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From:darrell.schoolcraft@enron.com
To:swtgurlntx@aol.com
Subject:FW: [Fwd: "Remember"]
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Date:Thu, 6 Sep 2001 12:32:09 -0700 (PDT)



[Schoolcraft, Darrell] This is pretty cool. This is just how I remember it.
Please show this to Kara. I bet Mom can remember back.

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Subject: Re: "Remember"


< REMEMBER....
<
< When the worst thing you could do at school was smoke in the bathrooms,
< flunk a test or chew gum. And the banquets were in the cafeteria and we
< danced to a juke box later, and all the girls wore fluffy pastel gowns
and
< the boys wore suits for the first time and we were allowed to stay out
till
< 12 p.m....
<
< When a '57 Chevy was everyone's dream car...to cruise, peel out, lay
rubber
< and watch drag races, and people went steady and girls wore a class ring
< with an inch of wrapped dental floss or yarn coated with pastel frost
nail
< polish so it would fit her finger.
<
< And no one ever asked where the car keys were 'cause they were always in
the
< car, in the ignition, and the doors were never locked. And you got in big
< trouble if you accidentally locked the doors at home, since no one ever
had
< a key.
<
< Remember lying on your back on the grass with your friends and saying
things
< like "That cloud looks like a..."
<
< And playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the
game.
< Back then, baseball was not a psychological group learning experience-it
was
< a game.
<
< Remember when stuff from the store came without safety caps and hermetic
< seals 'cause no one had yet tried to poison a perfect stranger.
<
< And...with all our progress...don't you just wish...just once...you could
< slip back in time and savor the slower pace...and share it with the
children
< of the 80's and 90's ......
<
< So send this on to someone who can still remember Nancy Drew, The Hardy
< Boys, Laurel & Hardy, Howdy Doody and The Peanut Gallery, The Lone
Ranger,
< The Shadow Knows, Nellie Belle, Roy and Dale, Trigger and Buttermilk as
well
< as the sound of a real mower on Saturday morning, and summers filled with
< bike rides, playing in cowboy land, baseball games, bowling and visits to
< the pool...and eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar.
<
< When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the
fate
< that awaited a misbehaving student at home.
<
< Basically, we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn't because of drive
by
< shootings,drugs, gangs,etc.
<
< Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! But we all
survived
< because their love was greater than the threat.
<
< Didn't that feel good, just to go back and say, Yeah, I remember that!
<
< And was it really that long ago?
<
<