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Reminisce about the good old days
Reminisce about the good old days





reminisce about the good old days reminisce about the good old days

The nostalgia magazines are especially appropriate for young people who respond with rolled eyes and a dismissive “I don’t even know what that is” anytime an elder uses perfectly legitimate words such as “Fonzie,” “encyclopedia salesman,” “phone book” or “house call.” (“Who needs a sports car and a trophy wife? I’m cashing in my retirement account early and stocking up on asbestos!”) Folks a generation younger can use the recollections from their parents’ peers to modify their own mid-life crisis. (“Do you like me? Check yes or no and provide references for how good you are with fractions.”)ĭon’t stop there. Retirees from coast to coast can all enjoy reading about station wagon vacations, Sinclair gas stations, Lucy and Ethel, Dick and Jane books, the old swimming hole, poodle skirts, drive-in theaters, snapping green beans with grandma and figuring out how one could eventually produce exactly 2-point-5 children. Obviously, these magazines are a thoughtful gift for seniors, whether they are confined to a nursing home bed or experiencing an active lifestyle of tennis and travel. Ewwww! Junior, I thought I told you to…”) I think we’ve finally found where Grandpa buried the ti-no, wait! It’s just Mittens. These magazines are priceless time capsules, and not the disturbing kind of metal time capsule that gets buried and forgotten. Granted, the theme issues spotlighting Black gay communists with polio are a little thinner than most, but surely that’s the exception that proves the rule. Simpler times when the moon might still be made of green cheese and a man’s word was his bond and hips knew their place and kids would play outdoors until dark, turning over every rock to find bugs (as opposed to finding new pronouns).īoth periodicals are c hock-full of articles about how swell the country used to be for its citizens. I am overjoyed that these two magazines are still around to remind a powder keg of a nation about simpler times. In the early 1980s, as part of a school magazine fundraiser, my (then-future) wife wheedled her grandfather into purchasing a much-enjoyed subscription to “Reminisce.”







Reminisce about the good old days