What did you get from the 60’s?

questionmarkSo what are your favorite memories of the 60’s? What carried over from the 60’s to your life? Were you a child of the 60’s or your parents were?

Have fun with this and feel free to share.

There are a lot of you out there!

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Here Comes The Blenders

leejohndrowteamWhen I was perhaps 6 or 7 my dad bought my mom a blender.  Gadgets were a big thing in those days. And he showed her how to use it. I remember my mom experimenting with milk shakes and such.  She made salad dressings and other things but desserts and drinks is what I remember. That blender sat on the counter next to the refrigerator. I watched carefully. I played with it, pushing all the buttons to hear it speed up or slow down. Continue reading Here Comes The Blenders

A Child Of The 60s

leejohndrowteamI am a child of the 60’s. Born in 1955. I lived through things like the Viet Nam war, the cold war and my dad’s battle fatigue from World War II.

My multi-purpose for this includes putting legacy and remembrance on the table for my children, friends and those that want a little history.  But while there was some tough things, there was also a time that had a different feel to it.  My heart and hope is to bring that to you in both fun and serious ways.

We will see how I do.

August 21, 2012

leejohndrowteamCompass Points 8/21/12

Compass Points was a series I wrote when I owned my own newspapers.

Ever since I was a child, the idea of being creative, building things and selling them has been in my head. As a child I worked on a neighbor’s small farm for money. I picked, cleaned, fed and more. From his garden I would buy vegetables, seeds and the like that I could resell. I learned to make cutting boards and boxes in my dad’s workshop that I sold. I started a lawn mowing “business’ that paid me $5 for the average lawn. (Gas was 25 cents!) When I got too many, my brothers helped out and got paid. I started delivering newspapers for 2 hours a day and got paid $2. Shortly after that I went to work in a garage pumping gas at 10 years old. I loved it. The owner let me work on Saturdays and gave me a split from the tire changes and oil changes with him. Good for him –- good for me! Continue reading August 21, 2012