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Rex Allen McCoy
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0 posted 02-25-2001 11:43 PM       View Profile for Rex Allen McCoy   Email Rex Allen McCoy   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Rex Allen McCoy's Home Page   View IP for Rex Allen McCoy

Close your eyes.....And go back in
time......Before the internet or the
MAC, Before semi automatics and

Before SEGA or Super Nintendo.....


I'm talkin' bout hide and go seek at dusk.  Sittin' on the
porch, hot
bread and butter.  The Good Humor man, Red light/Green light,
milk, Lunch tickets, Penny candy in a brown paper

Playin' Pinball in the corner store.  Hopscotch,
Doubledutch, Jacks, kickball, dodgeball.  Mother, May

Red Rover and Roly Poly, Hula Hoops and Sunflower Seeds, Jolly
Banana Splits, Wax Lips and Mustaches. Running through the

The smell of the sun and lickin' salty


Watchin' Saturday Morning cartoons, Fat
Albert, Road Runner, He-Man, The
Three Stooges, and Bugs....

Or back
further, listening to Superman on the radio, Catchin' lightning
bugs in a
jar, Playing with a sling shot.

When around the corner seemed far away,
and going downtown seemed like
going somewhere.

trees....An ice cream cone on a warm summer night,
chocolate or vanilla or
strawberry, or maybe butter pecan.  A cherry
coke from the fountain at
the corner drug store.

A million mosquito bites and sticky fingers, Cops
and Robbers, Cowboys
and Indians, Sittin' on the curb, Jumpin down the

Jumpin' on the bed.....Pillow fights, runnin' till you were out
breath.  Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt.....Being tired
playin'.....Remember that?

ain't finished just

Eating Kool-aid powder with sugar.....  Remember
when.....When there
were two types of sneakers, for girls and for boys, (Keds
& PF Flyers)

When it took five minutes for the TV to warm
up, if  you even had one?
When nearly everyone's mom was at home when
the kids got there?  When
nobody owned a purebred dog.  When a
quarter was a decent allowance, and
another quarter a miracle.  When
milk went up one cent and everyone talked
about it for weeks?  When
you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.
When girls neither dated nor
kissed until late high school, if then.
When your Mom wore nylons that came
in two pieces.
When all of your male teachers wore neckties and female
teachers had
their hair done, every day.

When you got your windshield
cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped,
without asking, for free, every

And you didn't pay for air.  And, you got trading stamps to

When laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels hidden
the box.  When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed him
or use
him to carry groceries, and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing

When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to
dinner at a
real restaurant with your parents.  When they threatened to
keep kids
back a grade if they failed...and did!

When being sent to
the principal's office was nothing compared to the
fate that awaited a
misbehaving student at home.

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....and some of us are
still afraid of 'em!

Didn't that feel good......just to go back and say,
"Yeah, I remember

There's nothing like the good old days!
They were good then, and
they're good now when we think about

Share some of these thoughts with a friend who can relate, then
share it
with someone that missed out on them....

I want to go back to
the time when........

Decisions were made by going
"eeny-meeney-miney-mo."  Mistakes were
corrected by simply exclaiming,
"do over!

"Race issue" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.
issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "Monopoly."

It wasn't
odd to have two or three "best" friends.
Being old referred to anyone over
The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was

It was magic when dad would "remove" his thumb.
It was
unbelievable that dodgeball wasn't an Olympic event.

Having a weapon in
school meant being caught with a slingshot.

Nobody was prettier than
Mom.  Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made

Getting a
foot of snow was a dream come true.
Olly-olly-oxen-free" made perfect

Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for
The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.

was a card game.
Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.

Taking drugs
meant orange-flavored chewable aspirin.
Older siblings were the worst
tormentors, but also the fiercest

If you can remember most
or all of these, then you have really

Pass this on to
anyone who may need a break from their "grown up"


Rex Allen McCoy
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1 posted 02-25-2001 11:50 PM       View Profile for Rex Allen McCoy   Email Rex Allen McCoy   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Rex Allen McCoy's Home Page   View IP for Rex Allen McCoy

Found this in my E-Mail ... Dear God ... I don't think it's De Ja Vu!
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2 posted 02-25-2001 11:50 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Thanks for the memories, Rex! You bought a smile to my heart! Yes, I sure do remember those days!
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3 posted 02-26-2001 12:09 AM       View Profile for Elizabeth Cor   Email Elizabeth Cor   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Elizabeth Cor

You know how in elementary school, at some point during the class, the teacher will take out this lengthy laminated time line of the Earth? And show you the eras, and the millions of years in each? And the kids all gather round and look at the amount of ages that the Dinosaurs existed, and how loooong the Earth has been around...
and then the teacher points out this itty bitty little space at the end that marks how long humans have been around. And all the kids get wide eyes and you can just hear the wheels in their heads spinning, trying to comprehend the insignificance of that frame of time? Well thatís how I feel now LOL

Geesh, I don't even remember record albums...

[This message has been edited by Elizabeth Cor (edited 02-26-2001).]
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4 posted 02-26-2001 11:22 AM       View Profile for Elizabeth   Email Elizabeth   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Elizabeth's Home Page   View IP for Elizabeth

I know childhood was Care Bears and Muppets, playing Star Wars with my cousins and sister, them playing Pac-Man, etc....*sigh* what can I say, I was an '80s child!
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5 posted 02-26-2001 11:45 AM       View Profile for Alicat   Email Alicat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alicat

Heh...thanks Rex for the wild ride. And believe it or not, despite my 'young' age, I still recall fondly many of the things mentioned...even played all those games. Despite how I feel about the 70's as a whole, which I consider to be the ugliest, tackiest, most tasteless decade ever to be pertetrated upon mankind, it was still the decade I started out in, 1970, to be exact. Lucky for me, and I even viewed it this way back then, I was raised on a prison farm (dad was a guard) some 14 miles out of town, and grew up surrounded by the sheer beauty of Nature. And my dad, born in 30, brought to our little lives the things he enjoyed when he was our age. Shoot, he still has a huge record library...33 1/3 and 78 RPM's, and his turntable, with a penny taped to the stylus arm to prevent skipping. I grew up on slides of far away places, and reel-to-reel recordings (before us kids ruined them by rolling them down the hallway....I still remember the lickin and lecture, but deserved it). The threat which carried the most weight was indeed, 'Wait until your Father gets home.....', and unlike today, it wasn't an empty one. But all things change, not always for the better. The woods I haunted have been cleared for waterfront housing. The blackberries died off from over-pruning (they looked too cluttered and lowered property value, so they said). The tree which always held a fort, or at least a few nailed up sticks of rickety wood, was hit by lightning and cut down...not even the stump remains anymore. So though I hear, from time to time, 'Oh, how wonderful it would to go back,' some places exist only in memory, though it's sad to say.

Thanks again for the smiles and memories, Rex.

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6 posted 02-26-2001 03:36 PM       View Profile for DancinQueen   Email DancinQueen   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for DancinQueen

well i remember most of them...but the rest i wasnt born yet

§Sometimes the hardest thing to get over, is something you never really had§
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7 posted 02-26-2001 07:15 PM       View Profile for LoveBug   Email LoveBug   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for LoveBug

I guess I'm just too young... my childhood consisted of Mario Brothers (THE FIRST ONE!), Disney Movies, and Little House on the Prarie books. We never had an ice cream truck, either!
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8 posted 02-26-2001 08:58 PM       View Profile for warmhrt   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for warmhrt

Yes, thank you, Rex, for a very warm, nostalgic trip...chasing lightening bugs on a warm summer evening, dew on the grass, the moon and stars above...delightful!
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9 posted 02-26-2001 10:59 PM       View Profile for Kit McCallum   Email Kit McCallum   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Kit McCallum

Oh, I needed that Rex ... not only are we from the same town,
but definately the same era! I remember pretty much every single one
of these so very fondly ... smiles, smiles, smiles ... thank you for
the wonderful trip down memory lane!

[This message has been edited by Kit McCallum (edited 02-26-2001).]
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10 posted 02-27-2001 06:29 PM       View Profile for Dopey Dope   Email Dopey Dope   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Dopey Dope

Ah yes, memories that I too had......

I may be almost 18....but I watched He-man too!

I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust.

I'm in love with my shadow
I admire it daily
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11 posted 02-27-2001 06:57 PM       View Profile for Isis   Email Isis   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Isis's Home Page   View IP for Isis

This is absolutely brilliant Rex!!!!! The good old days, life was simplier and had more value.... I pity our kids, won't have these memories, or ones nearly as good.
I try with my five year old son, to teach him these sort of values and play these games etc, but videos are much more fun Mum!!

I've been known to say this before, (but can't resisit the opportunity now), the world back then had values, values that are lost today.. We focused on the good etc, not on our ourselves so much as we do today.. And in doing so we've lost so much...

Thanks for sharing those Rex, it's a keeper!!


*War produces one thing - Cemetaries. And in cemetaries there are no enemies!*
~Isis~~Sovereign of the Spirit.

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12 posted 02-27-2001 07:00 PM       View Profile for Acies   Email Acies   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Acies

I don't think I'm old enough for all that
I do remember a song from the past though
it goes:
Let's do rex
rex rex bo bex
bananafana fo fex
me mi mo mex

"So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this give life to thee." W.S.
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13 posted 05-13-2009 02:37 PM       View Profile for mini poet   Email mini poet   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit mini poet's Home Page   View IP for mini poet

Someone care to explain ?
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14 posted 05-14-2009 12:20 PM       View Profile for latearrival   Email latearrival   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for latearrival

Rex.I think I am the only one who remembers all of it. I played every one of those games plus more. We used jack knives to play  property lines. We all had a jackknife to throw at the ground and mark off our land. I can not imagine any kid today being allowed to have a jackknfe because of the damage  it could and does cause. We never thought of doing anythng but whittle or play that game. We played  marbles, add Buck Buck, Old Mother Witch, Red Rover Red Rover, jump rope, Hopscotch, and we read books and rollar skated. We made race cars out of tomato boxes. They were long and more round at the top and narrow at the bottom. My dad had a car with a rumble seat and running boards. Boy those really were wonderful days to grow up in. And that  was  during the depression!  We used any kind of round tub for a sled and rolled down hills encased in old tires when there was no snow. Thanks for  adding this.I have  had it in my e-mail a few times and going back a few years but it is always a good reminder.   latearrival
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15 posted 05-14-2009 03:40 PM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Nah, late, move over on the bench, because I remember it too!

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16 posted 05-15-2009 11:08 AM       View Profile for sewasham   Email sewasham   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for sewasham

Thanks for those great memories Rex, I enjoyed that trip down memory lane. Take care and Have fun. Steve

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17 posted 05-15-2009 07:59 PM       View Profile for Titia Geertman   Email Titia Geertman   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Titia Geertman's Home Page   View IP for Titia Geertman

I'll join Late and Karilea on the bench, geez, I must be getting old remembering all those things LOL.

Like scattered words will flow

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18 posted 05-16-2009 01:33 AM       View Profile for Klassy Lassy   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Klassy Lassy

I remember, too....saddle shoes and anklets, home sewn dresses to wear to school, taking lunch in a square tin box or hot lunch with a ticket. I wore my hair to grade school in braids. Mom made my brother wear a piece of one of her nylon stockings on his head at night, trying to tame his unruly cowlicks.  

I remember playing outside after dark on summer nights, weeding the entire garden for a nickle, picking up buckets of rocks from the soil, and catching grasshoppers to be used as fish bait.  (I still think my brother and I did that because the handyman wanted us out of his hair!) We had roller skates that attached to the bottom of our shoes with a key. There were a couple boards across two limbs in a locust tree that was our treehouse, and we played there near the highway for hours, with hardly a car going by.  We rode the bus to school and walked a mile after we got off coming home. Stamps were 2 cents, and I remember wondering what the red flags on the boxes were for when I was very small.

I remember tomato soup and cheese sandwiches on cold winter nights while my mom knitted mittens and whistled under her breath.  We didn't have a tv, but sometimes we listened to Glen Miller or "The Syncopated Clock" on the phonograph.  My mom read stories to us at bedtime.

I remember, too, being told to mind my manners, not to interrupt, and to be seen and not heard around adults.  We used, "Ma'am" and "Sir" or "Mr.", "Mrs." or "Miss", please and thank you, and boys and men held the doors for women. I like now, the gentility when that happens, and being able to smile at someone during the day who has done that for me.

Recently, a friend of mine asked me to come have tea at Mc Donalds.  He's 80 years young.  We had lunch, and he paid.  I was almost embarrassed that he would not let me buy my own, but he said, "I've never let a woman pay in my life; this is how it's done!"  He walked me to my car.

He would remember all those things of yesteryear and some I can not, too.  We have quite a heritage, don't we?  I am a little sad that we did not hold on to some of it better.

Oh, yes... and I remember outhouses and Grandma plucking chickens on Saturday to fix for Sunday dinner after church.  She had an ice box, not a refrigerator.  There was no plumbing in the house...and the telephone was a square black box on the wall with a bell shaped ear piece.  You spoke into the box, and operators placed your call, when the line was not being used by your neighbors.  I inherited their 8-day wind up clock which chimed on the hour and the half hour ... Yes. I remember.

Thanks for sharing!    

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19 posted 05-16-2009 09:34 AM       View Profile for latearrival   Email latearrival   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for latearrival

---------------------------------------------Klassy Lassy We share a lot of the same memories,along with Karilea and others.Here's one I had posted a while back

Simple Things

I remember the smell
of tangerine skins
slowly baking on top
of kerosene burners
Where W.P.A. workers
warmed their cold frostbitten hands
I passed them every day
on the way to school
yes, I remember
simple things.

[This message has been edited by latearrival (12-31-2005 07:53 PM).]
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20 posted 05-16-2009 12:16 PM       View Profile for Christopher   Email Christopher   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Christopher

One could point out that it is likely that these days no longer exist because those who remember/lived it failed to adequately pass it along to their children.
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21 posted 05-17-2009 01:20 AM       View Profile for Klassy Lassy   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Klassy Lassy

That could certainly be part of it Christopher.  But, too, most generations look at their parents and declare they wouldn't be caught dead doing what their parents did.  Somethings don't change all that much.  LOL  I was simply remembering with a little nostalgia, life as I knew it in my younger years.  Can you go home again?  Maybe... in your mind, at least for a visit.  I enjoyed this.
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22 posted 05-17-2009 05:24 AM       View Profile for nakdthoughts   Email nakdthoughts   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for nakdthoughts

I enjoyed this Rex and Alicat's  memories too...and remember it all.

And sad to say I agree some with Christopher's response that the need/ want for more material things in life from ours and the next generations' children and those parents wanting to give their children more without many of them "earning" or  knowing what working for them was like, whether by having good grades or allowances for "doing" not just because you think you are entitiled to it, or the keeping up with the Jones clich', etc has helped  to be the undoing of a simpler and slower pace of family life.

Of course "progress" and technology, though having its good points, has also changed the focus of family life.

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23 posted 05-17-2009 10:55 AM       View Profile for Rex Allen McCoy   Email Rex Allen McCoy   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Rex Allen McCoy's Home Page   View IP for Rex Allen McCoy

I think you've hit the nail square on Maureen ... My sons and daughter have experienced a few of these old traditions, but more so from their cousins on the farm where they spent many sleepovers for weekends and holidays ... These traditions are passed on, more frequently in our rural communities and somewhat ignored in big city cultures ... sad
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24 posted 05-18-2009 12:14 AM       View Profile for sandgrain   Email sandgrain   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for sandgrain

Well, I just turned 74. Northern Wis. is where I grew up. I recall sliding down the dirt road hills on our metal lunch boxes in the winter walking home from our one room, 8 grade school. (about 5 miles) We always had home made bread sandwiches, and I envied kids with that beautifully textured, evenly sliced boughten bread. LOL

There was a bubbler for drinking water that was pumped and hauled from the school yard. A giant jar held the peppermint smelling paste that some kids ate. Our desks had inkwells but I don't recall having ink in them. My teacher lives there and still writes to me. That school closed when I was 9, but I'd gone to one in town that last year.

Because we were on 40 acres, about 7 miles from town,  my dad would've had to pay for the line, poles and labor to have electricity and phone installed.  So instead, we had lamps. Alladin lamps had mantles (not wicks) and burned quite bright.  

Our big dome top console radio brought Fibber McGee and Mollie, Intersangtum, and  my brother had a Captain Midnight badge. Capt. Midnight  was sponsored by Ovaltine, made in Villa Park, Il. where I lived for 30 years (1974-2004).

When I was 13, my dad built a home fronting a highway, where we had all the modern utilities (party line phone) and a snowplowed road in winter. That was the primary reason for our move.

I learned to drive an old car we had with a rumble seat.  I don't remember my dad ever driving it, but I drove in a figure 8, on the 5 acres next to our home.  The clutch grabbed, so it never started rolling, it lept.

Yep, I'm older than dirt and had a lot of fun getting here.

  God bless,
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