Saturday, August 28, 2010

Not Old: Fortunate

Recently read a post entitled Wanna Feel Old?  Read the Beloit College Mindset List. .  While I can't say that it actually made me feel old, it did make me reminiscent of an era that has passed.  My thinking ran and ranged from childhood memories, to my own experiences with technology, to my children's and their friends' craving to be instantly connected to one another 24/7. 

When Pete & I married we bought a brand new Curtis Mathis TV that came with a new VCR, free for a year.  At the actual time we got it, there were no stores in our town at which to rent a movie.  We had to make 25 min runs to a nearby larger town to rent VHS tapes.  Needless to say, we didn't use it much at first.  But before the year was over, there was a video rental store at the end of our road.   We used it more, our free year ran out, they wanted $1000 for it, so we said thanks but no thanks.  Four or five years later we bought one second hand.

In that case we were ahead of the crowd.  Other times we've lagged behind.  In the 90's Windows and the www started spreading all over.  Average folks were buying computers, going online.  In 2004, Pete brought home our first computer.  A second hand one from where he worked, running Windows 98.  We knew nothing about PCs.  Turned out it had no sound card, no modem and only a 3gig hard drive.  Now, we have almost 6gigs of music alone on our PC!  But it gave us our first glimpse of the www and gave Bubba the Office tools he needed for high school.

Phones.  When Pete and I married we were on a  3 party-line with rotary.  Within just a few years we were the only ones on the party line, but our rates were locked in.  We never upgraded to touchtone, just to keep our party line.  Once, when Bubba was small, a man from AT&T called trying to get us on caller I D.  Well, that would mean upgrading and more $ per month.  And as interesting as it might be we didn't really need it.  And I had a hard time making him understand why we didn't need it.  In fact, he got down right mad at me.  The conversation went something like this:

Him:  With caller ID, you'll know who's calling.
Me:  I'll know as soon as I answer.
Him:  But, you'll know before you answer and won't have to talk to them if you don't want to.
Me:  If I don't want to talk to them, I'll just say so and hang up.
Him:  If you miss a call, you'll know it. 
Me:  So?
Him:  If it were important you can return it.
Me:  If it's important, they'll call back. 

He didn't make his sale.  We moved later and with new service lost our party line rate, and while all new installs are touchtone, we still have NO extras at all on our line.  Our phone bill is approximately $25 a month...what's yours?

A couple more background tales, and then I'll proceed with what I came here for.

I remember when Bubba was in grade school we were going to be gone for the Thanksgiving holidays to our deer camp.  One of his little friends asked him what the phone number was there.   Bubba told him there was no phone. As their conversation continued, this little fellow couldn't imagine that we were going to a place with no phone, no running water, no electricity.  Just coal oil, firewood, butane and crickets.

A few years later when he was in Jr. high, some of my co-workers were decrying the $100+ they were having to spend on their students shoes.  They couldn't believe Bubba wore $20 Wal-Mart shoes.  I explained my reasoning; one, his feet were still growing.  Two, he was very rough on his shoes.  Third, his daddy earned his living in a pair of $120 Red Wing work boots....there would never be a day I'd spend more on his shoes than the ones that provided for him.

Now, I'm getting around to it.  Bubba reached high school.  More and more friends had cell phones.  Once again, there was no need, no point in him having one that we could see.  There was a pay phone in the school lobby.  If it were a crisis the office would call.  To and from school he was on the bus.  Then he was at home where we have our highly dependable land line. 

Eventually, Bubba worked enough and made enough at odd jobs and on breaks that he had his own spending money.  At first he used a lot of it to buy camouflage and other higher priced clothing.  Then he got into car stereos, amps and speakers.  Once he had his job at the feedstore and steady income, he got himself a cell phone.  Bully for him!  That's fine.  I have played with it and used it to make pictures to use on the computer before we had a digital camera.  We have borrowed it when we were going on a long trip and calls back to home would normally be long distance.  There's times we've been worried about him and found it reassuring to call and know what was going on.  After the hurricanes, he had service before we had our land line back. 

Technology in and of itself is neither good nor evil.  I believe God gifted man with intellect and skills to think, design, and craft things to help him explore his world, solve problems he encounters, etc.  But as Bubba reached his later teen years, my heart has cried for him and his friends and this whole must be instantly connected every moment of the day generation.  They rob themselves, cheat themselves, and often hurt one another with the likes of cell phones, texts, im's, MySpace, Twitter and such. 

They assemble together in twos or in groups.  There they are, face to face.  Time together with a good friend, a date, their buddies.  But they are constantly interrupted and caught up in outside contacts via their technology.  Conversations aren't as deep as they could be, there's no time to just chill and share silence together.

They make mistakes like every generation.  They hurt a friend, break-up, etc.  They make unkind comments, a joke goes too far.  There's anger. They have no time to be alone and reflect.  To cool down.  To feel sorry.  To miss someone.  To think for themselves without constant input from other persons and sources.  To pray.  To cry. 

I feel fortunate because I know what it is to wonder for hours or days if he really liked me.  That I've had time to kick, scream, cry, calm down and see things from someone else's point of view.  I've had long, rambling conversations with friends and family without distraction.  I've had the excitement and anticipation build to a fever pitch waiting to share good news or a surprise. 

I'm thankful that my children, though they may use social media far more than I ever have, have also experienced life lived slowly.  May their souls remind them of that when they need to unplug, wind down, recharge.


  1. Wonderful entry. I think I can truely say I've never been bored in my life so it kills me to hear young people say they are bored. As for the hunting camp we did that too and it was so much fun just filling the feeders with a flashlight, three barrels buried for a septic tank. Oh what memories!

  2. I really enjoyed this entry Barbara!! It is so true!! I especially liked the part about shoes!! I will have to remember this next time we go shoe shopping! And it is so hard to keep track of who comes in contact with our children now that cells are the rage. I have one but I don't like it except for emergencies or when driving for the most part. It did come in handy during the hurricanes in Florida because it came on before our regular land line. I have the same old marked up flip phone that I bought like 6 years ago. Spring tries to get me to upgrade and I keep saying no thank you, this old fashioined flip cell phone is just fine Ha ha!!
    Lisa in Kentucky

  3. So glad I don't have kids growing up now. It would be very hard to raise a kid who appreciates simple, quiet things.

  4. Wonderful entry! I'm caught in between it all. I've always believed in living a more simple life and have always kind of lagged behind a bit where technology was concerned. At this point with two teenagers and another in college I've had to get with the times a bit. I'm glad that I did hold my kids back a little on some things (they all wore Walmart shoes too and never though a thing of it), and I do think the simpler ways in their young days made them better people even if they are high tech now.
    PS - I have no idea how to turn my TV on anymore or use the universal remote, no joke! LOL!

  5. Excellently put as usual Barbara. I know my son wants all the gadgets his friends have too, but so far (and he's only9!) I've kept my foot down. I told him when he starts doing chores to earn his own money, he can buy stuff like mp3s and stuff. Anything that his dad and I don't have- he won't either unless he buys it with his own money so he can know the values of things.
    Now, our phone bill is up there now that we have highspeed internet, but it's still less than a lot of other folks. Our electric bill runs average 50 bucks, less in the winter. We still don't (and won't ever) have a credit card- and you ought to see or hear the surprise when people tell us we can pay by one and we tell them cash or nothing LOL. It's about as funny as when the airconditioning companies do their "we're in your neighborhood and noticed your air conditioner needs maintanance" and I tell them we don't have one. That's almost unheard of in South Florida! Algore should be proud...
    I get what you're saying Barbara, some of the technologies are cool and very handy, but unless it's something really useful, I can do without. Gotta love us country bumpkins huh! God Bless you sister of mine!! Love me :-)

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  9. I think you have to be of the pre-'now' age to get this at all Barbara. I despair at the attachment to technology - even though I use it (as now) but I like to think as a tool not the demanding appendage it has become. The second the 3 o'clock bell comes in school every ear is clicked into the ipod and phone. Every incident is an emergency needed to be communicated to half the known world. There is not time for reflection or time out. When they come to me for meditation it is often the only quiet time they can remember (falling asleep usually to the tv with their phone under their pillow). I tell them it's their time to 'reboot' and they totally believe me. How sad.

  10. Nice post. It is a different generation now.


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