WHEN YOU HAD ME

WHEN YOU HAD ME





When you had me, and what kind of blog can I derive beginning with that statement.  Do you really have another.  Another what?  And if that becomes clear, the actual details of content of our time together can be considered.  Animal.  Mineral.  Or Vegetable.  And now I revert back to the heydays when my brain was in full use and development.  1952 to 1959.  We had our first television and it was black and white and that’s where this blog begins.  My Topic:  When You Had Me.





 
 
Before I get off track and leave you wondering what he had for breakfast, I want to include this part.  In 1952 I saw this television program for the first time.  At home.  Was a popular television game show.  Title:  Animal, Vegetable, Mineral?    Experts came before the cameral to identify interesting objects.  This was a  BBC program.  I think there was a American equivelent, but am not sure which one came first and gets the original distinction.  Remember this was 1952.











When I had you, brings to mind that perhaps I did not take full advantage of your presence.  And this is a simple example.  Where I live, they have declared a war on downtown parking.  They and I don’t really know who that is, because its not me, want to make more revenue on parking your car near anything that the public really wants to use.  Like your front door, and so in front of your house are parking meters, and this is in the neighborhoods, not just downtown. 



At first I thought, "This is nuts."  But then I realized that greed is fundamental human behavior.  The mayor and the budgets of the city, they just want more.  More revenue.  And all this leads to something I have noticed.  Greater dependence on public transportation, and less and less use of the private car for daily use of coming and going.  Parked in the garage, if you have one.  On the driveway, other wise and now in a specific context, when I had you becomes very specific.  When I could afford to have a car, I didn’t realize this was a special privilege.  Now I do.

 







When you had me, or in a different order:  when I had you does this bring to remembrance a special time when we just thought this would last forever.  Cars and Men and Women and Bling.  Does that about cover it.  Independent states and now we are in a time of temporary and jobs are difficult to come by.  Even so, we are tinkering with healthcare in the place I am in.  Its all interconnected.  Insurance and the concept that everybody has access to affordable care.  Which is something badly needed, but the web-site  doesn’t work and they are making it mandatory and have imposed a deadline to get me signed up. 



Now you have me, between a rock and a hard spot, and it makes wonder, "Are we having fun yet."  " And are we there yet? " , asks the 5 year olds as if we had a planned destination.  Little do they know we are driving around the same block over and over, to get the one free spot that is affordable.  And everybody wants it.  Free and Abundantly Available.  And if you give it away for free, you will be called bad names.  And so it goes. 

When you had me.




Not sure what point I am trying to make.  Not sure if I am trying to judge content of satisfaction in my daily life, and do so comparing it to the way it was, 30 years ago.  Fighting the temptation to go back, make comparisons about when you had me, or I had you.  Sports car or Volkswagen beetle and at the time I had a full schedule.  From home to school to work.  Morning to night and without a car, I would never have accomplished this routine, that got me through college and into life.  Home and family and then heartbreak. Learned the hard way, this is not a perfect world.  Before long, if 15 years is a long time, you be the judge; I found myself starting over.  You were gone.  And all these years later, sure is true.  I still miss you.  But there is no point to wear that on my sleeve.  I need to find parking and the Littles are getting restless. 


 

This is not a good example of when you had me, and how you thought about it.  I was too busy at the time.  Hardly realized how time flies and its over in a blink of the eye.  Even now, its difficult to accept that you are gone.  That I have sold my car, and now walk from place to place and bus stop to bus stop.  No convenience and no longer stop at the convenience store on the way home from work, bringing the loaf of bread she needs to make tomorrow’s lunch for dad and the kids.  Instead, we order it on the internet.  One loaf of bread and pay for home delivery.  And I am thinking, geesh.  I really miss you.  Volkswagen simple.  But not now.





   To complete my thought and not miss a beat nor my original thought when deciding to write this blog.  I wanted to ask, "when you had me, did it drive  you crazy?