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In my day, you typically had one phone in the entire
house; probably in the living room or kitchen. Most phone
calls had to go through your parents or your older siblings.
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with To have a conversation with a girlfriend! You would sit on
their diatribes about how hard things were when they the floor under the phone or in some darkened corner of
were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to the living room, talking in whispers like a gulag inmate for
school every morning.... Uphill... yadda, yadda, yadda. fear a younger brother would listen in and tell everyone
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, on the school bus that you were talking sweet to girl.
there was no way I was going to lay a bunch of crap like
that on my kids!
And then there is TEXTING. Yeah, right. You kids have
Hey Kids, listen up!
no idea how good you have it. Having the ability to send a
But now that I'm over the ripe old age of fifty, I can't help
but look around and notice the youth of today. They’ve message to one person, or a hundred, and they get the
got it so easy! I hate to say it, but these kids today, just message immediately and no one else knows they got it.
Oh the power!!!
do not know how good you've got it!
What I mean is, when I was a kid we didn't have the
Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go
to the library, locate a book via the card catalog, and go
find the book in the library, and then use the index to find
the information in the book!
There was no email!! We had to actually write some-
body a letter - with a pen, on a sheet of paper. Then put
that in an envelope; if you had one. Then you had to buy
a stamp, then go put it in the mailbox, and wait for the
mailman to come and get it and take it where it needed to
go. And it would take like a week or two to get there!
Child Protective Services didn't care if our
parents beat us. As a matter of fact, when I was a kid,
the parents of all my friends also h