Memories aren’t chronological, or even necessarily accurate. Some may pre-date your surgery; some be from afterwards. So when I find myself shoveling back into my past, the items flashing upon my mind’s screen come from all over the place. In my case, from the Forties, the Fifties, the Sixties, all the way up to the present. I could have done without Donald Trump, but perhaps we’ll even survive him, although I have my doubts occasionally. The times have been incredible. When I wander backwards, some of the things that pop up include… Studebakers… mimeograph machines… dial phones… Sea of Love (Phil Phillips) & Beyond the Sea (Bobby Darin)… first read of Joyce’s Ulysses… Freddie Friehoffer horse-drawn bakery wagons… round TV screens… dial telephones & party lines… automobile fins… my first kiss from a girl in the 4th grade… 25¢ draft beer… playing R&R (ring and run)… Wednesday & Friday night fights on TV… white wall tires… “I Love Lucy”… the butterscotch ’54 Chevy in which I learned to drive… Saturday morning kid’s matinees, complete with newsreel, cowboy serial, lots of Looney Tunes cartoons, plus a feature film… “I Like Ike”… stickball with a garage wall catcher… penny candy… transistor radios… George Carlin as the Hippy Dippy weatherman… “It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World”… bell bottom trousers… Sonny and Cher… Route 66 (the Mother Road)… bagging groceries at 50¢ an hour plus tips… what’re yours?
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