This is not my work. It’s much funnier.
I received this in an email. If you are old like me, feel free to look down on those who are younger.
If you are younger than 35, please feel free to roll your eyes.
Those of You Born
1930 – 1979, We Are Survivors.
First, we survived being born to mothers
who smoked and/or drank while they were
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing,
tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-base paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles,
locks on doors or cabinets, and when we rode
our bikes, we had baseball caps not helmets on our heads.
As infants and children,
we would ride in cars with no car seats,
booster seats, seat belts, air bags, and sometimes no brakes and bald tires.
Riding in the back of a pick-up truck on a warm day
was always a special treat. Sometimes we sat in lawn chairs so the wind would blow through our hair and sometimes completely blow us out of the truck.
We drank water
from the garden hose and not from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends and no one actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread, real butter and bacon.
We drank Kool-Aid made with real white sugar and we weren’t overweight.
Because we were
always outside playing!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day. We only had to be home by the time the
streetlights came on.
No one was able
to call or text us. And we were okay.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps. Then we would ride them down the hill, only to find out
we forgot the brakes.
After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have PlayStations, Nintendos, or XBoxes.
There were no video games, no 550 channels on cable.
No Dish Network. No Direct TV. And no Netflix.
No video movies or DVD’s, surround-sound or CD’s,
cell phones, personal computers, internet, or chat rooms.
What we had friends and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones, and chipped teeth.
And there was never a lawsuit. We called these accidents and blamed no one but ourselves.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt.
The worms did not live in us forever and our parents didn’t rush us to the emergency room.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthday.
We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and while we were told it would happen,
none of us ever lost an eye.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house to talk to them.
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team.
Those who didn’t had to learn to deal
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law
was unheard of. In the good old day, parents sided with the police.
These generations have produced some of the best
risk-takers, problem solvers, and inventors in the history of the world.
The past 50 years
has been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility,
and we learned how to deal with it all.
If YOU are one of them?
You and your parents/grandparents should be proud.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it?