July 22, 2010


I grew up on white bread and butter
My milk had cream at the top of the glass bottle
We drank coffee and soda pop
And ate donuts and original Oreos
Ate red M and Ms
We ate raw hot dogs, and fried baloney
Fluffer-nutter sandwiches
And fried chicken – skin and all
Wheat germ was for health nuts who did yoga

Rode in eight-cylinder autos with no seat belts
Rode our bikes without helmets
Breathed in war veterans' second-hand smoke
Topped off our tanks with leaded gasoline
Our rivers caught on fire and dead fish lined the shores
Wringer washers crushed the buttons on our shirts
And our laundry dried and froze on the clothesline outside
Now, my Outlook has an inbox.

- By Anthony Buccino
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