This is the absolute truth. My Dad was laid off just before Christman. My Mom sat us all down, I was 7 or 8, and she said, 'Kids, there's No Santa Claus and the Monkees aren't real musicians."
I was 8. It was 1967. The aroma of stuffed cabbage (halupki) and kielbasa and perogies would permeate my Grandmother's kitchen. Whatever she put in the broth to boil the cabbage, I will never know....but I can still smell its wonder 58 years later. I am 66. On Friday nights my parents would drop...
Oh I love "Theme from a Summer Place." it is a piece of music that transforms me back to my being a child on the beach. I think I will find it on youtube and play it now!
Hi all.it has been a long time since I wrote on this forum. But bless y'all....For me the hardest part about getting old is having no one to talk to ,,,and having great friends who have passed on. I do not know whom to trust or even talk to. Isolation is my reality. sorry to bother you. I just...
The year 2025 seems so darn strange. Impossible actually.
I remember when I was in 3rd grade a friend and I were trying to figure out the year we would graduate high school - after some advanced mathematics we discovered we would graduate way way way in the future.: 1977 to be exact -
I...
It is totally unfathomable how a 20-year-old genius can sum up the feelings of someone 50 years old. But this youngster from the iron ore range of Norhern Minnesota -- a complete unknown - nailed the nostalgia completely. It brings me to tears:
oh Johnny Horton! love him. He used to be a History teacher in high school and he originally wrote these to his students. People used to learn history through stories. not like today.