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I remember it all. It seems to me I enjoyed those days more than I do the electronic days we live in now. BVD's and all.
Fred

Brings back memories, Tom. Today, when I see an old pinball machine, I can't help stopping to play it.

I have a similar story I will post. It's called, "Just Imagine."
Mike

I won't bother posting the story. I see I already did. Here's the link to it
http://ourecho.com/story-2590-Just-Imagine.shtml

I enjoyed it, Tom! A very nice tribute to a "simpler time." I, too, fret about the young people of today, with their unending electronic assault. When/How will they develop their creativity? Learn to think? Dream? Carol

This piece reminded me of meeting friends at Woolen’s Drug Store, where you could buy a cherry coke, listen to the Beach Boys on the jukebox, and play pinball on a rainy Saturday afternoon. How can playing an electronic game, alone, be considered fun? BJ

Your last sentence sums it up beautifully...yep, you did good and had a ball in the process. Kinda makes one feel sad for the young folks of today who missed out on living life in simpler times.
Keep your stories a-coming so we readers can keep enjoying 'em. ~ Susan in Georgia

Hi Tom,
Thank-you for the trip back to simpler times when children actually played outside with no electronic games or gadgets and exercised by creating fun sports with a ball and a broomstick bat. Young imaginations have taken a backseat to the era of computers, Ipods and DVD players. Now I realize why my parents often used the term "the good ole days" because, yes, they really were.
Blessings,
Sandi in FL.

Hi Sandi, thank you for your kind and generous comment on this story. Yes,we seem to be livng now in an age when the value of a unique imagination is being diminished by ready-made gadgets and quick-fix answers to all our problems. Perhaps, those among us who write can help furnish the spark to rekindle the flame of imagination in future generations. Tom

We did better than good, Tom. Thanks for sharing. Brings back memories of a great time when life seemed peaceful. Money was tight then, too, but we never knew we were poor. We just enjoyed life to its fullest. Great story. Janet