About Me

In writing the "About Me" portion of this blog I thought about the purpose of the blog - namely, preventing the growth of Socialism & stopping the Death Of Democracy in the American Republic & returning her to the "liberty to abundance" stage of our history. One word descriptions of people's philosophies or purposes are quite often inadequate. I feel that I am "liberal" meaning that I am broad minded, independent, generous, hospitable, & magnanimous. Under these terms "liberal" is a perfectly good word that has been corrupted over the years to mean the person is a left-winger or as Mark Levin more accurately wrote in his book "Liberty & Tyranny" a "statist" - someone looking for government or state control of society. I am certainly not that & have dedicated the blog to fighting this. I believe that I find what I am when I consider whether or not I am a "conservative" & specifically when I ask what is it that I am trying to conserve? It is the libertarian principles that America was founded upon & originally followed. That is the Return To Excellence that this blog is named for & is all about.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Responses - Nostalgic Message For America From Malaysia

Last night's subject message brought back many memories such as "I well remember much of what was on the video....feel so blessed to have been part of those wonderful years." I showed a friend who stopped by another - "Hate to admit it but during these years I was married already and my own kids heard this music on Bandstand!! Talk about old!!" The writer is full of life & I never think of her as being older than nostalgia itself.

The two messages below add to the walk down Memory Lane.

---Response #1---

Doug, I loved this. I was born in 1953, and my childhood was very like that depicted.

I miss privacy. I miss modesty. I miss business clothes, men in suits with hats and ties. (If men knew how attractive a well cut suit makes a man look, they'd wear them mowing the lawn.)

I miss the absence of profanity. I can remember my father swearing only once.

I miss getting 200+ Christmas cards - and my Dad worked in the post office and my mom not at all till I was in high school.

I miss libraries that are silent, men that give me their seat on the subway and hold the door open for me.

I miss the assumption of the virtue of honest labor, irrespective of the color of the laborer's collar.

I miss being "Miss Powers" or, for 35+ years, "Mrs. Morrow": speaking to someone using their first name should be a privilege, not an entitlement.

But it's a great comfort knowing that there are quite a few of us who share a number of these sentiments.

Hope you're well. Hugs to Carol!

---Memories From The Historian---

Nostalgic piece was very good. Brings back memories riding NYC subway when the fare was 5 cents & traveling by car using Brooklyn Bridge to NYC from Brooklyn - toll fee -zero (no tolls at that time).

Also I remember going to see "old" movies at local theatre - husband ran the projector and wife took in the money (two cents) from small booth located at entrance to theatre - you could sit there all day seeing same movie several times, which some people did.

You may not recall - at end of World War II General Eisenhower was being groomed to run for president. During the war, he was stationed in London and had a pretty female jeep driver. Whether he had an affair with her is not known but they were close. Ike was told he had to say married. He was to eliminate romance with the driver - if he did not his chances of being Pres. nil.

The rest is history - he ran and won.


  1. Doug I'm with Miss Powers / Mrs. Morrow - being born in 1969 I just missed that world...my parents were not boomers but Greatest Generation...so our family albums were full of those pictures and our stories and manners were closer to those described. It's amazing how offended people get nowadays when I refer to them as Mr. or Mrs. So and so...even those old enough to remember when it was the norm!

    And my husband looks INCREDIBLE in a suit and hat. Wish they were showing hats and gloves and modest skirts and sensible but stylish shoes like I see in the old movies.

    It affected how people treated each other...and a much safer world to raise children in.
    I also wish the Mass was still chanted in Latin, but that's another story.

  2. AH! Nostalgia-- What a great subject. I could give you 1000 words on this subject--but I won't I don't remember going to the movies much when we lived in Manhattan but when we moved to Brooklyn in 1938, there was a movie theater within walking distance. Even better, there was a malt shop across the street, After the movie, my friends and I would hang out at there slurping malts or eating Sundaes till they threw us out.
    I wonder how many remember that the price of a movie ticket included 2 films, a cartoon or two and a thriller serial production. You had to go every week if you wanted to see the next episode. Those were the days when you got your monies worth.