My First Tv

When I was young we had a TV
There were only 3 channels to choose
Black and white was all you could see
And one channel was mostly news

If you wanted to change the channel
You had to get up out of your chair
If you wanted to see what was on
The TV guide to read was there

Cartoons only came on once a week
On Saturday morning was it
At night our bedtime was 8 o'clock 
Don' think we didn't throw a fit!

But we'd go ahead and turn it off
The tube light the size of a dime
Slowly, gradually dimmed clear out
Which meant that it was bed time!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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De Beaulieu Avatar
October 11, 2017 at 8:45 AM
This brings back a memory for me. We also had a black and white tv. ,same channels you had. Have a nice day my friend.
De Beaulieu Avatar
October 11, 2017 at 8:42 PM
xxx8o[
Adams Avatar
October 11, 2017 at 5:17 PM
Thanks Darlene. Simpler time but now I would really miss the bells and whistles!.........x........x.......80)
Hoffman Avatar
October 3, 2017 at 7:18 PM
We had the same black and white with only three channels too; how times have changed! Great nostalgic write Pat!~Che :)
Adams Avatar
October 4, 2017 at 9:39 AM
Fox came next then HBO!!!! No commercials!! That didn't last long....80(.......Glad you liked the poem.........Pat
La France Avatar
October 3, 2017 at 9:31 AM
Pat, I loved your poem down memory lane, wow things have changed, my problem is always, what converter to reach for !
Adams Avatar
October 3, 2017 at 4:33 PM
Yes! Also which to watch first out of a dozen recorded! I'm glad you liked it. I've always been thankful to live at a time of such extreme changes in technology. Thanks for commenting.....Pat
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