Sundays at WIRY (noon till 6:00 eastern time) at www.wiry.com are a continuation of “Oldies w/ the Old Guy” and Today’s show will be good. We’ll be taking a look at the 25th of June — and some key things that happened on that date. Join me if you can.
In the meantime, today’s Monotony Breaker starts w/ some great nostalgia for we baby boomers — and continues w/ some other tidbits of interest. Enjoy. . .
21 Pictures Only Baby Boomers Will Understand
#1: Cars Were Colorful! Most cars these days look fairly bland, but in the 50’s, our cars were big, bright, and fun!
#2. We Got Dressed Up for Birthday Parties. And sometimes there was even a pony there!
#3: We Played in the Streets: We didn’t have to text our friends back in the day – we’d all just come outside and get to playing!
#4: Gas Was Very Cheap: On some days, it was only $0.20 a gallon, and beyond that, the people at the station pumped your gas, washed your window, checked your oil and could also fix just about anything!
#5: Ben Franklin 5-10 Was Everything: We loved going to these stores. They had just about anything and everything you could think of.
#6: If it Wasn’t the Ben Franklin, it Was the A&P!
#7: Our Skates Got “Locked” with a Key. They were also made almost entirely of metal and very hard to skate on!
#8: The Drive-In Was The Place to Be: This 1950’s photo from South Bend, Indiana shows how popular they were! It got hot in some of those cars.
#9: Car Seats Were More Like Couches: That’s right – they were big, long, and you could slide all the way across!
#10: The Freezer Actually Had to be DEFROSTED!: That’s right, every now and then you’d have to manually defrost the freezer – sometimes took all day with a lot of scraping!.
#11: Grandma Let Us Do Everything. Well, maybe that hasn’t changed so much, but we LOVED licking off the beaters!
#12: Sometimes Your Food Came On Roller Skates! That’s right – certain restaurants had “roller girls” who would zoom your food out to you and hang it on your window!
#13: We got DOWN at the Sock Hop! And we dressed up!
#14: Sunday Drives Were A Thing: That’s right – on Sunday, many of us would load up the family car and just go cruising over to the neighbors or just around town!
#15: There Was One TV. And, surprise, we didn’t argue all night about who should get to watch their favorite show. Most of the time, we all liked the same shows!
#16: The Playgrounds were VERY Different: At recess, we’d swing from the monkey bars with wild abandon and often stand on the swings and go as high as possible. And still, we survived!
#17: TV Had “Sign Off” Messages. Remember these? TV would go off at midnight and sometimes even go as far as playing the National Anthem all night.
#18: Just One Hula Hoop Wasn’t Enough: Some of us could do multiple hoops at a time!
#19: We didn’t Text, But We Did Pass Notes! And we were experts at not getting caught!
#20: We Had Xylophones That We Kept on a Pull String. That’s right – there was nothing like the Pull a Tune!
#21: We Got Bottled Cokes and Loved Them: That’s right – no cans or plastic bottles back then. We were 100% excited when we’d find a cooler like this to get that ice cold bottle!
A Catholic Priest, a Baptist Preacher and a Rabbi all served as Chaplains at North Carolina University in the Smokies. They would often get together to talk shop. One day, someone said that preaching to people isn’t all that hard, a real challenge would be to preach to a bear. They agreed to go out into the woods, find a bear, preach to it, and attempt to convert it to their religion.
Seven days later, they all came together to discuss their experiences.
Father Flannery, had his arm in a sling, was on crutches, and had various bandages on his body and limbs, went first.
“Well,’ he said, ‘I went into the woods to find me a bear. When I found him, I began to read to him from the Catechism. “That bear wanted nothing to do with me and began to slap me around. So I quickly grabbed my holy water, sprinkled him and, Holy Mary Mother of God, he became as gentle as a lamb. “The Bishop is coming out next week to give him first communion and confirmation.”
Reverend Billy Bob the Baptist, spoke next. He was in a wheelchair, had one arm and both legs in casts, and had an IV drip.
In his best fire-and-brimstone oratory, he exclaimed, “WELL, brothers, you KNOW that we Baptists don’t sprinkle! I went out and I FOUND me a bear. And then I began to read from God’s HOLY WORD! But that bear wanted nothing to do with me.
“So I took HOLD of him and we began to wrassle. We wrassled down one hill, UP another and DOWN another until we came to a creek. So I quickly DUNKED him and BAPTIZED his hairy soul. And just like you said, he became as gentle as a lamb. We spent the rest of the day praising Jesus. Hallelujah!”
The Priest and the Reverend both looked down at the Rabbi, who was lying in a hospital bed. He was in a body cast and traction with IVs and monitors running in and out of him. He was in really bad shape.
The Rabbi looked up and said:
“Looking back on it, circumcision may not have been the best way to start.”
and finally. . .
You don’t need to be Catholic and go to Confession to appreciate this story. Make sure you “Live by the last line!!!”
A Priest was being honored at his retirement dinner after 25 years in the parish. A leading local figure and member of the congregation was chosen to make the presentation and to give a little speech at the dinner.
However, he was delayed, so the Priest decided to say his own few words while they waited:
I got my first impression of the parish from the first confession I heard here. I thought I had been assigned to a terrible place. The very first person who entered my confessional told me he had stolen a television set and, when questioned by the police, was able to lie his way out of it. He had stolen money from his parents; embezzled from his employer; had an affair with his boss’s wife; had sex with his boss’s 17-year old daughter on numerous occasions; taken illegal drugs; had several homosexual affairs; was arrested several times for public nudity and gave a STD to his sister-in-law. I was appalled that one person could do so many awful things. But as the days went on, I learned that my people were not all like that and I had, indeed, come to a fine parish full of good and loving people.
Just as the Priest finished his talk, the politician arrived full of apologies at being late. He immediately began to make the presentation and gave his talk:
I’ll never forget the first day our parish Priest arrived, said the politician. In fact, I had the honor of being the first person to go to him for confession.
Moral: Never, Never, Never Be Late