Sunday, December 27, 2009

1950's New Year

My goodness, is another year about to tick over already? The older I get, the faster time seems to fly by.

By the way, as usual, these are not my family photos, but family photos I "borrowed" from others on the net. By the time I finally came along, and grew a bit, the importance of taking pictures wasn't a big priority. And Dad would take photos, but never get the film developed, so I was lost for much of my youth. Meh, doesn't matter, I'll have fun with these folks' memories.

What do I remember about celebrating each New Year growing up? Watching the count down in Times Square on our black and white, then finally color TV set.

I alway had insomnia (still do, I'd like to think a brilliant brain never wants to sleep lol) so staying up until Midnight wasn't usually a problem.

Dad would get those little poppers. They look like little plastic champagne bottles with a string around the neck. You point them towards the room, pull the string and POP! Little colored paper streamers came out. I was too frightened to pop them (always afraid I'd burn my little artistic fingers), but I was fascinated by the tiny paper rolls of streamers that came out of them. If some weren't unrolled, I'd help them along.

I know they still make those paper streamer poppers, because I have some left from 2000, during the millennium excitement. Our computers didn't crash, did they? Heh.

I used to hear some of the neighbors banging on pots and pans out front. I always thought that was dumb. No offense to those of you who did or do this, I was a kid who was of modest means, and to me, banging pots and pans confirmed to the world that you didn't have any horns to toot or poppers to pop instead. Maybe I was wrong, but, kids will be kids.

And then they'd drop the ball at Times Square, we'd pop the poppers, listen to the horns blowing, Mom and Dad had champagne, I'm sure we had kid drinks, and we'd drag off to bed to watch the local Rose Parade on TV the next morning.

What do you remember about celebrating the New Year when you were young?