the good old days

The Best Advice So Far: the good old days - old-fashioned soda jerk offering chocolate ice cream cone

Ah, the good old days.

The simpler ways of bygone eras have become an indelible part of our collective consciousness, stirring a sense of wistfulness at their passing, whether we actually lived through them or not.

Neighbors leaned from open windows or across picket fences to chat, and thought nothing of asking to borrow an egg or a cup of sugar. Newcomers were welcomed with a jingle of the doorbell and a proffered platter of freshly made cookies or a Bundt cake. And it was assumed that all were invited to the backyard barbecue.

During trips to the local grocer or druggist, owners and customers greeted each other by name, never in too much of a hurry to ask about the children or that recent vacation. And partings were peppered with give-my-best-tos.

Young people helped the elderly across busy intersections, offered to carry their bag a few blocks, and climbed trees to rescue their kittens.

Sinewy men slung a tattooed arm around their buddy’s neck as they crowded together around diner booths — some sitting, some standing with one foot propped on the edge of a seat — swapping outrageous and animated stories with other guys from town.

People took leisurely strolls down shady streets, played chess in the park, had picnics on Saturdays and impromptu dance parties on the beach. No one dreamed of whizzing by a kid’s lemonade stand without stopping.

Friends threw dress-up dinner parties, and guests offered small gifts upon arrival, as well as following up with a thank-you card by mail a few days later. Just as likely might be a game night during which participants played Twister, eventually collapsing into a heap upon one another and laughing until their cheeks hurt.

Wholesome stories and images abound, combining to weave a sort of glorious fairy tale — one continuous happily-ever-after.

Of course, we tend to overlook …

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4 responses to “the good old days

  • mycountryepoque

    yup, the good old days. I am a 70’s child, and the old school upbringing was very challenging with rules under’s dad’s roof! I remember we did help some old people to carry their bags. We were sweet kids. Thank you for this post, it is very much wonderful. Though we don’t want to live there, the past is a good place to visit! Was a good read!

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    • Erik

      Thanks for visiting and taking the time to join in the discussion. I’m glad it brought back some fond memories, and I hope it encourages you to make your current world a little brighter.

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      • mycountryepoque

        Thank you. Trying to make this so called “modern world” a little bit better. but I would suggest we need ideas of 50’s 60’s 70’s children to add some good vibes to try and make our technological kids understand the commonsense of our upbringing, “will they believe in us?” is the question. haha

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