I grew up in Orange, NJ with a summer home in Toms River, NJ at a time when everyone treated each other with respect. We didn't eat a lot of fast food. We drank Kool-aid, ate lunch meat sandwiches, PB&J sandwiches, grilled cheese sandwiches, hot dogs, pot pies but mostly home made meal such as meatloaf, fried potatoes, beans and cornbread.. We grew up during a time when we would gather glass bottles to take to...See More the store and use the deposit money to buy penny candy. (We even got a brown paper bag to put the candy in). You sure could get a lot for 25 cents. We went outside to play games, ride bikes , jumped rope and raced against siblings, played hide and seek, Red Rover, Red light green light, mother may I. There was no bottled water, no microwave or cable tv, no cell phones, no hair straighteners... We ate eggs at the breakfast table before going to school. We watched Giligans Island & American Bandstand or worked in the yard and garden after school and watched some cartoons on Saturday morning. If you were bad in school, you got in trouble there and when you got home you got in trouble again because they magically already knew. Paddling was allowed in school and you behaved yourself or else. We would ride our bikes for hours all without a cell phone or electronic games. You LEARNED from your parents instead of disrespecting them and treating them as if they knew nothing. What they said might as well have been the gospel. If someone had a fight, that's what it was...a fist fight and you were back to being friends after. Kids that were around guns were taught to respect them and never thought of taking a life. You had to be close enough to home to hear your Mom yelling to tell you it’s time to come home for dinner. There were no worries that someone would snatch us up never to be seen again. We ate around the dinner table and talked to each other. School was MANDATORY. We said the Pledge of Allegiance and listened to our teachers. We watched what we said around our elders because we knew If we DISRESPECTED any grown up we would get our behinds busted. It wasn't called abuse, it was called discipline! We held doors, carried groceries and gave up our seat without being asked to. You didn't hear curse words on the radio or TV, and IF you cursed you did it away from the public or you got your mouth washed out with a bar of soap. “Please” and “Thank you”, “yes ma’am” and “no ma’am” were part of our daily dialogue! Re-post if you're thankful for your childhood and will never forget where you came from! Wouldn't it be nice if it were possible to get back to this way of life? Copy and paste... change the Town to where you lived. Lots of good times and memories!