Do you remember when the smell of fresh lemons in the house meant your mom just dusted all the wood furniture?
Do you remember when wood furniture was made out of solid wood?
Do you remember when the remote control for the TV was the youngest child in the room having to get up and change it to the channel the parents dictated?
Do you remember when you were happy because you weren’t the youngest child in the room?
Do you remember when air conditioning was only for rich people and yet you were able to survive without it?
Do you remember when your air conditioning was open windows and you were serenaded to sleep every night by the sound of locusts and crickets?
Do you remember when as a child you looked forward to Saturday mornings because that was the only time cartoons were on?
Do you remember Hadji, Gumby, Deputy Dawg, Droopy, Wile E. Coyote, Felix, Mac and Tosh, Tom and Jerry, and all the other favorites?
Remember when each family had their own distinct whistle that the father would do to call the kids home?
Do you remember when in the summer you could go outside and play all day with friends without contact with your parents and they didn’t have to worry about you?
Do you remember when doors were only locked when no one was going to be home for hours and it was safe to do so?
Do you remember when the outdoors was the television set and your imagination was the Xbox?
Do you remember when if you did something wrong you knew you were going to get a spanking with a hand, fly swatter, switch, or belt and no one called it abuse; it was called parenting?
Do you remember when families ate every dinner together every evening?
Do you remember when teachers would make you sit in a corner for acting up or send you to see the principal?
Do you remember when the board of education was a wooden paddle the principal had to adjust attitudes and used it?
Do you remember when talking back to a teacher not only got you punished at school, but they made sure to inform your parents of your behavior so your parents could reinforce the punishment?
Do you remember when adults were ‘sir’ or ‘ma’am’ and addressed so every time you spoke with them?
Do you miss those days now that you remember when?
I sure do.