I remember when I was a kid, candy bars were only 25 cents.
I could play outside without my parents having to constantly check on me into the dusk.
I remember the ice cream truck, riding my bike MILES away without a cell phone, staying home alone for a few hours until mom and dad came home.
I didn't throw a fit my my mom told me to wash the dishes, by hand since we didn't have the luxury of a dish washer; I wouldn't have been able to sit if I dared to whine or say no!
I remember going to Thrifty's to the ice cream counter and for 35 cents I could get an ice cream cone while my mom waited for her prescription.
When it was my birthday I could go to 31 Flavors (now Baskin Robbins) and get a scoop of ice cream for 31 cents.
I remember taking my $2 allowance for the month, and riding my bike to Grocery Outlet and getting a sack FULL of candy to last me the month!
I remember when this odd new ice cream came out, no one knew what to make of it and I could buy Ben & Jerry's for $1 at Grocery Outlet!
I remember the BEST lemon cookies were TruBlu!
I remember getting slice of Checkerboard vanilla and orange sorbet ice cream, but only after mom decided if we should pry open the glued on top, or open one of the sides.
I remember running around barefoot on the sidewalk and in the street when it must have been close to 100 degrees outside, yet I couldn't tell.
It was the 'time of my life.' The time when I didn't have to worry about anything but doing what I was told so I didn't get my ass beat!