MY FINAL THOUGHT

Hello Everyone!

I want to wish everyone a happy February and I hope you all had a great holiday season, and the new year is treating you well.

In January, I took my annual trek to Las Vegas with my brothers Steve, Larry and a friend Bob. I had a great time (as usual). Don't worry everyone, Vegas still has a lot of money if you plan to go.

My personal get well wishes go out to my Mom who has had several health issues over the past couple months. Keep my mom in your thoughts and prayers for a quick and full recovery.

If you haven't already, please take a couple minutes and vote for you favorite parts of the McCarty Metro on the Awards page. Everyone (including myself) puts their time in to help create this site, and this allows them to be recognized for their wonderful efforts.

There is an old saying "Time Flies When Your Having Fun". Unfortunately, especially as I get older, it seems like it flies all the time. The days just seem to get sewn together, especially though the regimen of everyday life. That is why I really look forward to the "special times", like being with my brothers in Vegas, or traveling with Margaret to Oregon to visit, holding my granddaughter, looking forward to spending time with my new grandson, being with close friends and loved ones. I know we tend to "Stop, and smell the roses" when on vacation, but do we really realize that we should be doing that in our everyday life. With the days, that quickly turn into weeks, which quickly turn into months, I realize just how short life is, and one of my resolutions this year is to enjoy the "simple" things in life and not take things for granted.

I realize I am getting older. My final thought I leave you with is a little mental quiz. See if you can figure out how old Grandma is.

HOW OLD IS GRANDMA?
The Answer Is At The End

One evening a grandson was talking to his grandmother about current events. The grandson asked his grandmother what she thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general. The Grandmother replied...

"Well, let me think a minute, I was born before television, penicillin, polio shots, frozen foods, Xerox,  contact lenses, Frisbees and the pill. There were no credit cards, laser beams or ball-point pens. Man had not yet invented pantyhose, air conditioners, dishwashers, or clothes dryers. The clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air. Man hadn't yet walked on the moon.

Your Grandfather and I got married first, and then lived together. Every family we knew had a father and a mother. Until I was 25, I called every man older than me, "Sir." And after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, "Sir." We were before gay-rights, computer-dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group therapy. Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense. We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions. Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege. We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent. Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins. Draft dodgers were those who closed front doors as the evening breeze started. Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends -not purchasing condominiums. 

We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CD's, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings. We listened to Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President's speeches on our radios. And I don't ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey. If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan ' on it, it was junk. The term 'making out' referred to how you did on your school exam. Pizza Hut, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of. We had 5 &10-cent stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents. Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel. And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards. You could buy a new Ford Coupe for $600, but who could afford one? Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon.

In my day "grass" was mowed, "coke" was a cold drink, "pot" was something your mother cooked in and "rock music" was your grandmother's lullaby. "Aids" were helpers in the Principal's office, "chip" meant a piece of wood, "hardware" was found in a hardware store and "software" wasn't even a word.

And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder people call us "old and confused" and say there is a generation gap. How old do you think I am? I bet you have this old lady in mind. You are in for a shock! 

This woman would be only 61 years old, Born in 1952.

Here's to the good ol' days... not so very long ago!

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