Where are they, I can't seem to find them .....

 then I look in  the mirror, ahhh, there they are  staring back at me. I am of course   referring to  the older but wiser eyes and the wrinkles that are  etched into my face by  years of life  that have   managed to march ahead and escape me! In case you haven't noticed  I am thinking about the past, no, this is not a pity trip or  one of those, "if I could  I would go back and change everything," whims. I might not change anything  given the chance, just maybe a " tweak" here and there but a huge ear to advice I chose to ignore. I am thinking back to when life was  simple  and fun.  I lived in a small town and  if you met anyone on the street, you or someone in your family knew them and yes, they actually recognized and spoke to you! I wish this were  true today so our children and grandchildren could experience some of the simple pleasures we enjoyed  such as the "corner drug store/soda shoppe " remember those? You may remember  the neighborhood "sock hop" at the local radio station on Friday evening or  the "picnic basket  raffle and cake walks"  that were used to raise money for local events.  Yes these did exist,  they are realities of  "Yester Years".  Did you enjoy  this  "peek" at the content  of one of the  pages  that will be a window into the past and a " recurring " post  to  this blog ?