They just don't make things like they used to anymore. That makes me sound like an old person. But I've been thinking that since I was a kid. I had an awesome Care Bears lunch box in elementary school. I loved it. I took it to school as often as possible. But my favorite part about it was the thermos. The cap would screw off and could double as a cup. I could pour the contents of that thermos right into the cap and drink it. The problem was, my thermos leaked. I remember it ruining my lunch too many times. I quit using it shortly after I got it. I remember thinking of the older tin lunch boxes and wondering why don't they make things to last like they used to.
My friend, Dani (babysitter back then), introduced me to classic movies with actors like Katherine Hepburn and Cary Grant. My dad introduced me to classics like Alfred Hitchcock movies. I grew to love some of the best movies of all time and the best music of all time. Etta James, Billie Holiday , Louis Armstrong's version of What a Wonderful World (tell me that song doesn't make you smile), and Ol' Blue Eyes himself, Frank Sinatra.
These days, we seem to do something to cheapen good things. We throw in rude humor to great story lines in movies. We have talented musicians (and not so talented musicians) playing crap all over our radio stations. We make things to BE cheap and disposable, quick and easy.
You may or may not know that To Kill a Mockingbird is one of my all time favorite stories. There is a thread in this story about a mysterious neighbor named Boo Radley. In front of his house, there is a tree with a hollowed out knot in the trunk. Scout and Jem Finch find all sorts of treasures inside this tree.
But unfortunately, they just don't make them like they used to. Ours has been framed with chewed up pieces of gum and inside we've found treasures like a golf ball, and easter candy wrappers… I took this picture of Isaac and Asher looking into the tree, but a second later Asher said, "They all smell minty." I didn't realize they were smelling the "abc" gum. Gross. Anyway. I've taken it upon myself to become the new Boo Radley of my neighborhood. I'm not going to hide inside or spread rumors that I stabbed someone with scissors but I am going to find trinkets to hide inside this tree and see what happens.
"Neighbors bring food with death and flowers with sickness and little things in between. Boo was our neighbor. He gave us two soap dolls, a broken watch and chain, a pair of good-luck pennies, and our lives." — To Kill a Mockingbird