As the editor of Good Old Days magazine for the last seven years, I have had the privilege of reading the childhood memories of thousands of Americans who are now in their 60s, 70s, 80s and even 90s. The writers hold their recollections near and dear to their hearts and reflect with deep, abiding sentiments what it was like growing up in a bygone era. The stories are sometimes poignant, sometimes funny, and sometimes, they are simply humble skips down memory lane. But, despite our tagline of "The magazine that remembers the best," sometimes the stories we receive are painful. Not all of our Good Old Days were good.
Our February Issue
Key Connections
Those Magical Phone and Power Lines
Dear Friends of the Good Old Days,
Its location in the center of our home reflected its central location in my life. The olive-green rotary phone that hung on our kitchen wall in the 1960s and early '70s was critical to the advancement of my budding social life. When I turned 13 years old and was allowed to use it freely, that green phone and I became inseparable.My dad had put an extra-long cord on it, so I could take the...
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My sister, Tot, and I shivered with excitement. Today was The Day! Electricity was coming to Happy Valley. We could hardly wait.
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