FOR THOSE BORN BEFORE 1945

We are survivors! Consider the changes we have witnessed!

We were born before television, before penicillin, before polio shots, frozen foods,
Xerox, plastic, contact lenses, Frisbees and the pill.

We were before radar, credit cards, split atoms, laser beams, and ballpoint pens.

Before pantyhose, dishwashers, clothes dryers, electric blankets, air conditioners,
drip-dry clothes and before man walked on the moon.

We got married first and then lived together. How quaint can you be?

In our time, closets were for clothes, not for "Coming out of."

Bunnies were small rabbits, and rabbits were not Volkswagons.

Designer Jeans were scheming girls named Jean, and having a meaningful relationship
meant getting along with our cousins.

We thought fast food was what you ate during lent, and Outer Space was the  back
of the Riveria Theatre.

We were before house husbands, gay rights, computer dating, dual careers and commuter
marriages.

We never heard of FM  radio, tape decks, electronic typewriters, artificial
hearts, word  processers, yogurt and guys wearing earrings.

We were before day-care centers, group therapy and nursing homes.

For us, timesharing meant togetherness.

Not computers or condominiums.

A chip meant a piece of wood.

Hardware meant hardwo0d~ and software wasn’t even a word.

Back then, "Made in Japan" meant junk and the term "making out"
referred to how you did on your exam.

Pizzas, McDonalds and instant coffees were unheard of.

We hit the scene where there were 5 and 10 cent stores, where you bought things for
five and ten cents. Sanders or Wilson’s sold ice cream cones for a nickel or a dime. For
one nickel you could ride a street car, make a phone call, buy a Pepsi or enough stamps to
mail one letter and two postcards. You could buy a new Chevy coupe for $600…but who
could afford one? A pity, too, because gas was 11 cents a gallon!

In our day, grass was mowed, Coke was a cold drink and pot was something you cooked in.

Rock music was a Grandma’s lullaby and Aids were helpers in the Principal’s office.

We were certainly not before the difference between the sexes was discovered, but were
surely before the sex change.

We made do with what we had.

And we were the last generation that was so dumb as to think you needed a husband to
have a baby.

No wonder we are so confused and there is such a generation gap today.

But, we survived! What better reason to celebrate?

May God Bless

– Author Unknown