A just about perfect childhood memory
I often wonder if I'm one of the few who remembers that there was never any such thing as The Good Old Days - or if I'm just one of the few who admits it. Sorry, but the 70s and 80s were not all that great, or at least not much better than things are today.
Still, every imperfect era has its own perfect memories.
In the late 70s and early 80s, Saturday night was Fantasy Island night at our house. My siblings and our best friends would gather in front of the TV and scarf pizza and root beer - and we would all simultaneously announce 'Da Plane! Da Plane!' along with Tattoo to officially begin the start of Fantasy Island.
Pizza, root beer, siblings and friends - and a TV show whose only purpose was to entertain a group of siblings and friends.
Life wasn't perfect then - but it sure felt like it for a few hours every Saturday night.
Still, every imperfect era has its own perfect memories.
In the late 70s and early 80s, Saturday night was Fantasy Island night at our house. My siblings and our best friends would gather in front of the TV and scarf pizza and root beer - and we would all simultaneously announce 'Da Plane! Da Plane!' along with Tattoo to officially begin the start of Fantasy Island.
Pizza, root beer, siblings and friends - and a TV show whose only purpose was to entertain a group of siblings and friends.
Life wasn't perfect then - but it sure felt like it for a few hours every Saturday night.
- slackline70
- 6 déc. 2021