My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the samecutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't get foodpoisoning. My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat abite raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in waxpaper, in a brown paper bag, not in icepack coolers, but I can'tremember anybody getting e.coli. Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake insteadof a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then. The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, anda pager was the school PA system. We all took gym, not PE... and risked permanent injury with a pair ofhightop Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-trainingathletic shoes with air cushion soles and built-in light reflectors. Ican't recall any injuries but they must have happened, because they tellus how much safer we are now.... Flunking gym was not an option... even for stupid kids! I guess PEmust be much harder than gym. Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the National Anthem,and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negativeattention. We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then. Remember school nurses?Ours wore a hat and everything, and she could even give you an aspirinfor a headache or fever. I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself. I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cablestations. Oh yeah, and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I gotthat bee sting? I could have been killed! We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacantconstruction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-centbottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't stinglike iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked! Now it's a trip tothe emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle ofantibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor forleaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it wassuch a threat. - (For my 6th grade class, it was 'king of the hill' onthe snow pile in the playground parking lot and our class was so roughthat we had a hill of our own!) We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either, because if we did, wegot our butt spanked there, and then we got butt spanked again when wegot home. I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing histricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off. Little did his Momknow that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up andswatted himfor being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck. To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that theywere from a "dysfunctional family". How could we possibly have knownthat we needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes?We were obviously so duped by so many social ills, that we didn't evennotice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac! How did we eversurvive? LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA, AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T---- SORRYFOR WHAT YOU MISSED. I WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING Share this with someone (over age 40, of course), and brighten their dayby helping them to remember that life's most simple pleasures are very often the best! If you can think of anymore, please add to the list!