In a little less than a month I will be 71. I’m really looking forward to that. The past 70 years of my life have been replete with joy, sadness, close calls and challenges. I would like to share a few of them with you.
I remember the thrill of being a starting quarterback of my high school football team Momence, Illinois against our arch rival Bradley High School. That was good. I remember turning on the radio and learning that Roger Bannister had broken the four minute mile. An impossible feat. With my Dad ,watching my beloved White Sox’s at old Comiskey Park, seeing Mickey Mantle hitting a home run on the roof of the left field upper deck. That had only been done only three other times in history. That was exciting.
I remember the first time I laid my eyes on a 1957 two-door hardtop, Bel Air Chevrolet, with a V-8, stick shift, and dual radio antennas on the rear fenders. That was totally awesome.
High on my list of memories is seeing the first black-and-white picture on the 10 inch round screen of our new Philco TV set back in 1953. Seeing the astronauts walk on the moon was pretty thrilling also.
When I was a old enough to understand, seeing a black garter belt with a pair of full fashioned black nylons sent a charge through me. I still get the same charge today when I go into a Victoria’s Secret store. God bless the guy who created that business. It rate right next to the guy who invented chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes and cream gravy.
By far and away, the best thing to happen in my lifetime was the birth control pill and Viagra. To quote one of my Cajun friends, “it just do did not can get no dad gum better dan dat do did.” I often what would have happened if we had the pill when I had my 1957 Bel Air Chevy two-door hardtop with dual radio antennas on the rear fenders. That’s brings a smile to my face just like when I eat chicken fried steak with mashed potatoes and cream gravy.
Time to power down the computer, take my blue pill, and whisper sweet somethings in my wife’s ear. Tempus fugit.