I'm in the striped shirt. Kohlers was one of two drugstores in our one stoplight small Southern town (we did have a caution light, too:-). Kohlers had the jukebox and cherry cokes. Thomas' Drugs had the Romance magazines and didn't care if you sat in there and read them. The only movie theatre, owned by V.L. Mungo, the Dodgers old star, had burned down, but a drive-in nineteen miles away welcomed us (sometimes in the car trunk). Simple times. You locked your door only when you went to bed or out of town and everybody in town watched out for you. Days of party lines and no answering machines. TV was available, but not common in this relatively poor town. Families had only one car, but still managed to get where they wanted.
Ah...nostalgia. I do miss the innocence.
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Times were truly better back then. Would like to say I'm not old enough to remember those, but that wouldn't be true. Good memories though!
I know...I spilled my age range there, too. And yes, the memories were good ones.
After this afternoon, I do miss the innocence. I want a Cherry Coke and a Romance magazine to read while I come down from the adrenaline rush of having an escaped con in my best friends neighborhood today!
hi erin
we quite often have police copters circling at night over our area. It's scarey!
When I was grade school age (in Minneapolis), there was still a soda fountain in the corner drugstore two blocks from our house. The soda fountain closed not long after we moved to the neighborhood, though the drugstore stayed open for many more years. I spent the equivalent of a small gross national product on comic books at the drugstore back in the late 1960's (comic books were not yet a major hot industry).
Cherry cokes... oh, the time travel...
Ryan and Lyle...thanks for commenting.
Lyle, if I'd kept the comic books I bought back then for a pittance, I'd be rich:-)
There's absolutely nothing like drinking a soda from the fountain, all the way from the taste, to the pleasure of seeing it stream out in just the right amounts from the nozzles. Sighhh. We also had a barbecue grill in town. Presses was the name of the place. Teeny. Best barbecue ever. I would save my allowance so I could buy one a week after school. Those were the days I could eat like a pig and never gain weight.
and thanks for the good wishes above!
Hi Ellen
Remind me sometime to send you some via email complete with bobby sox and other fashions of the time:-)
would've been a neat time to experience. Maybe one day they'll have time-travel tours.
great haiku too.
Time travel...now you've given me an idea for a future blog post:-)
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