What about them good ole days

Sometimes I think if I read one more post about how "we played kickball outside until the lights came on and, " I will drop off of social media for good.

The good old fifties when polio was still around and McCarthyism was in full swing.

Sure some people even played outside long after the lights came on, but is that such a great accomplishment?

We didn't have video games and iPhones, but I could tell time by what was on television. Families gathered around the TV sets like our forebears gathered around the fireplace, warming ourselves with love stories and westerns and Ed Sullivan while grandmas sat around saying, "In my day we talked to each other . . . "

My family still ate dinner in the dining room with damask table cloths and matching napkins. We used a full set of silverware and conversation was expected, but other families used those new fangled TV trays, so their kids must have come in from outside by then.

People have been talking about the good ole days since time began. I can imagine the first cavemen who had language saying, "In my day we lived outside with the sky for a ceiling and stars over our head."

The good old days were the days when we were active and young and open to new experiences. Today people still do all the things people have always done, they just do them in different ways. These are the good old days people will talk about in thirty years.

So enjoy them.