The Good Ole Days

These were the good ole days, when life was simple. I remember walking to the store right after the roads were tarred and getting tar in a thick layer on the bottom of my bare feet. I remember when a loaf of Wonder Giant white bread was 17 cents. I remember the 10 cent candybars that were so much bigger than they are now. I remember Winner suckers, Bubsdaddy bubblegum, licorace babies, Slap Sticks, and Zotz. I remember when they came out with the Marothon candybar. I remember moon boots, 501 jeans, Carpenter pants, Hash Jeans, gunnysack dresses, and leg warmers. I remember watching Sonny and Cher, Gilligan's Island, The Brady Bunch, The Partridge Family, I Dream of Jeanie, Bewitched, and Johnny Quest. I remember listening to The Carpenters, Mac Davis, Anne Murray, and The Jackson 5. I remember having crushes on Shawn Cassidy (loved his song Da do run run), KC from KC and the Sunshine Band, and Andy Gibb (sang Shadow Dancing, I owned the single). I remeber when tv's didn't have remotes and we only had channels 3, 8, and 10, there was no such thing as a game system (when we got our first Atari game system I stayed up until 3am playing Breakout), we shared a phone line with our neighbors (their daughter had a foul mouth), and kids could roam the neighborhood day and night without parents worrying. I remember big, neighborhood slumber parties and playing Truth or Dare, Hide and Go Seek, and Run Sheepy Run (these slumber parties had boys and girls sleeping out on the lawn and we didn't think twice about it). I remember drinking Orange Crush, Apple Beer and Fanta Red Creme Soda. I remember feeding the cows apples over the fence, bottle feeding my pet goat, climbing my grandpa's haystack, gathering eggs, and hanging out with Grandma while she slopped the pigs. Those were such great times!