[Van Hagar]

Another of the great vocalists of the 70s (and beyond) Daryl Hall.

[hawg laig]

The music of the 70’s was great, but for every rock standard you got, you got an equal dose of disco tripe. Polyester clothing became popular much to my chagrin. I was and still am a hairy fellow and polyester fabric would literally pluck the hairs from my body. Leisure suits were the greatest affront to men’s clothing ever but followed closely by men’s platform shoes. I still am amazed how women walk in heels. We were free. No cameras or video to catch you screwing up. No phone where people could instantly reach you. Used muscle cars were affordable to teenagers. You could disappear all day and your parents didn’t panic. We carried pocket knives to school but never once thought about stabbing someone. We usually had guns in our vehicles to either go hunting of rat shooting after school but nobody shot someone else. Fights were with fists and feet and when somebody finally had enough, it was over. Folks were rarely knocked out, but the battle ended there. You won, lost or tied, now time to move on and get over hurt little feelings or damaged pride. I wish my kids could have experienced it.

[hawg laig]

I’ve got add Adidas country leather tennis shoes were the greatest ever. How I wish they would bring them back.

[Old School Hound]

The music of the 70’s was great, but for every rock standard you got, you got an equal dose of disco tripe. Polyester clothing became popular much to my chagrin. I was and still am a hairy fellow and polyester fabric would literally pluck the hairs from my body. Leisure suits were the greatest affront to men’s clothing ever but followed closely by men’s platform shoes. I still am amazed how women walk in heels. We were free. No cameras or video to catch you screwing up. No phone where people could instantly reach you. Used muscle cars were affordable to teenagers. You could disappear all day and your parents didn’t panic. We carried pocket knives to school but never once thought about stabbing someone. We usually had guns in our vehicles to either go hunting of rat shooting after school but nobody shot someone else. Fights were with fists and feet and when somebody finally had enough, it was over. Folks were rarely knocked out, but the battle ended there. You won, lost or tied, now time to move on and get over hurt little feelings or damaged pride. I wish my kids could have experienced it.

 We really did have a sense of freedom back then . Simple pleasures. Now we are enslaved by , and addicts of , technology. With every decade , a budding new "advancement that is supposed to make our lives better . But does it really?  I think we sacrifice something with each new age advancement. I think we sacrifice personal freedoms, personal interraction, communicating with one another on a real personal level. Walk anywhere now and you'll see most people staring intently at a smartphone.

Remember writing letters, instead of sending a text, or an email? Remember actually telling someone dear to you that you loved them instead of sending a  heart emoji. I appreciate techno;ogy, but I also recognize that it has cost us something precious. We have become slaves of the machines we invented, and lost a part of our humanity in the process.


"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose."  --- Kris Kristofferson / Janis Joplin

[Old School Hound]

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[hawg laig]

I still write letters to people I care for and I save everyone I receive. It means they took their time to express thoughts on paper and let me know by doing that, I am worth that time.

[Old School Hound]

I still write letters to people I care for and I save everyone I receive. It means they took their time to express thoughts on paper and let me know by doing that, I am worth that time.

Good for you. I wish more people still did that. A text or email just isn't the same as taking the time out tro write someone something personal in your own handwriting. There's something so nice about getting a letter in the mail. We've lost a lot of our personal touch over the decades and that loss is far more insidious that what most people realize. We don't communicate in the same personal, intimate manner that we did in simpler times. It's like people today are always too busy with things that really dont matter; things that rob us of time spent with the people that should matter to us the most. Then you turn around one day and all those people that mattered most are gone. We're left with our machines and nothing else. Our days are spent living on the edge of nowhere...

I miss the days of just simple, good ol' country comfort at my grandparents' home back in the '70s. Life was so good back then. We thought it would never end. Oh, how wrong we were.


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