The following from the internet, and a little wordy, and not dealing strictly with genealogy, and of course nothing anyone of our listers would remember, but maybe something our elders experienced in the (g)olden days-- Stroll with me...close your eyes...and go back before the internet...before bombings, aids, herpes, before semiautomatics and crack...before SEGA or  Super intendo...way back!              I'm talking about sitting on the curb, sitting on the steps...about malt  shops,hide-and-go-seek, Simon says and red-light-green-light.  Lunch boxes  with a thermos... chocolate milk, going home for lunch, penny candy  from the store,hopscotch, butterscotch, skates with keys, jacks and Cracker Jacks, hula hoops and sunflower seeds, wax lips and mustaches, Mary Jane's,  saddle shoes and Chinos for the boys, and Coke bottles with the names of cities on the bottom. Cars had running boards. Some even had rumble seats. Remember when it took five minutes for the TV to warm up. When early  everyones's Mom was at home when the kids arrived home from school.When peanut butter had a quarter inch of oil floating on top, if you were lucky enough to get it. If you were Italian you had Bologna  sandwiches spread with “tub” butter from the tub at the market,  or for a snack, little dishes of seasoned oil to dip celery into..  When TV showed the test pattern most of the daytime hours.  When we used to sit around in the living room and listen to the radio.  When we had to squeeze a couple dozen oranges to make a pitcher of orange juice. Or, if Italian, we sqweezed two or three oranges into a picture of  ice and water with sugar to make Aranciata [Orange-ade] . When nobody owned a purebred dog.  When a quarter was a decent  allowance.  When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.         When your Mom wore nylons that came in two pieces and had seams down the back that had to be perfectly straight..  When all of your teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done every day and wore high heels, but not, if they were nuns. Remember running through the sprinkler, circle pins,  bobby pins, Mickey Mouse Club, Rocky and Bullwinkle, Kookla, Fran and Ollie,  Dick Clark's American Bandstand...John Cameron Swazye  giving the news report and advertsing TIMEX watches, all in black and white and your Mom made  you turn it off when a storm came, and when company was coming, Mom always left the porch light on.             When around the corner seemed far away and going downtown seemed like  going somewhere and you got all dressed up and didn’t wear jeans.  Climbing trees, making mud pies, making forts, lemonade stands, cops and  robbers,cowboys and indians, staring at clouds, jumping on the bed, or if you were Italian, making fresh pasta and sausage;... pillow fights,ribbon candy, angel hair on the Christmas tree and bubble lights and the Nativity Set beneath the tree, white gloves and “Spring” coats, walking to the movie theater, being shown to your seat by an usher with a flashlight, and being entertained with live organ music played before the movie began and the movies cost only .25  and you stay and watch it a 2nd time. Running till you were out of breath, your first haircut,  remember that? If you were poor, it would  done at the barber shop, whether you were a girl or a boy. Not stepping on a crack or you'd break your mother's back, paper chains  at Christmas, silhouettes of Lincoln and Washington, the smells of  school and paste and the smells of all the ethnic cooking in the neighborhood if you lived in one, and crocheted doilies on the tables. When you got your windshield cleaned, oiled checked and gas pumped  without asking -all for free- every time.  You didn't pay for air and you got  trading stamps to boot. When laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes  or towels hidden inside the box.  When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner to a  real restaurant with your parents.  When the worst thing you could do at  school was flunk a test or chew gum.  Or drop coke on the gymnasium floor, if you went to parochial school. The prom was in the gym or the lunchroom and you danced to a real orchestra. And if you went to parochial school,  the girls had to fishnet lace  their shoulders, because strapless gowns weren't allowed, and you had to slow dance  "leaving enough room for the Holy Spirit"  When they threatened to keep kids  back a grade if they failed--and they did it.   When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited the student at home. Unless your principal was a nun! Basically we were in fear for our  lives,  but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs etc.  Our  parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! But we survived because  their  love was so much greater than the threat.   Remember when people went steady; and girls wore a class ring with an inch of wrapped adhesive tape so it would fit their finger. When no one ever asked where the car keys were because they were always in the car, in the ignition, and the car and house doors were never locked. Remember having a curfew and obeying it, and gas costing a .25 a gallon. Remember playing baseball, stick ball and kick ball in a vacant lot with no adults needing to enforce the rules  of the game. And, with all our progress, don't you wish, that just once you  could slip back in time and savor the slower pace...and share it with the  children of today?                             The Lone Ranger and Tonto, "High Ho Silver, Away,…." "Who was that masked man?" The Shadow Knows...., Howdy Doody, [ and the Peanut Gallery]….Kukla Fran & Ollie, Roy Rogers and Dale Evans, “Happy Trails to you, until we meet again”…. Trigger and Buttermilk....., Red Skelton and Sid Ceasar and Imogene Coca and Perry Como crooning “come along with me, I’m on my way to the stars”; and your "Hit Parade". As well as the sound of a real mower on Saturday morning, watching cartoons, eating baked macaroni and cheese that did not come from a box, and summers filled with bike rides, baseball games, bowling, visits to the  pool, picnics, reading comic books, watering the garden, pickling vegetables, climbinbg trees and picking mulberries and eating more than made it into the house, feeding the pigeons, walking to the lake with the inner tube, polishing the “Shooter-Chute” [Slide] with wax paper so the slide down would be fast., eating Dream sickles, and fudge bars and icy watermelon on the front porch that had a glider to sit on. And sliding down a snowy hill on a big piece of linoleum, if you didn’t have a sled, eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar from the palm of you hand and drinking Hot Chocolate made from scratch, and going  for a “ride”  on Sunday afternoons or went viisiting and always brought something good to eat. >