Here's the thing, our world is so confusing right now. Shelter in place orders differ from one state to another, news from Washington is unreliable, even our forward thinking, life saving Governor Newsom is getting push back.
It leads me to remember one of the basic divides that shaped my early life.........
It leads me to remember one of the basic divides that shaped my early life.........
Which team were you on? Could you play for both? Lunch box selection, for little fangirls like me was critical to get the new school year started on the right path.
Now Bobby, was a bit older, a bit safer, and that Christmas album! When I fell for him, he was in a show, that lasted an entire season, Getting Together. Should I be embarrassed or proud to recall that Bobby had been on Shindig ( truly before my time) and then Here Come the Brides? I dreamed and hoped that his breakout show would be the beginning of really getting to know him, but it was not meant to be. His music was sincere, semi-groovy, and I was proud to walk the halls of Hillside School with my lunchbox, that featured his stats on one side, photo on the other, and a quickly shattered thermos inside.
Then, came David Cassidy, and the Partridge Family and " I Think I Love You", this was my Beatles on the Ed Sullivan Show moment. This lunch box graced my life for 4th grade, and my sandwiches tasted all the better for having spent the morning encased in this metal tribute to the best family pop band in the history of the known world.
So, here is how life went for me, school, school, church school, choir, school, school, FRIDAY NIGHT, my sister and I would scoot across the street to our welcoming neighbors, and Friday TV show night. It was the best of times, Nanny and the Professor, The Brady Bunch, The Partridge family, back to back, with commercials for aspirational products, Lip Smacker, Clearasil, Kool Aide!
At our house, sometimes we had a TV ,sometimes we didn't, our parents were not watchers, and with 5 kids largely under-supervised, breakable items, like TVs didn't fare well, so for critical events, Friday night shows being the most critical, our good neighbors, the Tokars, welcomed us in for popcorn, and to see our pop idols.
And on a side note, this one is for you baby brother....
Now Bobby, was a bit older, a bit safer, and that Christmas album! When I fell for him, he was in a show, that lasted an entire season, Getting Together. Should I be embarrassed or proud to recall that Bobby had been on Shindig ( truly before my time) and then Here Come the Brides? I dreamed and hoped that his breakout show would be the beginning of really getting to know him, but it was not meant to be. His music was sincere, semi-groovy, and I was proud to walk the halls of Hillside School with my lunchbox, that featured his stats on one side, photo on the other, and a quickly shattered thermos inside.
Then, came David Cassidy, and the Partridge Family and " I Think I Love You", this was my Beatles on the Ed Sullivan Show moment. This lunch box graced my life for 4th grade, and my sandwiches tasted all the better for having spent the morning encased in this metal tribute to the best family pop band in the history of the known world.
So, here is how life went for me, school, school, church school, choir, school, school, FRIDAY NIGHT, my sister and I would scoot across the street to our welcoming neighbors, and Friday TV show night. It was the best of times, Nanny and the Professor, The Brady Bunch, The Partridge family, back to back, with commercials for aspirational products, Lip Smacker, Clearasil, Kool Aide!
At our house, sometimes we had a TV ,sometimes we didn't, our parents were not watchers, and with 5 kids largely under-supervised, breakable items, like TVs didn't fare well, so for critical events, Friday night shows being the most critical, our good neighbors, the Tokars, welcomed us in for popcorn, and to see our pop idols.
And on a side note, this one is for you baby brother....
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