A great piece that touches on so many truths. I’m so thankful I grew up when I did (the 70’s and 80’s), and dearly miss those carefree days. However, having recently retired, I find those feelings of endless possibility coming back after so many years of nose-to-the-grindstone obligation.
Another great issue bringing back nostalgic feelings. I wish I could get all this in a full-sized print magazine in my actual mailbox every single month. I love the physicality of a good print magazine to archive away on my shelf. Tons of nostalgia in that itself... like waiting for my next issue of Amazing Spider-man to arrive in the mailbox while away at school.
Regarding the summer nostalgia, I do all I can to get my kids off their computers and out into the yard to enjoy their summers but life is just different for kids now. The tablets and computers have supplanted that call for adventure with friends around the neighborhood and even giving that space for imaginative solo play. Imaginations are stunted by all the digital brain candy. I used to spend hours outside each day, biking, running around imagining I was whatever superhero I was into at the time, working on my tree fort, and bringing my action figures & other toys out for some play in the sunshine. I'm sure they're forming their own memories in their own way, but damn... I count myself lucky to have grown up in the amazing, disconnected 80s and 90s.
A great piece that touches on so many truths. I’m so thankful I grew up when I did (the 70’s and 80’s), and dearly miss those carefree days. However, having recently retired, I find those feelings of endless possibility coming back after so many years of nose-to-the-grindstone obligation.
Same here!
This is awesome John! Love the magazine. So many great memories there!
Another great issue bringing back nostalgic feelings. I wish I could get all this in a full-sized print magazine in my actual mailbox every single month. I love the physicality of a good print magazine to archive away on my shelf. Tons of nostalgia in that itself... like waiting for my next issue of Amazing Spider-man to arrive in the mailbox while away at school.
Regarding the summer nostalgia, I do all I can to get my kids off their computers and out into the yard to enjoy their summers but life is just different for kids now. The tablets and computers have supplanted that call for adventure with friends around the neighborhood and even giving that space for imaginative solo play. Imaginations are stunted by all the digital brain candy. I used to spend hours outside each day, biking, running around imagining I was whatever superhero I was into at the time, working on my tree fort, and bringing my action figures & other toys out for some play in the sunshine. I'm sure they're forming their own memories in their own way, but damn... I count myself lucky to have grown up in the amazing, disconnected 80s and 90s.
You're crushing it, brother.