/r/GenerationJones
For people on the cusp of Boomer and GenX.
We were born roughly between 1954 and 1965. We came of age during the 1970s. If you don't remember the JFK assassination but you do remember Watergate, you are probably one of us.
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Remember moon boots?
I’m at point where I quit trying to figure out why things hurt now. I just accept it.
Do you remember using this? You'd look up a topic in the Guide. Then you'd go to the stacks in the library to see if there were old copies of the magazine you needed. You'd pull-down the box labeled with the year you needed. You'd find the issue. Then you'd look for the article.
Now you just speak a word into your handheld device and click a few times and voila there you are.
I remember being charged a dollar by the video store for not rewinding tapes. I thought it was so cool when DVDs came out for this very reason.
Streaming has replaced all of my scratched DVDs.
I kinda miss hanging out for an hour looking through racks and racks of movies.
Does anybody bother anymore?
I just bought 60 cards plus overseas first class stamps, came to around 200 bucks. We have been doing it for 32 years with my wife, my parents have done it since I remember. 32 years ago we wrote around 100-120 cards to friends, family and select customers, over the years the numbers have "dwindled" down to 60, lost contact, moved or passed on. As far as receiving Christmas cards, evidently lots of people rather use mass text, social media or what's app to send an "answer".
Anyway, I was just wondering if anybody else is somehow stuck to "old ways".
I've actually celebrated Beethoven's Birthday ever since I was a teenager, a few decades ago.
My family didn't do Christmas (Worldwide Church of God) so as a rebellious kid in middle school, I would run around each classroom in the mornings and scribble "Only ___ more days until Beethoven's Birthday!"
After awhile I started listening to Beethoven from the records in the school library. This (and, admittedly the Looney Tunes cartoons) was my first introduction to classical music.
As us Jonesers are now in our 50's and 60's, most of us by now have had a few relationships in our past.
As you look back on your past love interests, was there one that you would consider to be the one that got away?
Is there one special person from your past, that given the opportunity to go back in time you would greatfuly take another chance to make things work out with that person?
Who was your one that got away? If you were to meet them again today after all these years have passed, do you think you would have those same feelings all over again?
Sandwiches, casserole, stand alone slices, send it home with guests, extra slices to the dog, it goes bad and I throw it out...
Just rewatched this Classic about how Coach Jim White (Kevin Costner) loses his Football position after assaulting a player and moves his family to McFarland California.
He takes a group of Hispanic farm working boys and leads them to winning the First California Cross Country Championship in 1987. It clocks in at a short (For a Costner movie) at 2h 9m. The community embraces White (whom the boys call ‘Blanco’) and rallies around the boys when they go to state.
I moved to Carson City, Nevada in 1978 and joined the Cross Country and Track teams. Our much loved Coach was Jim Frank and he took a bunch of rag tag boys and girls who loved to run and led us boys to our first ever Zone Championship. We placed 2nd at State when our Star lost his shoe at the start. We lost by 3 points and cried all the way back home because we felt we let him down. He did not coach track my Senior year as he developed cancer which took his life in 1987.
He started a legacy that made Carson City a Mega Force in Track and Cross Country winning many Cross Country and Track Zone snd State Titles. Appropriately enough the beautiful Track Facility is named after him. He had red hair and we called him ‘Howdy’ after Howdy Doody behind his back.
We all chipped in and got him vanity plates that said HWDY DDY as a gift. He laughed and put them on his truck….after he made us run a few laps. I miss you Coach