Wednesday, February 16, 2011

"Long Ago and Far Away"

I received the following in an email today.  It originally came with lots of great vintage photos, but for whatever reason, I am not able to copy all of them.  I've included the ones I could.  I decided  to post the poem, because for many of us it is oh so true!  If you don't remember these things, it probably means you are too young.  If you are old enough, this will take you right back! 

(As poetry goes, its not very good, but the message is crystal clear!)

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,

For Ike was in the White House in that land where we were born,
Where navels were for oranges, and Peyton Place was porn.
We learned to gut a muffler, we washed our hair at dawn,
We spread our crinolines to dry in circles on the lawn.

We longed for love and romance, and waited for our Prince,
And 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,
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.
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.

Buicks came with portholes, and side shows came with freaks,
And bathing suits came big enough to cover both your cheeks.
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.

                                             ~~ Author Unknown

If you didn't grow up in the fiftys, you missed the greatest time in history!   Hope you enjoyed this as much as I did.


  1. I grew up in the 50's! I remember everything in the poem,and you are right, it was a great time to grow up. Now, when I look back and know how innocent, or naive I really was, I wonder just what advantage it is to kids today to grow up so fast.
    My two-year-old granddaughter is "hooked" on the "I, Carly" videos already. It's a scary world out there. I am so glad I am not raising kids now. (Maybe that's why we have them when we're young! LOL!)

  2. OMG Mellodee, that's wonderful. I actually had my teen years in the 40's but still very young in the 50's. I wonder if each generation thinks their's was the best. I suppose they would look at that poem and pictures as antiquated, dull and just old fashioned. They would wonder how we survived without a cell phone attached to our ear. How'd we text? Our music didn't make us deaf in old age. That is one precious email you received and I thank you for putting it on your blog. Makes me a little sad for what is no more.
    Love and peace.

  3. Thank you for sharing this. I smiled my way through all of the wonderful memories it brought back. (Loved seeing Howdy Doody too). Fun post! laurie

  4. Very nice! I remember those days fondly. But, I have to admit, I also love today with all the technology and opportunities for travel, knowledge, etc. Someday our grandkids will be waxing poetically about the first decade of the new century.


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