Something completely different – for those born before 1945

submitted by Jim Michael

We are the survivors

We were born before television, before penicillin, polio shots, frozen food, Xerox, plastic contact lenses, videos, Frisbees and the pill. We were before dishwashers, tumble driers, electric blankets, air conditioners, drip dry clothes…………………..and before moonwalking. We got married first and then lived together (how quaint can you be?). We thought “fast food” was what you ate at Lent, a “Big Mac” was an oversized raincoat, and crumpet was what you had for tea. We existed before househusbands, computer dating, dual careers, and when a “meaningful relationship” meant getting along with cousins, and sheltered accommodation was where you waited for a bus. We were before day centres, group homes and disposable nappies. We never heard of FM radio, tape decks, electric typewriters, artificial hearts, word processors, yoghurt, and young men wearing earrings. For us “time sharing” meant togetherness, a “chip” was a piece of wood or fried potatoes, “hardwear” meant nuts and bolts and “softwear” was not even a word. Before 1945 “Made in Japan” meant junk, a stud was something that fastened the collar to the shirt and going all the way meant staying on a double-decker to the bus depot. Pizzas, McDonalds, and instant coffee were unheard of. In our day cigarette smoking was fashionable, grass was mown, coke was kept in the coal house, a joint was a piece of meat you had on Sundays and pot was something you cooked in. Rock music was a grandmother’s lullaby, Eldorado was an ice-cream, a gay person was the life and soul of the party, while Aids meant beauty treatments or for people in trouble.

We who were born before 1940 must be a hardy bunch when you think of the way in which the world has changed and the adjustments we have had to make. No wonder we are confused and there is a generation gap today, but, by the grace of God:

We have survived.

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