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In reply to the discussion: Police Investigate Family for Letting Their Kids Walk Home Alone. Parents, We All Need to Fight Back [View all]Divernan
(15,480 posts)1959 - Small town America/county seat of a farming community - back when families were one car and parents were not chauffeurs to teenage kids. So my friends and I - walking 2 miles on crisp fall evenings, with the smell of burning leaves in the air - to see Friday night games. Saturday nights, weather permitting, we'd walk about the same distance back and forth to the local CYO to dance to the juke box. And we didn't lock our doors back then either. Very, very good times. Now? That farming community became a distant suburb to Chicago - crime rates are up, and the local cops dress and arm themselves like they're in Kandahar Province. Nobody walks anywhere at night.
Lost in the Fifties Tonight
RONNIE MILSAP
"Lost In The Fifties Tonight"
Close your eyes, baby
Follow my heart
Call on the memories
Here in the dark
We'll let the magic
Take us away
Back to the feelings
We shared when they played
In the still of the night
Hold me darlin', hold me tight
So real, so right
Lost in the fifties tonight
These precious hours
We know can't survive
But loves all that matters
While the past is alive
Now and for always
Till time disappears
We'll hold each other
Whenever we hear
In the still of the night
Hold me darlin', hold me tight
So real, so right
Lost in the fifties tonight