Where Do the Good Times Go?

I think of gravel roads not yet paved, and vast countrysides not yet subdivised.

I think of drive-in movies instead of walk-in theaters.

I think of little country stores instead of huge shopping centers.

I think of payphones instead of smartphones.

I think of tire swings.

I think of swimming in creeks and lakes.

I think of running around outside bare footed and drinking from water hoses- and no one thinking anything of it.

I think of going to yard sales and flea markets with Grandma

I think of RC colas and Moon Pies.

I think of chewing Super Bubble bubble Gum.

I think of riding around in the backs of pickup trucks.

I think of acid/hair bands instead of emo bands…Kansas, Journey, Boston, Van Halen, Whitesnake and MΓΆtley Crue.

I think of going to church with Uma.

I think of real TV shows like “Dukes of Hazzard,” “Dallas,” “BJ and the Bear,”Β  and “Chips,” instead of reality shows.

I think of box office movies like “Smokey and the Bandit,” “Jaws,” “Star Wars,” “ET,” and “The Goonies,” instead of the crappy movies of today.

I think of eating at the dinner table instead of in front of the TV or computer.

I think of big old Victorian houses with huge wrap-around porches.

I think of wood stoves and homemade ice cream straight from my grandmother’s ice-cream churn.

I think of shelling peas and shucking corn with Grandma.

I think of fist fights instead of gun fights.

I think of The Lord’s Prayer and The Pledge of Allegiance at the beginning of every school day.

I think of long summer days spent climbing trees, running, skating, bike riding and playing Hide-and-seek instead of sitting in the house playing video games and texting.

I think of running home when the first of the street lights started blinking on in the evening when the sun went down.

I think of Mom or Uma giving out a loud whistle when it was time for lunch and dinner and hearing that whistle for several blocks.

I think of big family Thanksgivings and Christmases.

I think of watching Saturday morning cartoons like “The Bugs Bunny-Roadrunner Show,” “Tweety & Sylvester,” “Pepe Le Pew,” “Yogi Bear,” “Scooby Doo,” “Popeye,” and other TV goodies.

I think of Halloweens when the neighborhood was crawling with trick-or-treaters. No one considered it the devil’s holiday, not even those in church but just an innocent night of fun and playing dress up.

I think of watching “It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.”

I think of watching “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” and “Frosty theΒ  Snowman” during the Christmas season.

Most of all, I think of living in an America that treated its servicemen and women with honor…an America where political correctness wasn’t overblown…an America which was moral, God-fearing, and free of the fear of terrorism within its borders.

I feel sorry for the kids today. I feel sorry for anyone thirty or younger.Β  If only they could get a taste of the world we grew up in. It’s sad that freedom is dying in America.

Those days weren’t just great. They were magical! Those were the days of freedom!

76 thoughts on “Where Do the Good Times Go?

  1. Nice; a beautiful blow of nostalgia and the opening pic is very apt. The situation is very much similar everywhere across the globe, the present and upcoming generations did miss some of the sweet & crazy moments that is gone forever, now.

  2. Super duper lovely post. Lots of love, hugs, and kisses to you because my thoughts are also similar to you. Fabulous, indeed. 😊😊😊

  3. This is wonderful. I agree with almost everything here. “Glory Days” is my favourite Springsteen…I think of it as the LOST WORLD, closer to reality and nature, and our hearts, and each other. Maybe there will be no world in the future. People were allowed to be people…it was so much fun! Nice to learn more about you…❀️❀️

  4. We must be very close in age, because you just so accurately described my childhood. I couldn’t agree more – it is sad that the younger generations won’t know the freedom that once was. Great post!

  5. Great memories of my childhood in Africa, where I was born. The things we got up to as kids was incredible. I’ve got some memories that kids today wouldn’t be allowed to do. Thanks for rekindling the memories, Cherie.

    • You’re most welcome! 😊And you really tell the truth here- some of the innocent things we did back then kids wouldn’t be allowed to do now. It seems kids aren’t allowed to be kids anymore. 😒

  6. Ah, the memories of the good old days! Thanks for the trip down memory lane. I can concur with all of those except for the respect for servicemen and women. When I served, I was seen as only one step up from a welfare cheat and of course (note sarcasm) we all did drugs. Everything else was spot on perfect!

  7. Very good and thorough assessment of the nostalgia of what once was Cherie. 🎯 You are so on point because it seems like the goodness in life is but a mere memory. But the thing is, we still have the power to change the dynamic of the chaos and confusion that we see going on all around us. We have seen such anarchy throughout history, and we have seen where the brave stand up to the extremism and terrorism, homegrown and abroad, and diffuse its wick of wrongdoings.

    As dreadful as it may seem to be, there are so many of us, like yourself, who see the reality of the present, but still, hold on to “hope.” We can no longer remain complacent or complicit just watching things happen and shaking our heads as it happens. The opposite of evil is good, and while we watch the evil try to run circles all around us, we have to shift our gears and overpower it with active duty by throwing live grenades of good, love, joy, peace, understanding, and great compassion. While I do a lot of revisiting those nostalgic memories of old, your post is a reminder that we can’t rest on our laurels, we still have a lot of work to do and a lot of good to leave! Thanks sweetie for an empowering message! πŸ’ͺπŸΌπŸ€—πŸŒŸ

  8. Blessed to be part of the good ‘ol days and to have such great memories. But onward I trek to ensure our freedoms, rights and regard for each other prevails now, into the rest of the 21century and beyond! Miles to go before I sleep! MILES! Thank you for your post today- it was a lovely detour to my day.

    • You’re most welcome, Kim. Thank you for your lovely words. It seems that powers are trying to take away freedoms and rights everywhere and it’s sad. People get drunk on their own power and feel the need to subjugate others.

  9. You did a great job describing my childhood and my children’s. It really is up to parents what kind of childhood they give their children. I know for some it’s much harder than when I was a child. Our children today cannot roam freely around a neighborhood. But they can have friends over to play board games, have a sleep over, go hiking with supervision. Most of the time-we just don’t make the time to do it.

  10. I remember when we used to go the coast we had to go up to the phone box to make a call.. Travelling around Europe you got your mail at post restante every few months if you were lucky.. And I also loved getting my new Charlie Brown books from the newsagents.. Even though I grew up in Australia I can relate to so much of this especially those cartoons, Road Runner in particular and Pepe le Pew… they certainly were far simpler more grounded days..

  11. I love this post! I remember all the things you mentioned: Pepe le Pew, Charlie Brown, the music, tv shows and movies. I used to trick or treat with a bunch of kids and we were safe. Neighbors met for barbeques and the kids all played together. Those were wonderful times. Thanks for the trip down memory lane!

  12. It’s nostalgic!! You brought up sweet memories of unforgettable old days. There were such times too, right! Thank you for sharing these words. πŸ’•πŸ˜Œ

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