There are 2 guess who's here and some Baby Boomer jokes below them:


On the left is Mr. Walt Gislason with President Clinton,
Thanksgiving 1998.
(this is a real photo from the President's webpage!)

Tribute to Walt and Raeanna Gislason
by the City of Willmar, a U-Tube video, have your sound on!
(watch for DHS alumni on this one!)
September 2007

DHS CLASS OF 69

Guess Who???



"The Flying Nun" (who wrote that at the top of the picture in my '68 yearbook?)

Hint - look below

then..... and now:

Born to be Mild!  a U-Tube of Baby Boomers, have your sound on!

25 SIGNS THAT YOU HAVE GROWN UP

1. Your houseplants are alive, and you can't smoke any of them.

2. Having sex in a twin bed is out of the question.

3. You keep more food than beer in the fridge.

4. 6:00 AM is when you get up, not when you go to bed.

5. You hear your favorite song in an elevator.

6. You watch the Weather Channel.

7. Your friends marry and divorce instead of "hook up" and "break up."

8. You go from 130 days of vacation time to 14.

9. Jeans and a sweater no longer qualify as "dressed up."

10. You're the one calling the police because those %&@# kids next door won't turn down the stereo.

11. Older relatives feel comfortable telling sex jokes around you.

12. You don't know what time Taco Bell closes anymore.

13. Your car insurance goes down and your car payments go up.

14. You feed your dog Science Diet instead of McDonald's leftovers.

15. Sleeping on the couch makes your back hurt.

16. You take naps.

17. Dinner and a movie is the whole date instead of the beginning of one.

18. Eating a basket of chicken wings at 3 AM would severely upset, rather than settle, your stomach.

19. You go to the drug store for ibuprofen and antacid, not condoms and pregnancy tests.

20. A $4.00 bottle of wine is no longer "pretty good shit."

21. You actually eat breakfast food at breakfast time.

22. "I just can't drink the way I used to" replaces " I'm never going to drink that much again."

23. 90% of the time you spend in front of a computer is for real work.

24. You drink at home to save money before going to a bar.

25. When you find out your friend is pregnant you congratulate them instead of asking "Oh shit, what the hell happened?"

Bonus:

26. You read this entire list looking desperately for one sign that doesn't apply to you and can't find one to save your sorry old ass.

Then you forward it to a bunch of old friends 'cause you know they'll enjoy it too.
 

It was fun being a babyboomer...
... until now. Some of the
 artists of the 60's are revising their hits with new
 lyrics to accommodate aging babyboomers:
 
 They include:
 
 Herman's Hermits --- Mrs. Brown, You've Got a Lovely Walker
 
 Ringo Starr --- I Get By With a Little Help From Depends
 
 The Bee Gees --- How Can You Mend a Broken Hip?
 
 Bobby Darin --- Splish, Splash, I Was Havin' a Flash
 
 Roberta Flack --- The First Time Ever I Forgot Your Face
 
 Johnny Nash --- I Can't See Clearly Now!
 
 Paul Simon --- Fifty Ways to Lose Your Liver
 
 The Commodores --- Once, Twice, Three Times to the Bathroom
 
 Marvin Gaye --- Heard It Through the Grape Nuts
 
 Procol Harem --- A Whiter Shade of Hair
 
 Leo Sayer--- You Make Me Feel Like Napping
 
 The Temptations --- Papa's Got a Kidney Stone
 
 Abba --- Denture Queen
 
 Tony Orlando --- Knock 3 Times On The Ceiling If You Hear Me Fall
 
 Helen Reddy --- I Am Woman, Hear Me Snore
 
 Leslie Gore --- It's My Procedure, and I'll Cry If I Want Too!
 
 And my favorite:
 
 Willie Nelson --- On the Commode Again

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WHAT a Great  Flash Back For Most Of  Us!!
Another Goody For The Old-timers

My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem to
get food poisoning.

My Mom used to defrost ham burger on the counter AND I used to eat it raw sometimes, too. Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting E. coli.

Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.

The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.

We all took gym, not PE... and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors. I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell
us how much safer we are now..

Flunking gym was not an option...even for stupid kids! I guess PE must be much harder than gym.

Speaking of school, we all said prayers and sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught al l sorts of negative attention.

We must have had horribly damaged psyches. What an archaic health system we had then Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.

I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.

I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations.

Oh yeah... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!

We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked.

Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $49 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.

We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got our butt spanked there and then we got butt spanked again when we got home.

I recall Donny Reynolds from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.

To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that?

We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes? We were obviously so duped by s o many societal ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac! How did we ever survive?

LOVE TO ALL OF US WHO SHARED THIS ERA, AND TO ALL WHO DIDN'T- SORRY FOR WHAT YOU MISSED. I WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING
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TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1940's, 50's, 60's and 70's!!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked
and/or drank while they were pregnant. 

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a
can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our
tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored
lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors
or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no
helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
 
As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no
car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags. 

 Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was
always a special treat.
 
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from
a bottle.

 We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one
bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank
Kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren't overweight
because, WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

 We would leave home in the morning and play all day,
as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day.  And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of
scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out
we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes
a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes,
no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no
video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's,
no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet
or chat rooms.......WE HAD FRIENDS and we went
outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth
and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and
the worms did not live in us forever.

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made
up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although
we were told it would happen, we did not put out
very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and
knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked
in and talked to them!

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the
team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with
disappointment.   Imagine that!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the
law was unheard of.  They actually sided with the law!

These generations have produced some of the best
risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation
and new ideas.  We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL
WITH IT ALL!

If   YOU are one of them...CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have
had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers
and the government regulated so much of our lives
for our own good.
While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they
will know how brave (and lucky) their parents were. 
 
Kind of makes you want to run through the house
with scissors, doesn't it?!
The quote of the month is by Jay Leno:
"With hurricanes, tornados, fires out of control, mud slides,
flooding, severe thunderstorms tearing up the country from
one end to another, and with the threat of bird flu and terrorist
attacks, are we sure this is a good time to take God out of the
Pledge of Allegiance?"

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN GUILTY OF LOOKING AT OTHERS YOUR OWN AGE AND THINKING,

"SURELY I CAN'T LOOK THAT OLD?" WELL... YOU'LL RELATE TO THIS ONE!

I WAS SITTING IN THE WAITING ROOM FOR MY FIRST APPOINTMENT WITH A NEW
DENTIST. I NOTICED HIS DDS DIPLOMA, WHICH BORE HIS FULL NAME. SUDDENLY, I
REMEMBERED A TALL, HANDSOME, DARK-HAIRED BOY WITH THE SAME NAME HAD BEEN
IN MY HIGH SCHOOL CLASS SOME 40-ODD YEARS AGO. COULD HE BE THE SAME GUY
THAT I HAD A SECRET CRUSH ON, WAY BACK THEN??
UPON SEEING HIM, HOWEVER, I QUICKLY DISCARDED ANY SUCH THOUGHT.  THIS
BALDING, GRAY-HAIRED MAN WITH THE DEEPLY LINED FACE WAS WAY TOO OLD TO
HAVE BEEN MY CLASSMATE. HMMM ...OR COULD HE???
AFTER HE EXAMINED MY TEETH, I ASKED HIM IF HE HAD ATTENDED MORGAN PARK
HIGH SCHOOL.
"YES. YES, I DID. I'M A MUSTANG," HE GLEAMED WITH PRIDE.
"WHEN DID YOU GRADUATE?" I ASKED.
HE ANSWERED, "IN 1959. WHY DO YOU ASK?"
"YOU WERE IN MY CLASS!" I EXCLAIMED.
HE LOOKED AT ME CLOSELY. THEN, THAT UGLY, OLD, WRINKLED SON-OF-A-BITCH ASKED:
"WHAT DID YOU TEACH?"

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do you have to tell it all?

Where do you get the glaring right
To make my clothes look just too tight?

I think I'm fine but I can see
you won't co-operate with me;

The way you let the shadows play,
You'd think my hair was getting grey

What's that, you say? A double chin?
No, that's the way the light comes in;

If you persist in peering so,
You'll confiscate my facial glow,

And then if you're not hanging straight,
You'll tell me next I'm gaining weight;

I'm really quite upset with you,
For giving this distorted view;

I hate you being smug and wise...
O, look what's happened to my thighs!

I warn you now, O mirrored wall,
Since we're not on speaking terms at all,

If I look like this in my new jeans,
You'll find yourself in smithereens!!

**
 How old is Grandpa?
Stay with this -- the answer is at the end -- it will blow you away.

One evening a grandson was talking to his grandfather about current events. The grandson asked his grandfather what he thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general.
The Grandpa replied, "Well, let me think a minute, I was born before:

'        television,

'        penicillin,

'        polio shots,

'        frozen foods,

'        Xerox,

'        contact lenses,

'        Frisbees and

'        the pill.

There was no such thing as:

'        radar,

'        credit cards,

'        laser beams or

'        ball-point pens.  

Man had not invented:

'        pantyhose,

'        air conditioners,

'        dishwashers,

'       clothes dryers,

'        and the clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air and

'        man hadn't yet walked on the moon.

Your Grandmother and I got married first-and then lived together.  

Every family had a father and a mother.

Until I was 25, I called every man older than I, 'Sir'- and after I turned 25, I still called policemen, firemen and every man with a title, "Sir.'

We were before gay-rights, computer- dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group therapy.

Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense.  

We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions.

Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege.

We thought fast food was what people ate during "Lent."  

Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins.  

Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started.

Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends---not purchasing condominiums.

We never heard of satellite radios, FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings, ugh.  

We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President's speeches on our radios.  

And I don't ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey.

If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan' on it, it was junk.

The term 'making out' referred to how you did on your school exam.

Pizza Hut, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of.

We had 5 &10-cent stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents.

Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Coca-Cola & Pepsi Cola were all a nickel.

And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter a nd 2 postcards.

You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600 but who could afford one?

Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon.  

In my day:

'        "grass" was mowed,

'        "coke" was a cold soft drink,

'        "pot" was something your mother cooked in and

'        "rock music" was your grandmother's lullaby.

'        "Aids" were helpers in the Principal's office,

'        " chip" meant a piece of wood,

'        "hardware" was found in a hardware store and

'         "software" wasn't even a word.

 
And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder people call us "old and confused" and say there is a generation gap... and how old do you think I am?
I bet you have this old man in mind...you are in for a shock!

Read on to see -- pretty scary if you think about it and pretty sad at the same time.    


This man would be only 58 years old!

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