When I was a kid -
Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2017 11:16 am
TV had Easter parades on every channel. All 3 of them. I lived on a street that ran from Lkwd Heights to Madison, and I knew the names of every family on both sides of the street. We had block parties almost every summer. We had Easter egg hunts, placed up and down the whole street. There were at least five or six families that we could exchange house keys with, in case any of us locked ourselves out, or needed help of some sort.
During the recession in the 50's, the factory my dad worked at shut it's doors for good leaving my dad unemployed for quite awhile.
BUT...he was a drummer, so we lived on the weekend jobs my dad used to play. Easter was almost as good as Christmas in getting toys, but after
losing the factory job, I remember getting underwear and/or sox for Christmas and for Easter, one of those tiny Easter baskets with 5 jelly beans and 5 foil wrapped chocolates in it. That would come from one of the neighbors, since everyone watched out for each other.
If we needed a plumber or some other house repairs, someone on the street either would help out, or know someone to help out and not even charge for it.
It was just "the thing to do". Mrs. Pierbeck would make creme puffs and give them out to every house on our part of the street. Ahhhh.
Today I was looking for Easter shows on TV. ( I'm still a kid inside.) The pickings are pretty thin. We don't know anyone on the street except a "Hi" relationship with 2 houses. We could use some plumbing and electrical work, but the "who do we know" thing is in the distant past.
Google doesn't have ANYTHING on it's face page showing that it's Easter'.... such as kid's art for the logo etc. WOW.
Am I bitter? Not really, even though Lakewoodites received a hose job by those involved.
SUGGESTION: Let's remember there are still some people that subscribe to the "be helpful, not hateful" belief. Let's remember why Easter exists. Let's remember that if you want to receive blessings, be a blessing to someone else. A kind word has power. It can turn a tear into a smile. Let's remember not to judge a book by it's cover. Let's remember to ....remember we can still be "kids inside". Happy Easter to everyone.
During the recession in the 50's, the factory my dad worked at shut it's doors for good leaving my dad unemployed for quite awhile.
BUT...he was a drummer, so we lived on the weekend jobs my dad used to play. Easter was almost as good as Christmas in getting toys, but after
losing the factory job, I remember getting underwear and/or sox for Christmas and for Easter, one of those tiny Easter baskets with 5 jelly beans and 5 foil wrapped chocolates in it. That would come from one of the neighbors, since everyone watched out for each other.
If we needed a plumber or some other house repairs, someone on the street either would help out, or know someone to help out and not even charge for it.
It was just "the thing to do". Mrs. Pierbeck would make creme puffs and give them out to every house on our part of the street. Ahhhh.
Today I was looking for Easter shows on TV. ( I'm still a kid inside.) The pickings are pretty thin. We don't know anyone on the street except a "Hi" relationship with 2 houses. We could use some plumbing and electrical work, but the "who do we know" thing is in the distant past.
Google doesn't have ANYTHING on it's face page showing that it's Easter'.... such as kid's art for the logo etc. WOW.
Am I bitter? Not really, even though Lakewoodites received a hose job by those involved.
SUGGESTION: Let's remember there are still some people that subscribe to the "be helpful, not hateful" belief. Let's remember why Easter exists. Let's remember that if you want to receive blessings, be a blessing to someone else. A kind word has power. It can turn a tear into a smile. Let's remember not to judge a book by it's cover. Let's remember to ....remember we can still be "kids inside". Happy Easter to everyone.