Reminiscing Poem by soren Barrett

I remember when phone calls were a dime
When burning the flag was a crime
No air conditioning or television
Driving without fear of a collision

One could camp and not see a soul
When no road had a toll
One worked an hour for a dollar
A high school graduate was a scholar

When a coke was a nickel
From a barrel of brine they sold a pickle
When outside a butcher a carcass hung
The Star Spangled Banner with pride was sung