The Good Ol' Days
In the past, I have shared with you that I keep a list of 21 Great Words of Advice on my desk. I continue to read these and try to act on them daily. Recently, I have been thinking about the good ol’ days. I’ve been thinking about the sayings that I have grown up with, their meanings, and how they have influenced my life. I guess what is really the cause of this reflection is this CRAZY world we are living in right now and I can’t help but wonder why we have moved so far away from what were simpler and, in my opinion, better times.
Let me share with you a few of those old sayings versus today’s new mentality.
Old: “You are the master of your own ship.” Today: ” Somebody or some entity needs to take care of me.”
Old: “You can accomplish anything if you put your mind to it, work hard, and never give up.” Today: “Only the upper 1% is going to have success.”
Old: “Your hand shake is your word.” Today: “Sue me if you think I am wrong.”
Old: “Leave a place better than you have found it.” Today “Who cares, I don’t own it.”
Old: “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” Today: “It is all about ME!”
Old: “There is honor in a good hard day’s work.” Today: “I am over qualified and cannot do that.”
Old: “When the going gets tough, the tough gets going.” Today: “That’s really not fair. I deserve this.”
If I have hit a nerve and this angers you, well, that is not my intent. If I have hit a nerve with someone and you would like to share some of your thoughts that illustrate a change in how we seem to function today, please do.
All I know is I grew up in a middle class working class neighborhood here in Greensboro . I went to public schools, played public sports, made average grades, and was raised to have a great work ethic by God fearing parents. My two brothers and I were expected to have jobs to earn our own spending money. I had a morning paper route on the edge of downtown Greensboro starting at age 10. It was always “yes sir” and “no sir” and if I got in trouble at school, well I knew I would get punished again from Dad when he got home from work.
We played outside throwing a ball or riding around the neighborhood on our bikes. We respected each other and each other’s property and we had a clear understanding of right and wrong.
Most of all, I knew that my success would be dependent on the level of my direct effort, hard work, prayers, and some luck. I was in control of my future.
Well, that was then and in so many ways I wish it was now. I still believe in the dream I held as a boy. I just hope that others still do too.
Just my thoughts.