Connie Webb

Memories From The Sixties - Poem by Connie Webb

I remember when...

I could finally where pants to school
No more frilly little dresses for me
It was easier to play on the monkey bars, too.

We finally acquired a
Big black and white TV
I cried for joy watching Lassie escape another dangerous situation
And I watched the Beatles appear
On the Ed Sullivan show
For the first time
With our country western listening dad yelling
“Oh no, hippie music.”

I got my first pair of go-go boots
And felt just like a movie star.

People said “Right On” and “Groovy”
And gave each other the Peace sign.

John F. Kennedy gave a speech in New York
And I couldn’t see it
So my dad lifted me high on his shoulders
Even though I didn’t know much about things political
I knew I was in the presence of a great man.

And I remember when
I wore my first P.O.W. bracelet
And hoped for war to end
Still hope for it to end today.

Comments about Memories From The Sixties by Connie Webb

  • (3/29/2007 6:37:00 PM)

    I was tempted to be the jackass that said 'Thanks, because I
    don't remember it! ' But, I do!
    I remember being sent home from school (third grade) and not
    knowing why! Going over to my best friend's house to see if we could
    get in some extra play, and his mom telling me to go home... with tears
    in her lovely eyes - - - and still not knowing why! I remember walking
    around the neighborhood, all by myself ! ... in 1963.
    My folks were pretty cool! ... I watched Ed and those ' long - hairs ',
    but, I couldn't hear a thing! They didn't even shake their heads in disgust.
    ... In fact, they even liked ' Yellow Submarine '. I guess that I had
    them well trained by then. I will never forget the day that my step-dad
    took me to the city, so that I could be the first one in my neighborhood to
    have ' Mrs. Brown, You've got a lovely daughter '... and they can revise it
    any way that they want... BUT, I heard him say (live on our T.V.) ...
    ' It' a small step for man, and a giant leap for mankind ! '. BUT - - -
    Mostly, I remember the constant explosions on T.V. - - - and all the
    shooting going on! ... and all that shooting going on! ... and as I
    got older, being fearful that I might have to do some of that myself!
    But, being 16 going on 17, going on 18 ... I was chasing after
    your Go - Go boots! ... so to speak!

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  • Brian Dorn (5/11/2006 12:03:00 PM)

    Connie, great ending, some things never change! A very nostalgic poem with a wonderful message.
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  • (5/7/2006 9:50:00 PM)

    The sixties were happy years for me,
    thanks for bringing memories back
    Charles Garcua
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  • (5/7/2006 8:44:00 AM)

    right on! (i still say it) ...its a wicked groovy phrase. thanks for this, i got to picture the sixties through your eyes. i think you could have taken any one of these ideas & threshed it out onto it's own star-lit scene.
    Best care, Sus.
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  • (5/7/2006 7:27:00 AM)

    Lovely poem, I have the same memories of the sixties too - thank you.

    By the way Santa Claus does exist have a look at my poem 'Mummy who is Santa Claus'
    Terry Brewer
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  • (5/7/2006 7:26:00 AM)

    Great read Connie, we must be around the same age hihihihihih Lol's I remeber evrything in this poem darling “Right On” and “Groovy”, Loved it dave xxx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 7, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 5, 2006

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