To the Editor:

Back in the day, all us "old geezers" played outside, not online.

Parents called your name, not your cellphone. And if you didn't eat what mom cooked, you didn't eat.

There are some things money can't buy, like manners, morals and intelligence, or closing the refrigerator door really slowly to see when the light goes out.

Use aluminum foil on the TV rabbit ears to make it come in more clear. Swinging on a playground swing and going as high as you could, so when you jumped off, you could see how high you could go.

Can you remember the worst things you could do, like a boy giving cooties, war was just a card game, when only skinned knees hurt and only toys were broken, when we only smoked the tires on our bicycles and, through all of this, we just wanted to grow up.

Growing up meant using Mercurochrome on every nick and cut, and used paper bags to wrap our school books in so they would not get worn on the edges,

When refreshment drinks were Coca Cola, Pepsi Cola and 7-Up, and they were all in a glass bottle, and when books were signed out of the library with a return date card in them, and when our cowboy heroes were Roy Rogers, Gene Autry and John Wayne,

When we used Play-Doh to pull cartoon pictures from the newspapers in reverse, Heckle and Jeckle comic books, the Wimpster and his hamburg frenzy, Maypo chocolate drink, and when you wished you could own an eight-count box of Crayola Crayons.

When your dad's car needed two keys, one for the ignition and one for the trunk, when there was no remote to change the TV channels, the Spirograph toy set and all it could do, and when all rolls of film came in a plastic container.

When a popular game at school was Jacks, on Friday nights when drive-in theaters were popular, portable Motorola radios to play when at the beach or on picnics, and when putting playing cards or baseball cards in the bicycle spokes helped to make noise.

As we grow older, these things in life become more scarce. They are left behind to an era and a time when life was good and it was simple, and we all had values and morals and we all listened to our parents and didn't get in trouble with the law, and we went to school because if we didn't, we were in fear of the truant officer.

The Cold War was the big concern of the American public. We had air raid tests and air raid shelters and civil air patrol and everyone was in fear of getting the dreaded disease polio.

We survived it all; the good old days, as we still call them, are the days we wish we could go back in time to.

Life was good.

I will always cherish the memories of those days and the things that made our life go around.

Thanks, from an old geezer.

Jeffrey B. McBreairty

New Milford