The generation that walked to school — and walked home.
The generation that finished homework fast just to get outside and play.
The generation that spent every spare minute in the street with friends.
The generation that played hide and seek until it was too dark to see.
The generation that carried thick wallets stuffed with real photos.
Now everything we own lives somewhere in a cloud.
The generation that made mud pies.
The generation that traded sports cards.
The generation that gathered empty Coke bottles, returned them for a few cents, and turned that into a Mountain Dew and a candy bar.
The generation that built paper toys with our own hands.
The generation that bought vinyl records to spin on a turntable.
The generation that filled albums with pictures and newspaper clippings.
The generation that pulled out board games and cards when the rain kept us inside.
The generation whose TV signed off at midnight with the national anthem.
The generation that had parents who were present.
The generation that whispered and laughed under the blankets so Mom and Dad wouldn’t know we were still awake.
That generation is fading, and it won’t be back.
I wouldn’t trade growing up when I did for anything ✌️✌️😎
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