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"Why do birds suddenly appear, every time, you are near? Just like me, they long to be, close to you. "
When I was a kid I went through my Carpenters phase. I remember listening to Karen Carpenters voice as a 1st grader on the radio in Falls Church, Va. in our Tyler Gardens apartment.
Something about our few years in the Tyler Gardens apartment has recently bubble in my memory. Walking to school and having the State Theatre right next to us. It was a town that was minutes from Washington D.C. It was a time of Richard Nixon when as a 1st grader we would walk to school and learn a song that we had no idea what it meant. To the melody of the french children's song which I can't spell but sounds like "FREARA CHOCKA"
Marijuana, marijuana
LSD, LSD
Nixon Makes, Agnew tastes it
Why can't we, why can't we
I have recently started watching a show called Mad Men. Granted it takes place 10 years before my time in Falls Church, Va. but as a kid I saw parents who were remnants from that same era of course.
In the early to mid 70's I had a friend whose mom and dad had a den with a huge album collection and they had a reel to reel tape player with dozens of recordings by Frank Sinatra. They were very hip but in what seemed a responsible way.
My family was not of that caliber. They were more of the Rock n Roll era with the likes of Chuck Berry, Elvis, etc.
My mom, aunts and uncles would have parties where they would push the furniture back so they could dance. We were the kids that would jump and dance once in awhile and sneak sips of drinks left forgotten.
In Mad Men, one of the main characters has a daughter that makes drinks for her parents on Saturday afternoons. There wasn't any apologies about it, it was the way it was. There is another scene where the same family are out on a picnic and when they decide to leave they shake all the garbage off their blanket and leave. No apologies there either. I like the show, it seems authentic to me. Not that any of those things are acceptable now but it reflects a time when we had excess and didn't know better. It was the perfect pre-show for what would become the 1960's.
I wonder, as our children grow, what we have set as a pre-show?
When I was a kid I went through my Carpenters phase. I remember listening to Karen Carpenters voice as a 1st grader on the radio in Falls Church, Va. in our Tyler Gardens apartment.
Something about our few years in the Tyler Gardens apartment has recently bubble in my memory. Walking to school and having the State Theatre right next to us. It was a town that was minutes from Washington D.C. It was a time of Richard Nixon when as a 1st grader we would walk to school and learn a song that we had no idea what it meant. To the melody of the french children's song which I can't spell but sounds like "FREARA CHOCKA"
Marijuana, marijuana
LSD, LSD
Nixon Makes, Agnew tastes it
Why can't we, why can't we
I have recently started watching a show called Mad Men. Granted it takes place 10 years before my time in Falls Church, Va. but as a kid I saw parents who were remnants from that same era of course.
In the early to mid 70's I had a friend whose mom and dad had a den with a huge album collection and they had a reel to reel tape player with dozens of recordings by Frank Sinatra. They were very hip but in what seemed a responsible way.
My family was not of that caliber. They were more of the Rock n Roll era with the likes of Chuck Berry, Elvis, etc.
My mom, aunts and uncles would have parties where they would push the furniture back so they could dance. We were the kids that would jump and dance once in awhile and sneak sips of drinks left forgotten.
In Mad Men, one of the main characters has a daughter that makes drinks for her parents on Saturday afternoons. There wasn't any apologies about it, it was the way it was. There is another scene where the same family are out on a picnic and when they decide to leave they shake all the garbage off their blanket and leave. No apologies there either. I like the show, it seems authentic to me. Not that any of those things are acceptable now but it reflects a time when we had excess and didn't know better. It was the perfect pre-show for what would become the 1960's.
I wonder, as our children grow, what we have set as a pre-show?