“GENE AUTRY GIVES ME GOOSEBUMPS”

Let's see - 65 years ago...   riding my bike after school, roller skating ("who took the key?"), watching Howdy Doody, Buffalo Bill, and Clarabell, getting my early sexual awakening listening to Gene Autry sing. No remote control for our black and white TV. "What? No remote?" "And only three channels." "What? Was this in the Dark Ages?"

"And what do your kids do in 2016?" "Well.... they have their computer games. They walk the dog when I threaten them. They go to Grandma's house with us on Thanksgiving if I promise them a new computer game. They're good kids."