom was at home when the kids got there. When a quarter seemed like a fair allowance, and another quarter, a MIRACLE. When ANY parent could discipline ANY kid, or feed him, or use him to carry groceries...and NOBODY, not even the kid, thought a thing of it. Work meant taking out the garbage or doing the dishes. Your first crush...your first kiss. Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo" and mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "Do over!" "Race Issues" meant arguing about who ran the fastest. Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "Monopoly". It wasn't odd to have two or three "best friends". Being old referred to anyone over 20. 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". Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles, and the worst embarassment was being picked last for a team. Water balloons were the ultimate, ultimate weapon. Older siblings were your worst tormentors, but also your fiercest protectors. If you can remember most or all of those, then you have LIVED. Pass this on to anyone who may need a break from their "grown-up" life. I triple dog dare ya!!!