Or you can remember a time when social and media would never even have been used in the same sentence?
It did exist.
That non-Facebook-non-Twitter-and-a-complete-and-utter-lack-of-Pinterest era.
People read books and wrote letters and baked pies for each other and met at the fence and had actual face-to-face conversations.
And watched Schoolhouse Rock.
And learned the preamble to the Constitution.
I was singing a little Schoolhouse Rock in the car the other day.
The chatter was at full volume all around me with heated discussions about why 3-D movies were so much better and how school lunches didn’t have any salt in them any more and that fall break was almost here and that the first amendment to the constitution guaranteed the right to free speech.
And quietly….to myself….I started to sing the preamble.
“We the people…..in order to form a more perfect union…..establish justice….ensure domestic tra…..”
My voice trailed off as I realized there was complete silence in the car.
No one was talking.
Three sets of eyes stared at me in complete and utter astonishment.
“Mom,” my son said in a whisper. “How do you know that song?”
“Schoolhouse Rock?” I replied. “Everyone knows Schoolhouse Rock. We used to watch it all the time on television when I was your age.”
“You did?” he asked. “Really? I didn’t even know they had television back then.”
I think he was actually serious.
I think he meant it.
He thought we didn’t have television.
Did he think I came over on the Mayflower?
We might not have had Twitter or Facebook or Pinterest or cell phones.
But we knew our way around a good set of rabbit ears.
And just as I was about to prove that I had a television.
A television with programs.
And channels. And remote controls. And Schoolhouse Rock.
Just as I was about to sing an entire verse of “Conjunction Junction…..what’s your function”…… a little voice piped up from the back of the car.
“Of course they had television when mom was little. Right, mom?”
Ahhhh….at last….someone had my back.
Someone who knows how young I am.
Someone who recognizes that I know all about cell phones and DVR’s and computers and Pinterest.
Someone who doesn’t think I was there for the signing of the Constitution.
And then…..then little voice from the peanut gallery in the back of the car added, “I mean….they had televisions….
…..the screens just didn’t have any color. That happened way later.”
I guess it’s just you and me…..George Washington…..we Constitution signers have to stick together
PS Just in case you were around before Pinterest started….what’s your favorite Schoolhouse Rock?