What have they done with it that it now has such staying power? This newest bottle tells me it’s good until Feb. 28. I’d like the same guarantee.
Then there are telephone booths. When was the last time you saw one? They were integral parts of many movies, and they were a parent’s suggestion when daughter went off with a new gentleman friend. “Here is a nickel so you can call if things go wrong. Just go to a telephone booth” was the advice. Hey, remember a nickel? But that’s what the phone call cost back then .What does a nickel buy now? And of course you don’t have to go looking for a telephone to call for help because it’s right there in your hand where you’ve been texting.
I’m not even gong to mention street cars, but they were wonderful. And I remember a camaraderie among the passengers. And that leads me to interurbans, which were a great way to travel to Indy or Hartford City or Muncie.
And the Rose Bowl Parade was far less sophisticated. The floats were simpler but very, very beautiful — and the flowers were glorious and the beauty was almost overwhelming, and we marveled. Now there is nothing simple about them. Imaginations have gone off into the wild, blue yonder Animation is a must and the floats depict a different kind of world. Their story is complicated. And yes, they are overwhelming and we still applaud, but they don’t make my soul sing. There’s something about a Fort Wayne parade when kids sit on trucks and wave and folks sitting along the curb can recognize friends and neighbors who are loving being part of the show. The Rose Bowl Parade is a yearly tradition I still love to watch, but have you noticed the difference? Am I just being an elderly curmudgeon? (Perhaps you shouldn’t answer that.)
Tempora mutant. And we change, too. Even trash pickup is now done differently in my neighborhood. The trucks go merrily down the streets, no chugging through an alley. And we can see who recycles and who doesn’t. Crowds still gather to watch the ball drop on New Year’s Eve, and football rules the roost on New Year’s Day.
And I wouldn’t wan t to face a world without blessed Saran Wrap.
But milk lasting months?
Betty E. Stein is a retired teacher and resident of Fort Wayne.