BABY BOOMER Facebook users

raceanoncr

Well-Known Member
I've just been named a manager of a Facebook page (imagine that, I can't even hardly find the on/off switch on this!) called,

BABY BOOMER'S 1946-1964

Now, if this infringes on BC TOS, I certainly retract this thread. I will not be offended or boycott or trash this site or the moderators for closing it for those reasons.

Also, now, if any of you are not on Facebook, have no intention of getting on Facebook, have had a bad experience with Facebook or otherwise just abhor Facebook, FINE. I don't care. Don't read this or go to the site then. It ain't making anybody no money or reward...it's just a fun page reminiscing about the BABY BOOMERS age.

The originator of the page, Robert Perrigo, (and he doesn't care if his name is used. He says he has nothing to hide) is from my hometown, now lives in Ok City, Ok, is in a wheelchair with MS and is very active rebuilding lawn equipment...from his chair. My hats off to him.

Fun stuff like bringing up pictures of old Woolworth stores around the country or pictures of old school lunchboxes we had and on and on.

Click "Like" and you'll receive his and my stuff daily. Some corny, some not. Just give it a try.

Again, this page is certainly non-competing with BC or Cheryl but if she or any of the moderators feel it is out of line, just let me know and I'll understand.
 

PT Stewie

"Big Fella"
Speaking of Baby Boomers a dear friend from grammer school sent me this today:

Have a Wonderful Day
A little house with three bedrooms,
one bathroom and one car on the street
.
A mower that you had to push
to make the grass look neat.



In the kitchen on the wall
we only had one phone,
And no
need for recording things,
someone was always home.


We only had a living room
where we would congregate,
unless it was at mealtime
in the kitchen where we ate.



We had no need for family rooms
or extra rooms to dine.
When meeting as a family
those two rooms would work
out fine.


We only had one TV set
and channels maybe two,
But
always there was one of them
with something worth
the view.

For snacks we had potato chips
that tasted like a chip.
And if you wanted flavor
there was Lipton's onion dip.



Store-bought snacks were rare because
my mother liked
to cook
and nothing can compare to snacks
in Betty
Crocker's book.


Weekends were for family trips
or staying home to play.
We all did things together --
even go to church to pray



When we did our weekend trips
depending on the weather,
no one stayed at home because
we liked to be together.



Sometimes we would separate
to do things on our own,
but we knew where the others were
without our own
cell phone.

Then there were the movies
with your favorite movie star,
and nothing can compare
to watching movies in your car.



Then there were the picnics
at the peak of summer season,
pack a lunch and find some trees
and never need a reason.



Get a baseball game together
with all the friends you know,
have real action playing ball --
and no game video.



Remember when the doctor
used to be the family friend,
and didn't need insurance
or a lawyer to defend?



The way that he took care of you
or what he had to do,
because he took an oath and strived
to do the best for
you.

Remember going to the store
and shopping casually,
and
when you went to pay for it
you used your own money?



Nothing that you had to swipe
or punch in some amount,
and remember when the cashier person
had to really count?



The milkman used to go
from door to door,
And it was just
a few cents more
than going to the store.



There was a time when mailed letters
came right to your
door,
without a lot of junk mail ads
sent out by every
store.

The mailman knew each house by name
and knew where it
was sent;
there were not loads of mail addressed
to
"present occupant."


There was a time when just one glance
was all that it
would take,
and you would know the kind of car,
the
model and the make.


They didn't look like turtles
trying to squeeze out every
mile;
they were streamlined, white walls, fins
and
really had some style.



One time the music that you played
whenever you would
jive,
was from a vinyl, big-holed record
called a forty-five.



The record player had a post
to keep them all in line
and
then the records would drop down
and play one at a time.



Oh sure, we had our problems then,
just like we do today
and always we were striving,
trying for a better way.


Oh, the simple life we lived
still seems like so much fun,
how can you explain a game,
just kick the can and run?



And why would boys put baseball cards
between bicycle
spokes
and for a nickel, red machines
had little bottled
Cokes?



This life seemed so much easier
and slower in some ways.
I love the new technology
but I sure do miss those days.


So time moves on and so do we
and nothing stays the same,
but I sure love to reminisce
and walk down memory lane.


With all today's technology
we grant that it's a plus!
But it's fun to look way back and say,
Hey look, guys, THAT WAS US!

 
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