It was an ordinary day. Looking through a few old magazines that I had forgotten I had in my filing cabinet. One such magazine had tales from the past when I was a teenager back in the 1960s. I had just learned to drive and had purchased a 1953 Henry J two-door car. Loved the car and had fun transporting my friends to and from school as well as going to dances and parties on weekends. From time to time we would stop at various ice cream shops for a cone or perhaps a sundae while we talked about the latest news that was important to teens at the time. One location had a jukebox which seemed to always be playing our favorite songs. We usually took turns putting dimes and nickels in the jukebox so we could hear our favorite songs. Today, so many of the things we used to do have been forgotten, replaced by more modern technology. Many locations still have juke boxes, but they have been stripped of the records that used to play the music and replaced with units that can hold a multitude of songs rather than fewer songs and only take quarters.
Oh for the good old days! |
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