Black and white television set with tubes
inside blonde console in our little den.
My Lone Ranger lunch box.
Watching Gene Autry at Junie’s house
after playing dress-up with her mother’s things.
Hankies with lace edging, rummage sales,
and pettipants under culottes.
Hooking nylon stockings to suffocating girdles.
Mother dressed for Sunday church
wearing hat and gloves, carrying her pocketbook.
Green Reader’s Guides to Periodical Literature
and card catalogues in oak drawers.
Typing on a portable Smith Corona,
frustrated by holes in paper from erasures.
Skimming small print in thick telephone books.
Hoop skirts under prom dresses
and stretch pants with foot stirrups.
Looking at my grandma and thinking
Wow, she’s seen a lot of changes in her life!
When did I become her?
lillian the home poet 
I share so many of those memories. Sigh…..
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I had to pare down the memories to these…..so many changes we’e seen in our lifetimes and, we pray, we live much longer to see more 🙂 Merry Christmas season to you! So nice to see your comment here 🙂
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Lots of wonderful reminiscences here, Lillian. I love the photos and the photographic memories! My son is fascinated to learn from me how different the world was when I was young. Is the pace of change accelerating now, or is that just an illusion?
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I think, at least for me, when we get to the seventh decade….there is so much behind us and much less in front of us….so therefore time seems to progress faster as it has less of a distance to go….if that makes sense? But whenever anyone complains about getting older, my response is always, the same….and aren’t we glad we are!
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The other side of my Gene Autry Christmas record.
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Oh my gosh!!!! Thank you for this! I’d forgotten about his records….I had some of them too. 78 RPMs and they were so thick! I just grinned when I heard his voice here 🙂
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Love these memories! You picture file has many treasures!
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So glad you enjoyed, Nan! Some of these pics are from the web. But that’s obviously me and my pal, Junie. Maybe age 5 or 6? And that’s me and my brother with my gramma and grampa (my dad’s folks) in Florida where they lived. Really shows the age difference between Chuckie and me. Sorry — I have always called him Chuckie! 🙂
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Sharing the sigh!
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Glad you enjoyed…..so many memories….I pared this down a lot. Fun to think of these things though and it always seems to happen this time of year 🙂
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So true!
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I have become my grandmother too! I even look like her, a fact which I’m quite happy about…
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It’s interesting to see how our features change as we get older…..and our habits….and our memories of what was increase because there’s more “was” behind us! 🙂
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