The Future of my Past is now my Present

Growing up in the 60's, I used to wake up at 5 a.m. (!) just to turn on the little black and white tv set so I could wait through the test patterns and the national anthem until my favorite cartoon came on —

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5 thoughts on “The Future of my Past is now my Present

  1. I love this Pam and what you are saying is so true. I let my mom read this then we spoke about some of the things you said that she also lived through. I just seem to take changes all in stride and I guess the idea of being allowed to publish my own books just overwhelms me and my gosh who knows what else is going to transpire during my lifetime. I will tell you this much, if they come up with a shuttle to Mars or the Moon I think I will keep my feet firmly planted on this Earth thank you very much, and wait to see what other futuristic treats await me. Wonderful blog Pam! ~Khloe 😎 xo ♥

  2. Great Blog! I'm one of the OLDER Baby boomers…by 1960 I was a whopping 9 years old~ My memory of Saturday morning cartoons was all black and white, and now they are not only in color and HD, but soon in 3D! Not only are we seeing the Jetson's come to life, it is coming so fast I can't keep up!My kids tell me I am still living in the dark ages… no Ipod or Iphone, no Kindle or Nook,not even an HD television!! OMG!I am horrible at texting, but I bet I can type faster than all my kids put together! And as long as I have a working computer…I'll be happy!Oh, and thanks for the reminder…I had a load in the washer and in the dryer!(Thanks for following my blog, Pamela, but I noticed you did not add your first line!!) Sharon 🙂

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