That's cool, wow my mom's age..........can't be right...........![]()
This is interesting ....read all the way to the bottom.
One evening a granddaughter was talking to her grandmother about current events She asked what she thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general. The grandmother replied..."Well, let me think a minute ... I was born before television, penicillin, polio shots, frozen foods, Xerox, contact lenses, Frisbees and the pill. There were no credit cards, laser beams or ball-point pens. We had not invented
pantyhose, air conditioners, dishwashers, clothes dryers. Well, clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air, and man hadn't walked on the moon yet. Your grandfather and I got married first -- and then lived together. Every family had a mother and a father. Girls wore dresses and knew how to cook and sew. And every boy over 14 had a rifle that his dad taught him how to
use and respect. And they went hunting and fishing together. Until I was 25, I called every woman older than me, "M'am," and every man older than me, 'Sir'. And after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, 'Sir.'Sundays were set aside for going to church as a family, helping those in need, and visiting with family or neighbors. We were before gay-rights, computer-dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group
therapy. Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense. We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions. Serving your country was a privilege, and living here was a bigger privilege We thought
fast food was what people ate during Lent. Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins. Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started. Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends, not purchasing
condominiums. We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings. We listened to Jack Benny, The Shadow Knows, The Lone Ranger, and the President's speeches on our radios. And I don't ever remember any kid blowing his (or somebody else's) brains out listening to a song by Doris Day, Elvis Presley, The Drifters, or
The Platters. If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan' on it, it was junk. Pizza Hut, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of. We had 5 & 10-cent stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents. Ice cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel. And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards. You could buy a new Chevy
Coupe for $600, but who could afford one? Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon. In my day, 'grass' was mowed, 'coke' was a cold drink, 'pot' was something your mother cooked in, and 'rock music' was a lullaby.' Aids' were helpers in the Principal's office, 'chip' meant a piece of wood, 'hardware'
was found in a hardware store, and 'software' wasn't even a word. And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder people call us 'old and confused' and say there is a generation gap. "And how old do you think I am -
???? ANSWER ... This woman would be only 60 years old.
Rules? You mean we have RULES for that???
That's cool, wow my mom's age..........can't be right...........![]()
Each of us conceals an abyss, though few of us are aware of its existence, and even fewer dare to explore its vastness.
Katie, you're correct. This woman would be over 70 if it was written in 2003. Even still, the point is that the world has changed drastically in a relatively short time.
In 1929, Alexander Fleming, a doctor and researcher at St. Mary's Hospital in London, England, published a paper on a chemical he called "penicillin", which he had isolated from from a mold, Penicillium notatum. "
Excerpt taken from http://www.herb.lsa.umich.edu/kidpage/penicillin.htm
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