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Robb.hisself said:
In my day we sent Christmas cards during the holidays. Some would have a picture of the family or a note with news of this or that that happened this year.

You worked all weekend long signing them, looking up the addresses, telephoning some to confirm the address was current, then stamping and mailing them Then little by little answers would arrive more and more as Christmas got closer.

Today? No cards or letters. The occasional email with a hello. Can't display these across the fireplace mantle. No sense of family 'being there' with you for the season. Just nothing. And, that's it. Just not the same. No growing anticipation for the arrival of Christmas day. It just comes and then is gone.
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It IS sad and impersonal, isn't it. I like Snail Mail so much better than Email. Growing up I always had Pen Pals from all over. It was so much fun to get and exchange letters!
 
Bomb Shelters, getting under the Desk, Fountain Pens, saying the Pledge of Allegiance and Prayer every morning....

My life of Crime in a small town where everybody knew everybody.... - at about 10 year old or so, I was stealing empty Coke Bottles to turn in for deposit money - from a Gas Station late one evening. The Owner saw me but I was too fast and climbed a fence to make my getaway. Scot free.....
Dad called me from work the next day......like a Cat toying with the Rat before killing it.....It was soon apparent I was not quite the Criminal Mastermind that I had thought I was.... Turns out the Owner knew Dad real well and my goose was well cooked....
The very few times I tried to get away with anything wrong - I was usually caught and dealt with in a swift, decisive and painful manner.... ha!
It was for the best.
ha !
 
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used to give our women a sexy big wooden club over the head, and then drag them by the hair to our caves where they cooked the dinasaurs for us..... ​

.... nowadays though, they expect, bunches of flowers, boxes of chocolates and even tubs of ice cream.... and if they don't get them, they give us a clout around the ears... 😊 ​

 
Text and emails have made writing letters a dying art. So argues Sarah O'Grady in The Daily Express newspaper. Sixty percent of adults have sent fewer than five handwritten letters in the past decade.

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Back in the day, we all wrote letters, most of us didn't even know what was meant by qwerty, let alone own a typewriter. The telephone only became affordable in the 60's so all communication was done by mail, as in handwritten letters. Something that I still do.

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Chet said:
Back in my day, we weren't bussed to school. We walked. Elementary school was around the corner and a block away. High school was up the hill. I'd walk home for lunch and walk back up. It was uphill both ways. 😊
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I lived that life into the 4th grade. Then we moved out to the sticks as family fortunes fell, and I walked 3/4 mile to the bus stop. Younger siblings walked a mile to a two-room schoolhouse. I forgot to mention the snowdrifts each Winter. Dodging plows when they came through and then climbing 12 foot piles of snow to await the bus.

I recently checked that area on Google Maps and very little remains besides the houses of the one or two well off families. Everything else has been bulldozed and gentrified.
 
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Back in the day when my sister and I were allowed to stay with our grandparents for a week during the school holidays, we used to hate it when it was time for baths as they didn't have hot water installed and had to heat the copper and slowly get a bucket to pour into the bath. It took ages to fill and one time we forgot the toothpaste and had to clean our teeth with bar soap. No wonder we never wanted to go back.
 
Back in my day it was safe for kids to be outside all day long in the summertime. My friends and I used to travel too. We'd go to the art museum or the science museum in the city by bus. We'd buy our lunches from our allowance money. The older kids would look after the younger kids and we had such fun learning.

In summer, we'd stay out from morning until the street lights came on at night and again, the older kids looked after the younger kids. We learned to be responsible and live in the REAL world because there was no artificial world back then, there being no internet at the time. We all learned so much everyday and how to actually live life and have fun at the same time while coping with any problems that came our way.
 
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