Life has a way
Of changing things.
We just can’t stay
In one spot.
That I can for sure say.
Gas was thirty cents a gallon,
Now we really have to pay.
Had no running water,
But what the hey.
We bathed from a pan of water,
Now it’s under a fancy shower.
We heated with a wood heater
In the living room
And froze at night in the winter
In our bedrooms
Even covered in quilts.
Many a morning I woke
With my eyelids glued together.
Had to use a warm washcloth
To get them parted.
Now we have heat pumps
That change back and forth
To set the inside climate.
Cars died before the 100k mark
Now they’re just broken in
When they hit there now.
We were poor dirt farmers
Doing the best we could.
They raised one son
Who now
Works in Security
Making good money.
And for the most of us
We called the previous days
The good ole ones.
But what will our children
Call these days
When they get old?
Who knows for sure,
But I bet to say these will also
Be called the good ole days too.
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I'm a 72 yr old guy, who had worked in Naval Hospital Camp Lejeune for 28 yrs and now retired as of 31 Dec 16. I've worked in medical records, Health Benefits Department, Billing, the IT department and retired as the Personnel Security Manager for the hospital. I'm a musician and Corvette enthusiast. Yes, I have had two. I traded my second Corvette for a Harley Davidson Fat Boy mid-summer 2019. I've already ridden about seven thousand miles. I'm also searching for a fresh new outlook on life with new spiritual insight among other things. I was ordained a minister on 20190202. I've become certified with the American Chaplaincy Association through Aidan University in June '21. I've found that with the unconditional love of my companion, Libby Rowe life is complete through God. She's a beautiful, vibrant, giving woman who gives her all in everything she puts her mind to do. She and I married on 24 July 2015. She was ordained in February 2022. She has a blog too called Under a Carolina Moon. Give it a visit.
Livin' Small 
Quite poignant! I constantly wish I lived in a past (or future) era–I’ve never fit-in in this era. But I cannot honestly say I’d be happier in any other (if given the chance to find out, I’d take it though).