Ah, the good old days. I’ve been thinking about that lately and how much things have changed since my childhood. I grew up in the 70’s and 80’s and it’s really shocking how much technology has advanced. What’s even more surprising (and sad) is because of this technological advancement, we’ve become less social and active.
When we were kids, the moment we came home from school, we were outside. If it was nice (or not a blizzard or snowstorm) we were in the yard playing kickball, riding our bikes, playing “kick the can” in the street until sundown. The kids were constantly moving and thin.
At that time, we didn’t have 3 million cable channels to choose from or computers to park our butts in front of. There were no cell phones to bury our faces in and text non-stop. The phone was on the wall and it had a cord (and a rotary dial).
We also didn’t have iTunes and music loaded on portable devices. I had records and a turntable to play music (or a radio). Last weekend I pulled out my old 33’s and 45’s and my six year-old asked, “Momma, why do you have black plates in the closet?”
When I explained they have music on them she thought I was nuts. I pulled out the turntable and played a few songs for her. It was like she was watching aliens land in the yard. She couldn’t figure out how music could be on these frisbees and why she had to be so careful with them.
Not even five minutes later, she was bored and went back to playing games on the iPad. Oh well, I tried. I’ll still save the records for her because hopefully someday she’ll appreciate them. I can’t wait to show her my Atari game console. If she thinks Candy Crush is exciting, wait until she sees Pong!
Confused Woman! 
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