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Recollections of childhood
when life was simplistic,
brings to memory, days 
filled of toilsome work
and long hours.
Yet in its own way, bestows
feelings of warmth, safety 
and at given times, even
conceived to be glitzy, 
shimmery.

Children, courteous
and respectful
executing daily chores 
and in attendance
at church on 
every given Sunday.

TV, computers,
I pods or CD's were
unheard of.  Merely
an old Motorola radio 
in a corner of the sitting 
room.   Kept perfectly
dustless and neat 
for visitors.

Absolutely no children
were permitted, 
with an exception
of Saturday eve, as all
gathered closely together, 
listening to The Lone Ranger
and Silver....Hy Ho...Away!

Thursday nights
in summertime,
brought truckloads 
of youngsters
piled in the bed of an
old green pickup truck, going
to enjoy a movie 
on a large white
screen in the center
of a cornfield.

Christmas was, oh, so
special.  Picking a
pine tree from a 
million others to cut,
hauling “it”back
to a tattered
old gray shingled
farmhouse.

Decorations of popcorn
and cranberry strings, chains of
colored ribbon, paper cutouts
resembling bright, white
snowflakes, and of course,
a magical angel atop
this magnificent tree.

In retrospect,
it was felt we had so
little, but we had so
very, very much.

Children helped
with the chickens, cows,
gardening, whatever 
instructed to do.

Riding ponies, the
county fair, marvelous fun.
School days were spent
learning the three R;s...readin, 
ritin, rithmatic,” as well as
a history of George Washington
and  the Great Depression of
1929,,,,,,,

Grandpa  recounting stories
at the supper table of the
stock fall,  unemployment,
farmers losing  their worth,
wars of senseless deaths.
We were so blessed.  
to have been born  
after these arduous times.

Looking forward to a 
new year, 2012--  
Computers, I pods, 
Cell Phones,  Absolutely
Astonishing inventions, 
technology.

Today  stock-markets
are fluctuating, businesses
closing and  many 
people are going homeless
and hungry.

Jobs being at an all-time
low.....such advanced 
progress,yet such similarity
 of previous history.

“Old timers” 
will survive from
what was
taught throughout 
their childhood.

What happens now -
will we all survive?
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