This is so true, I hope you all enjoy it.
I
have no idea who put this together, but it is
wonderful!!
Long ago and far
away, in a land that time forgot,
Before the days of Dylan ,
or the dawn of Camelot.
There lived a race of innocents, and
they were you and me,
We longed for love
and romance, and waited for our Prince,
Eddie Fisher married
Liz, and no one's seen him since.
We danced to
'Little Darlin,' and sang to 'Stagger Lee'
And cried for
Buddy Holly in the Land That Made Me,
Me.
  
Only girls wore
earrings then, and 3 was one too many,
And only boys wore
flat-top cuts, except for Jean McKinney.
And only in our
wildest dreams did we expect to see
A boy named George with
Lipstick, in the Land That Made Me, Me.
We fell for
Frankie Avalon, Annette was oh, so nice,
And when they made
a movie, they never made it twice..
We didn't have a
Star Trek Five, or Psycho Two and Three,
Or Rocky-Rambo
Twenty in the Land That Made Me, Me.
Miss Kitty had a
heart of gold, and Chester had a limp,
And Reagan was a
Democrat whose co-star was a chimp.
We had a Mr.
Wizard, but not a Mr. T,
And Oprah couldn't talk yet, in the
Land That Made Me, Me.
We had our share of heroes, we never thought they'd go,
At least not Bobby Darin, or Marilyn Monroe.
 For youth was
still eternal, and life was yet to be,
And Elvis was
forever
in the Land That Made Me, Me.
We'd never seen
the rock band that was Grateful to be Dead,
And Airplanes
weren't named Jefferson , and Zeppelins were not Led.
And Beatles lived
in gardens then, and Monkees lived in trees,
Madonna was
Mary in the Land That Made Me,
Me.
We'd never heard
of microwaves, or telephones in cars,
And babies might be
bottle-fed, but they were not grown in jars.
And pumping iron
got wrinkles out, and 'gay' meant fancy-free,
And dorms were
never co-Ed in the Land That Made Me,
Me.
We hadn't seen
enough of jets to talk about the lag,
And microchips were
what was left at the bottom of the bag.
And hardware was a
box of nails, and bytes came from a flea,
And rocket ships
were fiction in the Land That Made Me,
Me.
T-Birds came with
portholes, and side shows came with freaks,
And bathing
suits came big enough to cover both your cheeks.
And Coke came just
in bottles, and skirts below the knee,
And Castro came to
power near the Land That Made Me,
Me.
We had no Crest
with Fluoride, we had no Hill Street Blues,
We had no
patterned pantyhose or Lipton herbal tea
Or
prime-time ads for those dysfunctions in the Land That Made
Me,
Me.
There were no
golden arches, no Perrier to chill,
And fish were not called
Wanda, and cats were not called Bill
And middle-aged
was 35 and old was forty-three,
And ancient were our parents
in the Land That Made Me,
Me.
But all things
have a season, or so we've heard them say,
And now instead
of Maybelline we swear by Retin-A.
They send us invitations
to join AARP,
We've come a long way, baby, from the Land
That Made Me, Me.
So now we
face a brave new world in slightly larger jeans,
And wonder
why they're using smaller print in magazines.
And we tell
our children's children of the way it used to be,
Long ago
and far away in the Land That Made Me,
Me.
If
you didn't grow up in the fifties,
You missed the greatest time in history,
Hope
you enjoyed this read as much as I
did.
If So,
PLEASE FORWARD to someone who will appreciate...
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