What are you grateful for seeing in your generation

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  1. trev333

    trev333 Telefied Ad Free Member

    Dec 3, 2009
    Coolum Beach,Australia
    Flushing indoor dunnies and hot water on tap.... mmm :)
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  2. ndcaster

    ndcaster Poster Extraordinaire

    Nov 14, 2013
    Generation X here

    grateful for the gimlet eye attitude toward authority
  3. Blues63

    Blues63 TDPRI Member

    Jul 9, 2019
    Brisbane Queensland Australia
    Man landing on the moon.
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  4. MuddyDitch

    MuddyDitch Tele-Holic

    Jun 1, 2014
    Tulpehocken Delta
    I'm mighty thankful that most irritating devices have an "off" switch. Even the loudest, most annoying units don't make much of an impact on daily life once they are switched off.
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  5. P Thought

    P Thought Poster Extraordinaire Silver Supporter

    Mar 31, 2009
    Plundertown (Gasville) OR
    I just remembered. I'm glad I saw the time when you answered your phone, and no one ever asked, "Where are you?"
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  6. 1955

    1955 Poster Extraordinaire

    Apr 10, 2010
    Lots of love, joy, fun, silliness, study, hard work, struggle, tears, perseverance, determination, friends, family, spirit, and I remember the wonderful night I met her, all sorts of things. I don’t know what all of them mean.

    I remember shooting down mistletoe with a .22,
    singing at people’s deathbeds,
    go-cart rides,
    giant rats on the street walking home after car broke down,
    seniors dancing in WVA,
    my guitar getting dinged by my freshman Roomate,
    band practices,
    my Royal typewriter,
    Varsol and cadmium red all-nighters, memorizing Carlin’s cusswords,
    talking to the adults,
    Sil Lum Tao,
    walking through cornfields,
    changing a stranger’s flat,
    bear tracks,
    a stray black cat peeing on my feet in my sleeping bag,
    playing king of the hill,
    singing at funerals,
    burying my cat in the rain,
    people cheering,
    finding arrowheads,
    devastating losses,
    trying to bring a cat back to life after he’d been hit by a car,
    eating next to the Governor in Texas, seeing the Rolling Stones with my Mom,
    touching my Grandad’s hand in his coffin,
    walking barefoot in the snow,
    first time on a tractor,
    crawling up my steps,
    Xeroxing my face,
    fishing in S.C. with Dax in my hair, birds,
    nail guns and prefab,
    Redd Volkaert and Cindy Cashdollar, animal skull in a Haitian field,
    my Mom wore Shalimar,
    my favorite cat dying in my arms, our VW bug catching fire at the gas station,
    drilling on a tall ladder,
    chicken and dumplings,
    horse-riding through the cliffs in Honduras,
    rolling Drum cigarettes,
    finding a dumpster full of magazines, walking to the A&P on Providence Road,
    breath-fog at away soccer games, Cuban cigars in Germany,
    breaking my arm and foot,
    the libraries,
    Greyhound busses,
    T-bone accident,
    cutting down our Christmas tree with my brother,
    letting go of the discus and wondering if I beat Michael’s throw,
    Going under anesthesia,
    Hostess apple pies,
    putting on my football pads and burnt cork under my eyes,
    carrot cake,
    Campilongo at the Living Room,
    New Orleans cemetery,
    chess on the Amtrak train with the cafe clerk,
    the white hole-top ashtrays in Spain, crisp air of New Paltz,
    my Mother’s voice,
    the top of the Empire State Building, my family in the audience during a show at the Chameleon Club in Atlanta,
    hockey game in Pittsburg,
    jet ski on Lake Norman,
    monkey rolls in wrestling practice,
    Mayan ruin off the beach in the Yucatán,
    first chew of tobacco,
    holding my breath in the pool,
    eating cactus in Santa Fe,
    crabbing in N.C.,
    guy on my car hood in Key West, Federal Sixty Minute Man,
    Rufus Thomas in Memphis,
    sliding on the icy roads,
    scrambled eggs with grits,
    scraping barnacles off the boat, shaking Ricky Steamboat’s hand, riding in Chip’s Fairlaine with my new switchblade,
    first chainsaw cut,
    sailing on the river,
    stars at night in the ocean,
    throwing up from working so hard on stage,
    giving all my Nietzsche away,
    bench presses in the cold basement, incense in the shop in Woodstock, learning the Bobcat,
    my Father,
    bagboy check cashed buying L.A. Woman,
    the slicked back hair of Danny Gatton before his set,
    gurgling down dirt roads in my ‘69 220,
    playing Horse against the barn hoop, welding blue,
    fist fights,
    the thud of my shotput,
    Collectors Armory,
    boiled peanut brown bags in Georgia, snorkeling in the Bahamas,
    Morgan silver dollar,
    digging forts for Army,
    flea markets in the mountains,
    MT. Vernon picnic,
    airbrakes on the 750,
    seashell hunting at the inlet at sunrise,
    visitation of my favorite college professor,
    skating the launch ramp,
    sneaking into R movies,
    hands free 10 speed,
    lamb’s brains in Los Angeles,
    my grandfather showing me how to use a slingshot,
    rope swing into the river,
    car cruising with my h.s. buddies, playing my Mom’s 45s,
    carrying my Premiere snare drum to school,
    slurpies and Cokes in the green bottles,
    lion roaring at the Santa Barbara zoo,

    too many thoughts and I’ll be up at 5:30.
  7. Tonetele

    Tonetele Poster Extraordinaire

    Jun 2, 2009
    South Australia
    Despite people criticizing them because of misuse- the mobile 'phone.
    They send nessages faster than lightning all over the world, you can converse with people wherever you are, good safety device for ambulance, police etc., god for kid's to know where they, spontaneous and/or unusual photos are and all sorts of things.
    Used properly they are as good as a flushing toilet.
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  8. Twelvefrets

    Twelvefrets Tele-Meister

    Nov 29, 2009
    Southern California
    Saw Hendrix and Chicago on the same stage one night.
    Watched seven hours of The Rolling Stones live in back to back sets in the 1970s. Saw John Fahey live. Long branch Pennywhistle ( J D Souther / Glenn Frey- pre Eagles) live. Jackson Browne In 1969. Tim Hardin live. Was surfing before there were wetsuits and got to experience a 20-foot day on my board. Have had the opportunity to play some guitars that were so much better than me it’s ridiculous—even own some of those. I am glad I grew up without so much technology. I remember summers that lasted forever.
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  9. David Barnett

    David Barnett Doctor of Teleocity

    Mar 17, 2003
    The Far-Flung Isles of Langerhans
    Moon landing.
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  10. radiocaster

    radiocaster Poster Extraordinaire

    Aug 18, 2015
    A lot of people had 8 bit computers in the 1980s, 70s too...
  11. Fretting out

    Fretting out Tele-Holic

    Jun 13, 2019
    Land of Mary
    Yes but they weren’t pervasive as they are now. And most of them were pretty expensive.
    I’ll admit I’m on the internet like anyone else, but another poster hit the nail on the head that it’s a luxury and a tool and being around before everyone had the internet gives me a respect and appreciation and amazement every time I use it, and I try not to take it for granted.

    I always hate when I’m out in public and there’s people with their phones yelling that they aren’t fast enough, then I think to myself about when I was introduced to the internet there was a dial up modem that you were lucky if it connected in 5 minutes and just forget your evening if you’re gonna download something.

    I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with modern technology I just think people need to realize all of it isn’t a necessity, and to lighten up and appreciate the power they have access to that was unimaginable to their grandparents

    I was just saying I was glad I caught a time before kids get plugged in when they’re 5 years old , .
    Yes I know it has to do with specific parents and some are doing a wonderful job.
    But most children I see in my area of the country are glued to screens when they’re out in public.
    I remember a time when My parents would take me to a restaurant and us kids knew to behave , now if you go to a restaurant where there’s children if they don’t have a tablet in their hands their running all over the place.
    It just saddens me a little that a lot of our youth needs constant electronic stimulation and are living in a synthetic world....... ( my nephew would rather watch on a screen something being done than give it a try for himself even if he could benefit or have fun)
    I digress.... ranted too much
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  12. Fretting out

    Fretting out Tele-Holic

    Jun 13, 2019
    Land of Mary
    Exactly!!! Ha you’re either at the house they called or in a phone booth:)

    Reminds me of my dad telling me a story of a contractor that got one of the first car phones in the county, every time he’d make a call to someone he’d have to make sure and tell them he’s making a call from his truck amazing right;)

    That also reminds me of when my grandfather had a phone installed in his truck and I thought it was the coolest craziest thing:)
    And the first time I saw a floppy disk I was mesmerized.
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  13. Fretting out

    Fretting out Tele-Holic

    Jun 13, 2019
    Land of Mary

    Seeing your part about police reminds me of my dad telling me stories about police around here in small country towns where if you drunkenly ran your car off the road they’d help pull your car out call you a dumb bottom for doing it and just send you on home. ( oh and if you were under 18 take your supplies)
    My dad also told me of stories of walking into the local taverns and being able to get served at age 16, as long as they sat in the back and didn’t make trouble which they never did.
    ( I’m not condoning underage drinking or dui and personally don’t drink anymore, just giving perspective about my area back then)
  14. claes

    claes Tele-Holic

    Aug 20, 2007
    Lol. I'm greateful to have lived in a time when we gave eachother more "benefit of the doubt". When we didn't interpret everything someone said or wrote in the worst possible manor.
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  15. drf64

    drf64 Poster Extraordinaire

    Jul 24, 2009
    Ada, MI
    did Gen Xers invent that?
  16. DekeDog

    DekeDog Tele-Meister

    May 12, 2019
    1955, I've walked to that A&P... up Huntley Place. And Screwy Huey at the lunch counter in Park Place Pharmacy.
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  17. Moriarty

    Moriarty Tele-Meister

    Feb 24, 2018
    New Hampshire
    I'm grateful for being part of the last (?) generation of kids allowed to roam the neighborhood freely until dark or mom called.
    I'm grateful for being able to remember a world without internet, but not for the usual old curmudgeon reasons. I remember my dad having a computer hooked up to our tv in the early 80s. It seemed like the future. I wish I could remember the model. I want to say it was made by Texas Instruments.
    I remember getting an Atari.
    These things seemed so monumental and amazing. I hope the current generation gets to have an equivalent experience.
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  18. ndcaster

    ndcaster Poster Extraordinaire

    Nov 14, 2013
    [duplicate post]
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  19. ndcaster

    ndcaster Poster Extraordinaire

    Nov 14, 2013
    we invented everything!
  20. studio1087

    studio1087 Telefied Ad Free Member

    May 10, 2003
    Near Milwaukee
    I'm grateful that people my age enjoyed working when we were kids. I grew up in a small farm town and I worked for a farmer from the age of 12-16. At 16 I worked in a large grocery store and a restaurant. At 18 I worked in a music store and made pizzas at a pizza place.

    All my friends were like that. If there was a job at a big supermarket or a restaurant and if a bunch of kids your age worked there (cute girls helped) then you enjoyed doing whatever and you earned some spending money.

    No one griped about making $5.00 and hour to do a simple job. We just hung out and worked. I think that we were all like that. That got lost at some point (I think). I thought it was good for me then and I'm still glad today that I got out of the house and did something to earn a few bucks.
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