1950’s version of an E-Mail

I remember vividly Christmas during those times. Nothing like it. Never has been. Never will be. — jtl, 419

I have no idea who put this together, but it is wonderful….especially the pix!!  

Long ago and far away, in a land that time forgot, Before the days of Dylan , or the dawn of Camelot. There lived a race of innocents, and they were you and me,

For Ike was in the White House in that land where we were born, Where navels were for oranges, and Peyton Place was porn.


We longed for love and romance, and waited for our Prince, Eddie Fisher married Liz, and no one’s seen him since.

We danced to ‘Little Darlin,’ and sang to ‘Stagger Lee’ And cried for Buddy Holly in the Land That Made Me, Me.

Only girls wore earrings then, and 3 was one too many, And only boys wore flat-top cuts, except for Jean McKinney.


And only in our wildest dreams did we expect to see A boy named George with Lipstick, in the Land That Made Me, Me.


We fell for Frankie Avalon, Annette was oh, so nice, And when they made a movie, they never made it twice..

We didn’t have a Star Trek Five, or Psycho Two and Three, Or Rocky-Rambo Twenty in the Land That Made Me, Me.

Miss Kitty had a heart of gold, and Chester had a limp, And Reagan was a Democrat whose co-star was a chimp.

We had a Mr. Wizard, but not a Mr. T, And Oprah couldn’t talk yet, in the Land That Made Me, Me.

We had our share of heroes, we never thought they’d go, At least not Bobby Darin, or Marilyn Monroe. For youth was still eternal, and life was yet to be, And Elvis was forever in the Land That Made Me, Me.

We’d never seen the rock band that was Grateful to be Dead, And Airplanes weren’t named Jefferson , and Zeppelins were not Led.

And Beatles lived in gardens then, and Monkees lived in trees, Madonna was Mary in the Land That Made Me, Me.

We’d never heard of microwaves, or telephones in cars, And babies might be bottle-fed, but they were not grown in jars.

And pumping iron got wrinkles out, and ‘gay’ meant fancy-free, And dorms were never co-Ed in the Land That Made Me, Me.

We hadn’t seen enough of jets to talk about the lag, And microchips were what was left at the bottom of the bag.

And hardware was a box of nails, and bytes came from a flea, And rocket ships were fiction in the Land That Made Me, Me.

T-Birds came with portholes, and side shows came with freaks, And bathing suits came big enough to cover both your cheeks.

And Coke came just in bottles, and skirts below the knee, And Castro came to power near the Land That Made Me, Me.

We had no Crest with Fluoride, we had no Hill Street Blues, We had no patterned pantyhose or Lipton herbal tea Or prime-time ads for those dysfunctions in the Land That Made Me, Me.

There were no golden arches, no Perrier to chill, And fish were not called Wanda, and cats were not called Bill

And middle-aged was 35 and old was forty-three, And ancient were our parents in the Land That Made Me, Me.

But all things have a season, or so we’ve heard them say, And now instead of Maybelline we swear by Retin-A. They send us invitations to join AARP,
We’ve come a long way, baby, from the Land That Made Me, Me.

So now we face a brave new world in slightly larger jeans, And wonder why they’re using smaller print in magazines. And we tell our children’s children of the way it used to be, Long ago and far away in the Land That Made Me, Me.

If you didn’t grow up in the fiftys, You missed the greatest time in history,
Hope you enjoyed this as much as I did.

If So, PLEASE FORWARD to  someone who will appreciate these memories…

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5 Responses to 1950’s version of an E-Mail

  1. Reblogged this on Flyover-Press.com and commented:

    I remember vividly Christmas during those times. Nothing like it. Never has been. Never will be. — jtl, 419

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  2. I was born in 1938 so I recall lots of this. I’ve read that what we refer to as the Old West didn’t really end until around the end of the First World War. I only missed it by 20 years! Shows how old I am. No wonder I don’t like all this new-fangled stuff!

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  3. futuret says:

    I WAS BORN IN THE 50’S (1953 TO BE EXACT) AND REALLY HAD NOT PLANNED ON DEALING WITH THE DEVIL EVERY MINUTE, BUT TIMES SURE CHANGED. GROWING UP I HAD PLANNED TO HAVE THREE OR FOUR CHILDREN, I AM GLAD TO THIS DAY I DO NOT HAVE ANY, AS I MAY HAVE PUT IN AN INSANE ASYLUM FOR CHILD ABUSE IN NOT ALLOWING A CHILD TO DRESS NAKED OR TO CHANGE HIS OR HER GENDER. I WOULD BE CONSIDERED A POOR PARENT JUST FOR THAT. WHEN I WAS GROWING UP I DID NOT COUNT ON EVERYTHING TAKEN AWAY FROM ME OR LIMITING MY PERIMETERS. NOW THAT I AM A SENIOR CITIZEN HEADING TO THE SUNSET HORIZON OF MY LIFE, I WISHED I HAD THE EDUCATION MY LATE PARENTS HAD. WHEN I WAS GROWING UP, THE TEACHERS GAVE YOU THE ANSWERS TO THE TEST QUESTIONS, AND MOST FELT THEY WERE ENTITLED TO JUST THAT, AND DID NOT STUDY FOR ANYTHING, GOVERNMENT INFLUENCE YOU BET YA!!! TODAY, THEY ONLY CARE ABOUT THE CRIMINALS THAT COME INTO THIS COUNTRY ILLEGALLY, BUT THEY SURELY DID NOT GIVE A DAMNED HOW MY DAD WAS DOING AFTER HAVING TWO SHIPS BOMBED UP FROM UNDERNEATH HIM IN WORLD WAR II, YES HE WAS RETIRED FROM THE NAVY AND THE COAST GUARD, AND CAME FROM A FARM FAMILY.

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    • I graduated from high school in 1962. As a senior I was president of the debate club. At the time, the really hot topic for debate was what we called then, “Federal Aid to Education.” The “progressives” (today’s libtards) pointed to all the goodies the schools could garner with all that Fed money. The old mossbacks were “agin it.” Their theme was, “if you take their money, they will tell you how to run your business.” Obviously, history reveals them to have been correct.

      It is really hard for me to grasp how deeply we (and especially the government’s propaganda camps) have sunk into the cesspool since 1962.

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  4. futuret says:

    WHAT MADE MATTER WORSE IS AFFIRMATIVE ACTION WAS INSTITUTIONALIZED, BY THE CLOSET COMMUNISTS. NOW THEY DO NOT CARE IF THEY ARE IN THE CLOSET OR NOT, AS THEY HAVE ACHIEVED THEIR MISSION TO DESTROY EVERYTHING, AND OF COURSE THERE WERE FASCISTS, SATANISTS, ETC…THROWN INTO THE MIX AS WELL. THE LATEST OF BRAINWASHING BY FORCE IS THAT SOME SCHOOLS NOW ARE TEACHING BOYS IN SCHOOL THAT THEY CAN HAVE MENSTRUAL CYCLES. THIS IS THE LATEST FEATURE THAT HAS BEEN ADDED.

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