Bittersweet Memories

I remember way back when….

When the phrase was “Excuse me” and not “Excuse you”

When did the tables turn? If I am not mistaken, if you need to get by, you are the one that needs to be excused…

So much has changed since the days when I was a youngster popping gum like fireworks and exploring my old neighborhood..freely…safely….

So much has changed since children rode bicycles in packs and parents knew who their children played with because they talked over the fence, in the driveways, at the supermarket, at the schools and as they sat out on front porches sipping something light and watching their children play.

….so much has changed

I would never imagine that people would make horrendous remarks about the President of this country and nothing be done about it. Growing up I felt that it must be a crime to down talk the president because no one dared get on national television and call the president out of his name and no one definitely had the nerve or audacity to point their finger in his face….

….but I remember the time also when having a black president was only a dream….

So much has changed…I don’t like it