A lucid moment To everyone who survived being born BEFORE 1975. First of all, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while pregnant. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, sugar on everything, did housework until the "water broke", and we still made it. We slept on our tummies in baby cribs painted with lead based paint, and it was probably handed down and re-painted several times. If you had an older brother - you had to grow into your clothes. (unless you had a sister - then a 300 lb. Brittany Spears comes to mind. One of our favorite toys was wooden blocks with letters painted on with lead based paint. The whole house was painted with lead paint. Even George W's We had no childproof caps on medicine bottles, childproof cabinet doors, safety seals on anything, or warning labels on household cleaners. If it tasted bad - we didn't try it a second time. A bandaid fixed everything. Our dad was our hero. We rode our bikes without helmets or pads,(they were not invented yet) and usually barefooted. We had "clamp-on" roller skates. No pads. Just the skates that clamped on to your shoe with a skate key. Tennis shoes were always black hightops (not called sneakers or athletic shoes) We rode in cars with no infant seats, booster seats, seat belts, or airbags. Riding in the back of a pick-up was always a special treat. We usually walked to school where we played with every kid there, sick or well, ate paste, ate lunch (usually something that I didn't recognize), and made friends. We drank water from a hose instead from a plastic bottle. On rain days we had books, and crayons (some of which we ate) We ran with scissors just to see if we could. We slept with the front and back doors wide open for a breeze in the summer. We camped out in the backyard. We shared a (glass) bottle of soda with anyone who wanted a drink, and nobody died from this. We ate cupcakes, white bread, real butter, Kool-aid with sugar, and drank whole milk. We were rarily overweight because we were outside playing. We would leave home in the morning, begrudgingly come home for lunch when our mothers called from the front porch, and go back outside and play until supper. After supper (and doing dishes) we went outsibe again until dark. Best time for hide and seek. We would spend hours building a go-cart out of scrap anything, a few nails, and some rope to steer it with, ride down a hill and crash into whatever was at the bottom of the hill because "brakes" were not thought about until we figured out we needed them to protect the go-cart. We did not have Playstations, play dates, Nintendo's, X-boxes, Wii sets, computers with video games, vcr's, 150 channels of sattelite tv (we did have rabbit ears that picked up a couple stations), surround sound, Cd's, internet, chat rooms, and as hard as it is to believe, NO CELL PHONES. What we did have was FRIENDS and we went outside to play with them - all day - every day. We climbed trees and if we fell out and broke a bone - no lawsuit. We played barefoot in the "creek" (aka storm sewer). We ate worms, mud pies, booggers, candy off the ground, We got BB guns when we were 9 or 10 which we used for cowboys and indians and war. No lawsuits for an eye getting shot out because it didn't happen. We discovered fire. We killed bugs with a magnifying glass. We had "Pea shooters" and carried extra ammo in our mouth. We played "I'll show you mine if you will show me yours" and were never traumatised enough to go to a shrink. (I was impressed a couple times) Little League had "try-outs" and not everyone made the team. Those that didn't had to deal with disappointment. Imagine that. If we got in trouble at school we got a beating, and when we got home - got another one. Learned that one real quick. We cut grass for $.50, shoveled snow for $.50, raked leaves for $.50, washed cars for $.25, and had "Kool-aid stands. If we wanted money - that is the way it was. We had total respect for Policemen, Teachers, School crossing guards, and ALL adults. No question - no argument. If we got in trouble with any of them, we found out real quick that our parents were on THEIR side, not ours. Political correctness was a polite politician. Christmas was Christmas - not "Happy holidays" If you called someone a name that was offensive to them - they pounded the s#$% out of you instead of calling a lawyer. These generations have produced some of the best problem solvers, risk takers, scientists, inventors, Doctors, Astronauts, and just plain respectful people ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovations and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success, responsibility, broken bones, learned to deal with it ourselves without counseling, and a hell of a lot of great memories. I could go on for hours but it is time for my medication. Have a merry Christmas and a productive and happy new year EVERYONE.