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Thanks for the link billy - Robin had a unique vocal style that was so attractive. I have no musical talent, but I know a handsome voice when I hear it - he was an amazing part of the group - here is a link to a song from his Titanic Requiem tribute album
If you recognize any of this, you know who to pass it on to.
Being Green
Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the older woman, that she should bring her own grocery bags because plastic bags weren't good for the environment.
The woman apologized and explained, "We didn't have this green thing back in my earlier days."
The young clerk responded, "That's our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations."
She was right -- our generation didn't have the green thing in its day.
Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled.
But we didn't have the green thing back in our day.
Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, that we reused for numerous things, most memorable besides household garbage bags, was the use of brown paper bags as book covers for our schoolbooks. This was to ensure that public property, (the books provided for our use by the school) was not defaced by our scribblings. Then we were able to personalize our books on the brown paper bags.
But too bad we didn't do the green thing back then.
We walked up stairs, because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.
But she was right. We didn't have the green thing in our day.
Back then, we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts -- wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.
But that young lady is right; we didn't have the green thing back in our day.
Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana . In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.
But she's right; we didn't have the green thing back then.
We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.
But we didn't have the green thing back then.
Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint.
But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the green thing back then?
Please forward this on to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smartass young person..
We don't like being old in the first place, so it doesn't take much to piss us off.
River,
Remember the fountain pens you'd suck the ink up into, then the cartridge pens? In the 7th grade one bad kid squirted Mrs.Garner's dress with blue ink. Never saw him again.
River,
Remember the fountain pens you'd suck the ink up into, then the cartridge pens? In the 7th grade one bad kid squirted Mrs.Garner's dress with blue ink. Never saw him again.
------------billy
Those were the days. But my first writing efforts were with a dip pen (link provided for the terminally young). Oh the joys of blots and of bent and broken nibs! Not to mention spills when refilling ones inkwell or because of overturned inkwells, frequently the result of ill-advised experiments.
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Karel
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Those were the days. But my first writing efforts were with a dip pen (link provided for the terminally young). Oh the joys of blots and of bent and broken nibs! Not to mention spills when refilling ones inkwell or because of overturned inkwells, frequently the result of ill-advised experiments.
Yes! Blotting paper (pink)! And that comical bunch of pieces of cloth, stitched together with the help of a button, and lovingly cut in rectangles or more daring shapes with a pair of pinking shears by the prospective owner (mom did the stitching), for wiping the nib clean.
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Since we're into nostalgia, remember going to Put Put and getting a free round if you got a hole in 1 on the 18th hole? I never got the hole in one, but it wasn't considered nerdy and even the cool kids went. Often you had to wait in line. Was Put Put miniature golf everywhere? I think it was a franchise in the 1960's.
Since we're into nostalgia, remember going to Put Put and getting a free round if you got a hole in 1 on the 18th hole? I never got the hole in one, but it wasn't considered nerdy and even the cool kids went. Often you had to wait in line. Was Put Put miniature golf everywhere? I think it was a franchise in the 1960's.
------------billy
In Canada there were miniature golf places everywhere and still are. My mother and father took us there for fun long before the 1960s.
Since we're into nostalgia, remember going to Put Put and getting a free round if you got a hole in 1 on the 18th hole? I never got the hole in one, but it wasn't considered nerdy and even the cool kids went. Often you had to wait in line. Was Put Put miniature golf everywhere? I think it was a franchise in the 1960's.
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