I was ridiculously nostaglic last night - you know, the angst you get when it seems like everything that was good in the past is gone and can not be recaptured. I'm blaming "Where the Red Fern Grows" and consequently Netflix for offering these great old movies for Instant view. Either way, although the new generation of kids will never know what they are missing, I was sad for them last night as I realized that to them the definition of classics will be "Hannah Montana" and "The Simpsons."
kits used - Vintage USA by Kay Eflin, I Love Television by Julie Mead
Journaling:
Who will comfort them at night when the lights go out and they are not ready for sleeping just yet? Whose voices will they hear? Will they offer the same solace as Lucy and Mary?
We [my sisters and I] were born just in time. We grew up with classic TV, with role models like Lucille Ball and Mary Tyler Moore and Dick Van Dyke. We knew that Green Acres was the place to be, that horses do indeed talk, and where everybody knows your name. I look at TV now and I don’t see the same comfort. Slowly they are banishing these shows to DVD, &replacing them is an impossible task. It’s unexplainable how it feels late at night to hear the slow tempo and dramatic music of the TV shows from the 50’s- the 80’s.I Love Lucy, Facts of Life, Mork & Mindy, Fantasy Island... watching them might not make me cool, but it makes me feel safe and secure in the world.