The time traveler’s kids

My daughter-in-law posted this to her Facebook account:

While driving to Girl Scouts this evening Laney [she’s seven] asked me if there were sidewalks when I was born, or if it was just grass and no roads. Wow, not even 30 yet and my daughter has me growing up on the wild open plains. :)

Eventually, you’re able to joke about it. “Yes, we were required to take just two semesters of American History. Of course, back then there were only 19 states, instead of 57.”


  1. fillyjonk »

    2 April 2010 · 4:14 pm

    She should do what Calvin’s (Hobbes’ friend) dad once did, and claim that the world was in black and white some years back, and it only became color later on.

  2. McGehee »

    2 April 2010 · 6:23 pm

    Why, when I was a kid before talkies, we all spoke in subtitles.

  3. CGHill »

    2 April 2010 · 6:53 pm

    It could have been worse. You could have been smacked in the face with one of the intertitle cards.

  4. Lisa Paul »

    2 April 2010 · 8:12 pm

    Hell, McGehee, in my childhood, we were all in Black & White. And, of course, we all walked uphill both ways through the snow 25 miles to school which was only one room and heated with a woodstove. And we had to throw our textbooks into the fire because all the wood was petrified. And dinosaurs were roaming the Earth…

  5. Tom »

    3 April 2010 · 11:34 am

    I have an antique car and the radio only plays Al Jolsen hits.

  6. Baby M »

    3 April 2010 · 3:52 pm

    I have a couple of friends, Dan and Nancy, who are a few years older than me; their youngest son, Andy, is the same age as my oldest (now 17).

    A few years ago, Dan mentioned to me that his first job in the early 1970s was delivering telegrams in downtown Cleveland.

    Andy, then about 10 or 11, rather innocently asked, “What’s a telegram?”

    It took a moment for one of us to come up with an explanation Andy could relate to: “It was sort of like e-mail, but they printed it off and gave you the hard copy.”

  7. CGHill »

    3 April 2010 · 4:04 pm

    Which is actually a pretty darn good explanation, I think.

    Back in the middle 1980s, I was paying for an email service: $35 a year for the mailbox, and half a buck to send to anyone else on their network. (Needless to say, there was damned little spam at that price.) At the time, ninety-something-point-something percent of the population didn’t have any sort of email access, so for an extra dollar, they’d print it out and send it via the Postal Service to the recipient. Might as well have been a telegram — except that then, Western Union was charging more than a buck-fifty for a wire.

    One of my better remarks was prompted by WU’s departure from the business, in fact.

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