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Peace College class of ‘78 and Meredith College class of ‘80. I truly give THANKS every single day for those sweet, sweet years! Friends were forever and relationships were real and face-to-face……Values were our parent’s legacy and for the most part we made them proud and still had FUN! Life was real and the future was ours for the taking! It was literally the time of my life!
- I think about these things often now that my girls are in college/grad school. While it’s kinda awesome that I can always “see” them thanks to tracking apps, it’s also a little disheartening knowing that they will never know the true freedom that the college years historically yielded.
- I spoke with my parents each Sunday evening (the cheap long distance hours) from a “community” phone, and my parents always ended with, “have a good week, make good choices, and call us next Sunday) and it was left to me to define “good choices”.
- Now, I can track them 24/7. I can text them when they are out at 2am to remind them to Uber with a buddy, as if they aren’t capable of making good choices. They wouldn’t think anything of it, but “in our day”, we would have been mortified…and insulted….I often long for the good old days! And yes, I do pretty well at parking my mama helicopter these days…
And you could actually discover something…like you had actually go to New York to get certain foods or really good art supplies… now, just order it online, anything… That special cheesecake. The special German beer. The 80’s were not too shabby either. Way too much fun was had and none of it was documented!
Love this! The 90’s college experience was awesome. Missing and wishing we weren’t so immediately connected nowadays. Yes to all this! I always say we were so lucky to not have social media and phones connected to us.
Early 70s! No fast food, nothing! Sororities and dorm friends. I time when one was taught “You do not stand if you are smoking a cigarette!” 14 of my sorority girls are still my best friends. We still gather several times a year for long weekends and a week in the summer..at the beach of course. 45 year history. Friendships made then were strong and long lasting . I love my DZs!