tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post7909279900735572286..comments2024-02-08T16:31:59.808-06:00Comments on Jerralea's Journey: It's a Different WorldJerraleahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04303751802364926617noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-20973108461135834132014-07-18T12:54:43.355-05:002014-07-18T12:54:43.355-05:00Oh, and those glasses were hilarious! ;0)Oh, and those glasses were hilarious! ;0)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-6525909449929565092014-07-18T12:50:31.395-05:002014-07-18T12:50:31.395-05:00I totally know what you mean! I grew up in the 80&...I totally know what you mean! I grew up in the 80's, and my parents were pretty strict, but I STILL had more freedom than I would let my kids have now. I wandered our neighborhood and the woods around our house all alone, and like you, I didn't even realize at the time how much glorious freedom I had. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-14984348856213655172014-07-18T06:48:12.463-05:002014-07-18T06:48:12.463-05:00Certainly times have changed. My two oldest kids (...Certainly times have changed. My two oldest kids (now in their early and mid 40's) had that kind of freedom. Now, it's a much different world. I remember walking to our little neighborhood store to buy penny candy. Great memories!Melaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14483833008527417306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-61565490514049674902014-07-17T23:22:50.276-05:002014-07-17T23:22:50.276-05:00You are so right, life was so much different back ...You are so right, life was so much different back then. I think that would have been fun to go wondering around those open houses! Now some realtors here wait out in the car for people to come to open houses or have several realtors working it for safety purposes. It is interesting too that us growing up we knew our boundaries, we had the freedom, and we didn't have cell phones for our parents to check up on us. How did they ever manage not to worry?<br /><br />bettybettyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06323135450742337670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1069784873554550905.post-68283618533762483332014-07-17T14:08:31.531-05:002014-07-17T14:08:31.531-05:00Oh my friend...how things have changed! My grands...Oh my friend...how things have changed! My grandson and I were talking about this very thing when he was here a few weeks ago. I lived on a dirt road one mile from the elementary school and church that I attended...and I walked. That dirt road is now paved (many years ago) and it isn't really safe to walk it. Yes...times have changed.Diannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15916346102440260126noreply@blogger.com