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Remembrances

I know that I am old now. I suppose people want to remember the good and forget the bad. I look back and think how things were so so much better when I was young.

I remember shopping with my aunt in one of the first supermarkets over sixty years ago. The meat was visible in the meat locker awaiting the butcher to custom cut on the spot. The produce was usually seasonal, fresh and firm. What was there was always ripe and tasty. OJ was fresh squeezed at home.

freezer aisle

I don’t remember much frozen foods then or convenience food either. There were fewer brands and fewer choices. The big companies hadn’t thought of buying up the competition yet. Of course there were tins, called that because that was what they were then made of, and glass jars. Sodas were in glass bottles with deposits levied. Cans and plastic would come years later as would no-deposit ones. . Oh, the drinks in those cold bottles tasted real good!

There were no Dunking Donut franchises. Donuts and most baked goods came from the bakery. Penny candy was a treat and reward to be bought at the candy store. The soda shoppe had fresh dipped ice cream. Yummy. I remember trucks going down the streets with their drivers hawking watermelons. Sometimes there was even an organ grinder with a monkey. Now and then a bell rang and people looked out the window to see a truck with a little kids’ amusement like a carousel or Ferris wheel going down the street..

It was not a disposable society. People carried cash in their pockets instead of credit and debit cards. Clothes were mended. Appliances were repaired. Christmas toys did not have instructions because they were bought ready for play. They ran forever without batteries. All child needed was a little imagination and some energy.

Televisions were bulky and heavy, black and white, initially with six or seven inch screens. Channels were limited to the local broadcasting area. I remember watching 2, 4, 5, 7, 9, 11, and 13. That’s all. I remember the test patterns for the time the stations were off the air. Shows were aired live. Censorship of words and behavior was the accepted practice. Married people were shown sleeping in twin beds. Much skin definitely was not shown.

Families were still together then. Divorce was not prevalent. The decades that followed would bring women out of their homes into the workforce. Most people still shopped in their downtown stores. The mega-malls would come later. People walked a lot.

Those who I loved are long gone. Memories remain. I wonder what today’s generations will have when they are old and gray or bald. Extended family is out of fashion; it has been supplanted by friends. I’m glad I have for me the trips to the playground, the journeys to the beach, the visits to the amusement part, and double feature movies to look back on.

What will you give your children? What they need most is you. I cherish every one mine. I love them all differently I admit, not more or less. I thank God for each of them. I may not have always liked them or rather the things they did; however, I always loved them with all my heart. When I am gone, they can always hold on to that.

Use your time and life wisely and you will be remembered accordingly.

13 thoughts on “Remembrances

  1. My mom and I were just talking over the phone recently about how things have drastically changed over the years. She said she would not change her childhood for nothing. They were poor-there were 13 children-she said that the kids knew that they were loved. I also wouldn’t change my childhood for anything. thanks for the remembrances

  2. Dear Janet,

           I once told a griving teen boy whose mother tragically died that she lived on and he was half of her.  I  have always loved my children even though at times I did not like them.  I am glad for them all.  There will be a picture of us all taken a year or two ago it is in an upcoming blog.  We are an unlikely crew.  We are a tight family to the ooutside no matter what inside.  We love.

    Pat.

  3. What a beautiful post! Your second to last paragraph touched my heart. I tell my daughter, “I love you always and forever. Do you know what always means? It means I love you when you’re happy, I love you when you’re sad, etc. etc. Do you know what forever means? It means I love you today, tomorrow, the day after that, the day after that and every day after that.” Aren’t children wonderful?!

  4. Dear Doreen,

          And those that follow you will be as amazed with the changes you record.  Just look at the computer.   It was immense and used punch cards.  Now portable laptops are everywhere.  Our board of education uses them for meetinss.  No more paprrs given out since it went green.

    Pat.

     

  5. Dear Aamina,

          It wasn’t until after WWII that industry got big.  Technology was there and communication booming.  

    Pat.

     

  6. hi there,

    i found this really fascinating…seeing how a place i go to most days, as ordinary as a grocery store has evolved over time but moreover the fact that there was greater value for resources….clothes were mended, things repaired…sounds more ‘green’ than oue own era of consumption….

    thanks for this…very insightful..enjoyed looking around the blog a lot!

    aamina

  7. Dear Leslie,

         Tried to leave a comment on your site but was blocked.  Adjusted it on my end aand tried again.  Hope it was received.

    Pat..

  8. Dear Leslie,

         I/m very proud of my first born and her accomplishments.   I have to remember to enter that contest before it ends.  Glad we have common interest.

        I know what you mean.  Not having someone to share the same memory with is the hardest thing about growing old and losing people.I know the past wasn’t perfect.  Life is different now especially technologically.  What I still yearn for is the closeness of people.  Maybe it was because they had often so little in hard times and learned to make do on simple pleasures.  I remember doing puzzles with my parents and playiing board games and cards with them when I was 7 or 8.  I remember reading books too and wanting to read more.  There are things about the present world that I enjoy and other things I could well do without like the people who aren’t there for anyone but themselves.  I understand Me First but don’t approve what it teaches those who follow.  Kids need parenting not peers

    Pat..

  9. Hi Pat,
    How are you!!! We emailed a few times!! You are precious! I did NOT realize Val was your daughter, I am entering an Ecostore Giveaway on her Blog! How funny that circumstances bring people together!

    You are NOT old! I remember the same things you do!!! I will be celebrating my 25th Anniversary on Monday! You know, I pine away for days gone by so much of the time, especially since My Dear Mother has gone to Heaven. I miss the simpler days, and Those precious Memories.. Ohhhh how I miss those days.

    But when I spend so much time Pining for the past, I guess I am missing today!!

    You are a dear!!
    Leslie

  10. Dear Maggie,

           I remember buying gas for 19.9 cents when I began driving.  I wish gas prices were that now.  I’m guesing you were bord in the 60’s.  Supermartkets were becoming big and shoving out the mom and pop grocery stores.   Sounds like you had the best thing a kid could have–a good family.  TRhanks for the stop.  Come again.

    Pat. 

  11. Thank you for that lovely trip down Memory Lane. And while some of it goes back too far for me, I do remember Sunday afternoon day trips with my grandparents, we’d first stop for gas ($0.35 cents/gallon), head over to the ice cream parlor for an ice cream cone, then on to the park to enjoy our cones and take a swing or two:) We did every Sunday right after church. We did our grocery shopping at Lucky Stores and I do remember there was frozen meals, but we never bought them. There were far too many mouthes to feed to buy frozen meals. It was a huge treat if my Mom came home with a sugared cereal, LOL. Thanks for this great post 🙂

    maggie@mannwieler.com

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