The Never Starting Story
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Comment from I am Cat
Another lovely addition to your storyline...
I must say, I can relate to much of it... except that I lived (eventually) in such a small town, that going to the movies wasn't done much as a teen... we did go to the drive-in movies occasionally, but usually only with my best friend's parents... :(
However, my first date was to the drive-in... He was one year younger than I was, so I had to wait until I was 17 because we dated for 3 1/2 years... never had sex. LOL
(what was I thinking?... oh yeah, I was thinking... I don't want to get knocked up and stay in this god forsaken hell hole of a town...even then I was smart) ;)
So yeah, he finally got his license and we went to the drive in... we saw "The Champ"... if you know that one, you'll already know that it was about a dad and a boy... dad movies always made me cry, especially if the dad was a loving one... :(
for obvious reasons... and I cried... no wait... I WAILED through the entire movie all over Eric, my date.. I mean... BAWLED, SCAWLED... and generally snotted my boogers and tears all over the poor guy... I looked like shit warmed over. :(
nice, eh?
moving on... LOL
If you didn't come home. There was no sissy "Amber alert". Mom and dad would just make another one and forget about you. We were tough back then!!"
(LOL... almost true) ;) I think they probably would. My dad was so tough... hell, I hit the back of an open tailgate square on the bridge of my nose at a full out run and was massively bleeding everywhere and he slapped a band-aid on it and told me to stop whining... lol
I'm now on my third nose (two of them have been bought in order to be able to breathe... seems nothing works... the last one was created out of a rib graft ... yeah, one of mine...) I call her, "Eve" ;) I find that quite clever, actually. ;) she still doesn't breathe worth a shit. oh yeah, i know... quit whining.
moving on...
There were no videos back then. Every girl I every loved walked hand in hand with me into that theater. The building has been torn down. They do that to things that become old. (lovely... NEXT!) lol
this was nice... I needed to read another chapter... my home has been invaded by my mother, my brother, my husband, and my daughter...
I think i was enjoying the silence too much and someone got wind of it.
oh boy, the holidays.
I'm smiling, i'm thankful...
pssst... i'm a frigging 'recovering' anorexic... guess which holiday i hate?
Yeah... Thanksgiving.
oh boy, food.
ok . sleep well Mikey
oh wait, i'm the one going to bed..
sleep well Cat
thanks Cat
night
reply by the author on 29-Nov-2015
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Another lovely addition to your storyline...
I must say, I can relate to much of it... except that I lived (eventually) in such a small town, that going to the movies wasn't done much as a teen... we did go to the drive-in movies occasionally, but usually only with my best friend's parents... :(
However, my first date was to the drive-in... He was one year younger than I was, so I had to wait until I was 17 because we dated for 3 1/2 years... never had sex. LOL
(what was I thinking?... oh yeah, I was thinking... I don't want to get knocked up and stay in this god forsaken hell hole of a town...even then I was smart) ;)
So yeah, he finally got his license and we went to the drive in... we saw "The Champ"... if you know that one, you'll already know that it was about a dad and a boy... dad movies always made me cry, especially if the dad was a loving one... :(
for obvious reasons... and I cried... no wait... I WAILED through the entire movie all over Eric, my date.. I mean... BAWLED, SCAWLED... and generally snotted my boogers and tears all over the poor guy... I looked like shit warmed over. :(
nice, eh?
moving on... LOL
If you didn't come home. There was no sissy "Amber alert". Mom and dad would just make another one and forget about you. We were tough back then!!"
(LOL... almost true) ;) I think they probably would. My dad was so tough... hell, I hit the back of an open tailgate square on the bridge of my nose at a full out run and was massively bleeding everywhere and he slapped a band-aid on it and told me to stop whining... lol
I'm now on my third nose (two of them have been bought in order to be able to breathe... seems nothing works... the last one was created out of a rib graft ... yeah, one of mine...) I call her, "Eve" ;) I find that quite clever, actually. ;) she still doesn't breathe worth a shit. oh yeah, i know... quit whining.
moving on...
There were no videos back then. Every girl I every loved walked hand in hand with me into that theater. The building has been torn down. They do that to things that become old. (lovely... NEXT!) lol
this was nice... I needed to read another chapter... my home has been invaded by my mother, my brother, my husband, and my daughter...
I think i was enjoying the silence too much and someone got wind of it.
oh boy, the holidays.
I'm smiling, i'm thankful...
pssst... i'm a frigging 'recovering' anorexic... guess which holiday i hate?
Yeah... Thanksgiving.
oh boy, food.
ok . sleep well Mikey
oh wait, i'm the one going to bed..
sleep well Cat
thanks Cat
night
Comment Written 25-Nov-2015
reply by the author on 29-Nov-2015
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Jebus, I'm so far behind. Well, you'd be shocked. I'm still laughing at you're closing good nites to yourself four days later. :)) I read somewhere we have the same number of ribs, men and women. Well, you and I too. Except one of your ribs is shorter by a nose. HA! I wasn't going for the witty remark when I started talking about ribs, it just came to me.
Crying is the unfair advantage you softer humans have. We have no idea what to do about it. You should ask for material items at that point, cars, jewelry and the like. I realize the emotions seem important, but in the long run the jewelry can be pawned, you can run over the bastard with the car. Practical things all.
I have a childhood memory of hitting a tailgate face first that you triggered. Must have been about three. Yep, ouch. No sympathy for me either. No band aid either. My nose didn't break. I did break it playing basketball and my lesbian girlfriend broke it with a headbutt one time. I'm athletic.
I didn't cry though. Never let a lesbian or fellow basketball players see you cry. It's a rule. So you dated RuPaul for three and a half years and then.... HAHAHA! Get it? See where I went with that? I think I need sleep. I wonder if the legs in the crate are available? Okay, I'm welcome, yes? Thank you, mikey
Comment from Spitfire
There was no sissy "Amber alert". Mom and dad would just make another one and forget about you. Ha,ha.
I have to say that you seem to go off on tangents in this one. Why not just stick with the movies or Flicks. My hubby still uses that term along with hair tonic instead of shampoo!
reply by the author on 12-Nov-2013
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There was no sissy "Amber alert". Mom and dad would just make another one and forget about you. Ha,ha.
I have to say that you seem to go off on tangents in this one. Why not just stick with the movies or Flicks. My hubby still uses that term along with hair tonic instead of shampoo!
Comment Written 12-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 12-Nov-2013
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It took me years to stop calling CDs "albums", now I call them "tapes". I know, me and my tangents. I am working on it. I used to write stories that were all tangents and no story. I was able to use some of your pointers in a review yesterday. Cliches. It is amazing how many are used. It is just a matter of thinking about it when one reads their work. I hope I live to be a hundred. I should be pretty damn good by then. hahaha. mikey
Comment from tbacha58
Later her friends inquired, "What was the movie about?"
She smiled so very coyly and told them,
"It was a love story."
You take me back to my lived years, what a beautiful combination Mike with the story and the poems appropriate to the subject. So nice it is to get to know you, more and more. Hugs Terry
reply by the author on 12-Nov-2013
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Later her friends inquired, "What was the movie about?"
She smiled so very coyly and told them,
"It was a love story."
You take me back to my lived years, what a beautiful combination Mike with the story and the poems appropriate to the subject. So nice it is to get to know you, more and more. Hugs Terry
Comment Written 12-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 12-Nov-2013
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It is so much fun to remember these wonderful times. These are times that the world doesn't have room for anymore. It is too dangerous and greedy to leave our doors open and let our kids play outside alone. I can only hope that people today are finding ways to make memories like the ones we have. mikey
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It is so much fun to remember these wonderful times. These are times that the world doesn't have room for anymore. It is too dangerous and greedy to leave our doors open and let our kids play outside alone. I can only hope that people today are finding ways to make memories like the ones we have. mikey
Comment from ravenblack
Going to the movies used to be ritual, sacred even. And iconic films were not lost in the shuffle, but stood out as defining an age. Memorable movies- how many can we collectively remember now ( maybe thinking in the last 15 years). Not many. They just get lost in the megaplex shuffle. Things were simpler...And more enriching.
reply by the author on 12-Nov-2013
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Going to the movies used to be ritual, sacred even. And iconic films were not lost in the shuffle, but stood out as defining an age. Memorable movies- how many can we collectively remember now ( maybe thinking in the last 15 years). Not many. They just get lost in the megaplex shuffle. Things were simpler...And more enriching.
Comment Written 12-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 12-Nov-2013
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Yes. It is an avalanche now. I run across great movies that are five and ten years old that I never heard of. Then there is all of this hype for movies that are actually bad. Not marginal or lacking, just bad. When I am writing this I hate leaving it and returning to now. mikey
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Yes. It is an avalanche now. I run across great movies that are five and ten years old that I never heard of. Then there is all of this hype for movies that are actually bad. Not marginal or lacking, just bad. When I am writing this I hate leaving it and returning to now. mikey
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Don't see the new Thor movie.
Comment from Sasha
I was almost 8 before we got a television. I remember the static when all the stations went to bed...that's what I thought they did. We had a party-line and a radio we gathered around every night to listen to that night's soap opera. We played outside until it was too dark to see and still complaine4d when we finally had to come inside and go to bed. My goodness, how times have changed. Great chapter that took me on my own fond journey down memory lane.
reply by the author on 12-Nov-2013
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I was almost 8 before we got a television. I remember the static when all the stations went to bed...that's what I thought they did. We had a party-line and a radio we gathered around every night to listen to that night's soap opera. We played outside until it was too dark to see and still complaine4d when we finally had to come inside and go to bed. My goodness, how times have changed. Great chapter that took me on my own fond journey down memory lane.
Comment Written 12-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 12-Nov-2013
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I remember it exactly as you describe it. It is so sad that it can't be like that anymore. It is too dangerous now. Yes, the TV's all turned to static like the world all of a sudden went to sleep. But NBC had a big peacock in color all night. Wonderful memories. Fun to share. mikey
Comment from adewpearl
If you didn't come home. - that should be a comma
Mom and dad would just make another - Dad
bear on today's movies, - add comma
remotely like it before, - add comma
sneak in and take a peak - peek
late fifties thru the early - through
I loved the movies then too - The Norris Theater in Norristown had a gorgeous art deco facade that is now in a museum in Florida because the stupid folks in town tore the historic building down to build a McDonald's
I also remember the impact 2001 and Easy Rider had on me and my boyfriend, who became my husband.
I just love the humorous passage filled with hyperbole about how tough we were back then. I particularly enjoyed the part about eating our mud pies and about families that just produced new kids to replace any that got lost. LOL
A very witty essay that has me waxing nostalgic :-) Brooke
reply by the author on 12-Nov-2013
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If you didn't come home. - that should be a comma
Mom and dad would just make another - Dad
bear on today's movies, - add comma
remotely like it before, - add comma
sneak in and take a peak - peek
late fifties thru the early - through
I loved the movies then too - The Norris Theater in Norristown had a gorgeous art deco facade that is now in a museum in Florida because the stupid folks in town tore the historic building down to build a McDonald's
I also remember the impact 2001 and Easy Rider had on me and my boyfriend, who became my husband.
I just love the humorous passage filled with hyperbole about how tough we were back then. I particularly enjoyed the part about eating our mud pies and about families that just produced new kids to replace any that got lost. LOL
A very witty essay that has me waxing nostalgic :-) Brooke
Comment Written 12-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 12-Nov-2013
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I so very much appreciate the grammar and punctuation help. I hope you know that. It reminds me of when I put my first wife through UCLA and sneaked in to classes all day getting a free education. So pleased you enjoyed my piece. It is so much fun to write and remember. Thank you kindly, mikey
Comment from country ranch writer
I remember those old time movies and the dishes they used to give away during those times my mom would be there for the freebies. we would sneak into the movies while my brothers were paying their way I was shocked we never got nabbed. those were the good old days
reply by the author on 12-Nov-2013
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I remember those old time movies and the dishes they used to give away during those times my mom would be there for the freebies. we would sneak into the movies while my brothers were paying their way I was shocked we never got nabbed. those were the good old days
Comment Written 11-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 12-Nov-2013
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We used to pile four kids in the trunk of the car going to the drive in. I used to take my 50 cents offering for church and go to the show. admission, popcorn and a soda. Two features and a couple cartoons. All day at the movies for a quarter. It is good that God forgives! mikey
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even though the money was spent on movies he forgave you for you were off the streets and not in trouble other than monkey business
Comment from Sandra Stoner-Mitchell
Gosh, reading your words brought so many good memories back to me, I think I, we lived in the best era. The 50s and 60s were amazing days for me. We could go out and feel safe, we didn't know the meaning of not being safe. If you were in trouble, lost anything, go ask a policeman, knock on someone's door, it was safe to do so. the TV, was non existent until I was 8 years old, and even then there weren't many hours of programs on. I remember the kittens playing with a ball on wool after the programs, and the potters wheel. such lovely times we had, I would climb trees, and do anything the boys would do, such a tom boy I was back then. The cinema, I used to go on Saturday morning for the children's shows with a bag of broken biscuits from Woolworths. what memories I have, thank you for stirring them all up again, I would not trade my childhood in for the childhood today's children have. xsx Sandra
reply by the author on 11-Nov-2013
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Gosh, reading your words brought so many good memories back to me, I think I, we lived in the best era. The 50s and 60s were amazing days for me. We could go out and feel safe, we didn't know the meaning of not being safe. If you were in trouble, lost anything, go ask a policeman, knock on someone's door, it was safe to do so. the TV, was non existent until I was 8 years old, and even then there weren't many hours of programs on. I remember the kittens playing with a ball on wool after the programs, and the potters wheel. such lovely times we had, I would climb trees, and do anything the boys would do, such a tom boy I was back then. The cinema, I used to go on Saturday morning for the children's shows with a bag of broken biscuits from Woolworths. what memories I have, thank you for stirring them all up again, I would not trade my childhood in for the childhood today's children have. xsx Sandra
Comment Written 11-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 11-Nov-2013
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It is so much fun to write this. I am just drenched in the memories. There is nothing anymore like it was in those days. It is so sad now. Like you say, it just isn't safe. We didn't even lock the house when we went on vacation. I may never stop writing about this. I feel like getting my bike and popping a wheelie! hahaha! mikey
Comment from nancy_e_davis
You know it was a better life back then. The Technology has ruined the world I don't care what they say. They can praise it to high heaven but I do believe TV is the devils instrument. It was fun to go to thhe movies. San my Great Grandchildren will never know that. :<( Nancy
reply by the author on 11-Nov-2013
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You know it was a better life back then. The Technology has ruined the world I don't care what they say. They can praise it to high heaven but I do believe TV is the devils instrument. It was fun to go to thhe movies. San my Great Grandchildren will never know that. :<( Nancy
Comment Written 11-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 11-Nov-2013
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That was exactly what I was thinking as I was writing this. Goodness, the memories are so rich and varied. We went on endless adventures when I was a kid exploring every little part of our little world, alleys and parks and railroad tracks. I can't imagine sitting in my room back then in front of a T.V. endlessly. I enjoy the technology but, when I see a poem here about a lovely little forest in Australia, I want to jump on a plane and go walk in it. I am not sure that people look at it that way anymore. mikey
Comment from Cookie333
Oh man, do you dig up some memories with this one Mike, the old phone (with party line). We lived in the middle of nowhere, and we really DID "walk barefooted, uphill, both ways in the winter time"-we lived in the middle of a long hill. I recall going to the drive in, sneaking in the trunk of the car...
whoa, what a trip down memory lane you gave me,
thanks Mike,
karen
reply by the author on 11-Nov-2013
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Oh man, do you dig up some memories with this one Mike, the old phone (with party line). We lived in the middle of nowhere, and we really DID "walk barefooted, uphill, both ways in the winter time"-we lived in the middle of a long hill. I recall going to the drive in, sneaking in the trunk of the car...
whoa, what a trip down memory lane you gave me,
thanks Mike,
karen
Comment Written 11-Nov-2013
reply by the author on 11-Nov-2013
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Oh yeah. Party lines. Ha! What party? AT-13253. My first phone number. Of course, I can't find my glasses. OOPS. They're on my face... Yes, the trunk of a car. We'd be arrested now, probably tazed too! mikey
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and those mud pies, as one of 7 I must say I sure fell for those...
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