GOOD OLD DAYS

I WAS BORN IN 1921,
B.C.--BEFORE COMPUTERS
ALSO BEFORE RADIOS
TV AND MOTOR SCOOTERS.

WE HEATED OUR HOUSE
WITH A WOOD-BURNING STOVE,
AND A KEROSENE LAMP GAVE US LIGHT.
WE CARRIED OUR WATER FROM A WELL,
AND WE TUB-BATHED ON SATURDAY NIGHT.

OUR BATHROOM WAS AN OUTHOUSE,
AND WE NEVER BOUGHT TOILET TISSUE.
AN OLD SEARS CATALOG SERVED US WELL.
SO PAPER WAS NEVER AN ISSUE.

OUR WASH MACHINE WAS TURNED BY HAND,
AND THE CLOTHES WERE DRIED IN THE SUN.
THE IRONS WERE HEATED ON THE KITCHEN STOVE.
WOMEN'S WORK WAS NEVER DONE.

A BATTERY-POWERED RADIO
WAS MY DAD'S PROUD POSSESSION.
EACH NIGHT HE LISTENED TO AMOS AND ANDY.
IT WAS HIS SOLE OBSESSION.

MY GRANDKIDS OFTEN FEEL SORRY FOR ME,
THEY THINK I NEVER HAD FUN.
BUT I THANK GOD FOR THOSE GOOD OLD DAYS,
I CHERISH EVERY ONE.......


(The Old Hillbilly)