Socks For 29 Cents

I'm a master chef when it comes to cooking That age old favourite Kraft Dinner Don't know how nutritious they claim it to be But it certainly doesn't make us thinner As foods goes, t'was a staple in our house For years it cost a lowly 12 cents But that was way back in the good old days Grocery bills now are immense Coffee for a dime, a sandwich for quarter A pair of socks for 29 cents Now we need to take out a personal loan Surviving is a touch-and-go event My very first job was as a teller in a bank Earning a huge $18 a week Over the moon when I got my first paycheck Back then my life was complete What more could anyone have really asked for The world was a beautiful place I'd love to feel that euphoric feeling once more Great joy would beam from my face! © Jack Ellison 2013
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Muzzey Avatar
August 24, 2013 at 11:32 AM
Very nice write Jack, I love the good ole days too, mainly because I was too young to know what to worry about... I enjoyed the read~Caryl
Ellison Avatar
August 24, 2013 at 8:53 PM
"I was too young to know what to worry about" This gave me a chuckle! LOL Thank you dear Caryl xoxox
Eastman Avatar
August 22, 2013 at 10:23 AM
Ahhh Jack... Does that great euphoric feeling not come with every poem written? Dragon says he gets it every time I read him your poems. We're always making new memorys to be added to those most precious... The new ones are hard to see for the trees around them... When I get paid tomorrow. I'm going to go savor something at Taco Bell with Dragon. Everything is costing more with the kids in college so Mike drives to work alone to conserve gas. I miss the old rides & time outs from the house.
Ellison Avatar
August 22, 2013 at 7:51 PM
"Does that great euphoric feeling not come with every poem written?" Ahh! Your right my dear dear Carol... still feel like a young'un! Warm cuddly hugs xoxox
Jones Avatar
August 22, 2013 at 8:39 AM
Yep Jack....those big bottles of pop for a Nickle and a huge candy bar for the same....now takes almost five dollars....wow....
Ellison Avatar
August 22, 2013 at 7:48 PM
Hello Donna dear Donna! Been to McDonalds lately? Used to be a cheap meal... NOT ANYMORE! Warm cuddles xoxox
Sivey Avatar
August 22, 2013 at 6:29 AM
Now you have to make around $18 an hour to make it as a single person, being married with a child you have to make more than that (talking about me)! I really enjoyed reading this awesome poem this morning! I loved the way you presented this glorious piece, such low prices way back then (sorry I just had to say that)! Prices were low even when I was a child! My grandparents once told me that gasoline was 25 cents a gallon and they complained about that! This is a fantastic piece, Great Work!!
Ellison Avatar
August 22, 2013 at 7:49 PM
YOU guys feel old??? WHATTA ABOUT ME??? Almost 80... yikes did I say that!
Jones Avatar
August 22, 2013 at 8:37 AM
OK Russell.....now you make me feel really old...I remember gas at 25 cents a gallon! Haha...and lower during gas wars....
Andresen Avatar
August 22, 2013 at 5:18 AM
- .... was everything so much better before .... I'm just thinking .... what got the workers in wages in a month ...(18 dollar in a week x4 ) - Have a happy day, Jack! - Well written! - Oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
Ellison Avatar
August 22, 2013 at 6:22 AM
It is human nature to think that the good old days were the good old days! We tend not to remember all the trials that accompany every age! Wages are all relative to the value of the dollar! Big warm hugs, Jack xoxox
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