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Ode To A Simple Life

May 19, 2011

DISCLAIMER: Cannot take credit for writing this one, but good enough to share:

My curfew was the street lights.

My mom called my name, not my cell…

I played outside with friends, not online.

If I didn’t eat what my mom cooked then I didn’t eat.

Sanitizer didn’t exist, but you COULD get your mouth washed out with soap.

I rode a bike without helmet, getting dirty was OK, and neighbors gave a damn as much as your parents did.

Pass this on if you drank water from a garden hose & survived.

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