poy - my era
Friday, Oct. 24, 2003 - 1:15 pm

random thought: pieces of you


If you could go back in time and live in/or experience any era of your choice, what era would that be?

hmmm, this is a tough one. i would like to have been a teenager in the 50's. i want to go to the soda shops and hang out. have the liberty to go where ever i want with my friends, but know that everyone has to be back by a reasonable time. i want to go to drive in movies in a big 57 chevy with my boyfriend. i want to wear bobby socks and saddle shoes. i want to wear my hair in a flippy fashion that looks like i just plopped in on top of my head like a wig. i want to go to sock hops. i want to fall in love with the beatles. i want to watch jonny carson on black and white tv. i want to be one of the first girls to use liquid mascara. i want to go to the city and walk inside a building with the first ever computer that's a block long... and i want them to stick in a math problem when we start walking and by the time we get to the end it will have solved the problem... and i want to be thoroughly impressed by it!

i also think it would be fun to be a rich adult in the early 1900's... like 1910. it would be so cool to be the wife of a man who started his own business. we're wealthy because he made us wealthy. he took initiative when we were young and said, "the united states doesn't have ______, so i'm going to give it to them!" and actually do it! i would be so proud of my husband. i would be proud of our business. i would wear the fanciest dresses and hats and gloves and shoes. i would get taken around town in my own private model t. my husband would probably know henry ford personally... maybe they were old school chums. i would go to big dinner parties. i would know president roosevelt and president taft. i would have been invited to the white house for dinner parties. i would attend charity events and donate money in large amounts. i would most likely have numerous scholarships i funded for the education of young men... and perhaps even a young woman or two. i would be respected and loved. my name would be known for years after my death. people would reflect and say, "she was truely a good person. always so generous and loving."

it'd be fun to be in one of those time periods.