Before there were hand held hair dryers.....

Facebook has made alot of us, reminisce about the old days....reconnect with old friends and make new ones.  I know when we were living through our youth, we never realized just how great it was.  I grew up on a farm near Tippecanoe IN.  My summers were filled with playing outdoors and taking care of my animals.  I had lots of baby calves to love and always a litter of baby kittens to cuddle.  Right down the road on the next farm, lived the Baileys and I enjoyed playing endlessly with them.  Who wanted to stay indoors, we had NO air conditioning and cartoons were only on Saturday mornings.  My teenage years were truly like Happy Days...didn't know that then, but looking back, they sure were.  The Root Beer Stand played a big part in my life.  It was my first job and where I hooked up with India, my best friend.  I loved going to the Roy house so much.  It was a place where I always felt welcome and had so much fun.  We might not have had cell phones, computers, fancy cars, hand held hair dryers or all the other things we have now, but what we did have, was simpler times and any kind of a future we wanted.  I kinda feel sorry for the younger generation now, they will never know what it was like to have their very own hangout, where everyone, knew everybody and a quarter bought the best french fries ever and you could listen to all your favorites on the juke box.  They also never got to experience real "parking" on a dirt road listening to the Doors and The Carpenters.  I know that is a weird combination, but I liked both of them.  Our little town of Bourbon was very pro-kids back then...we had dances in the street quite regularly and dances after football and basketball games weren't just at Homecoming.  The Firestation let us have the upstairs of the Firestation as a Youth Center, where our local bands could play every weekend.  If you were bored, it wasn't because of things to do.  I remember sitting on the console of my current boyfriend's car, thank goodness, he never had to stop real quick, because I would have been on the hood.  And how cool was it to wear your boyfriend's huge class ring all wrapped in angora....These were the best of times and even though I'm not too excited to be getting older...I wouldn't want to give up my past to be young again.