The 1970s that is. I feel like the 1970s shaped me. I have great nostalgia for that era. It hurts sometimes that things aren’t the way they were then. Life was mostly youthfully blissful and then WHAM BAM, the eighties came and knocked us silly. How does one decade completely differ from the one before? (Although I don’t see that so much anymore – the two thousands and then the two thousand teens seem pretty similar, but maybe that’s because our entire country – our world even – has become rather homogenized…so I suppose it makes sense that TIME is homogenizing too – yikes!). Did you ever see the movie Boogie Nights? Well, if you did then you may remember the New Years Eve party, and at the party, there is a big sign hanging up that says “Goodbye 1970s, Hello 1980s” as RollerGirl rolls on by- that was depressing, such foreshadowing of the sh** to come.
Like I’ve mentioned, I read a lot as a kid. It’s a bit hard to dig into the recesses of my biblio-brain on command especially going back a good 30-40 years, but here is one that I remember fondly. Maybe you remember it too? One of our customers remembered it and she and I both went on a trip down memory lane together. That’s one of the things I miss about owning a bookstore: talking books with the customers…
Ah well, life goes on.
The book in question is Edith and Mr. Bear. This is sort of a cult classic really (it’s actually part of a series of books about the doll and the bear by Dare Wright, and as an adult, I now realize I questioned what their relationship was: daddy bear and doll daughter? Friends? ). You won’t find it in many new bookstores because it’s difficult even for booksellers to come by it (I know, I tried). You’ll have more luck at a used bookstore maybe or used online somewhere – maybe eBay or Amazon? I loooved this book when I was in kindergarten. My kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Campbell placed a pile of books in the middle of our table when we came into class in the morning and this happened to be one of them. To me, this book is magical. To others, it’s creepy. I bought one from our distributor for Maddie. I think she’s too old for it or she thinks it’s creepy. She won’t say but she also doesn’t read it. Wah. But I do and I still love it!
I’ve included a few pictures from my personal copy of the book. I HIGHLY recommend this for the 4-6-year-olds. Introducing it very early perhaps is the key to not finding it “creepy.” Gosh, it’s so sweet, NOT CREEPY!!
And just for the hay of it, here are a few other links to fun stuff from the 1970s:
- Stevie Nicks, Stevie Nicks, Stevie Nicks – my brother used to say (way, way before he met the love of his life, Kyoko) if he had a dream date it would be with Stevie Nicks circa 1976ish. And just to be up front, Fleetwood Mac provides the background music for my life :).
- The 1979 Ford Pinto – this was a very bad car. If it was bumped from behind it blew up. Cruel awful design. I actually saw one in a massive explosion on the freeway when I was about 7 years old. The sight, the smell of the burning fuel, the song “Betty Davis Eyes” playing on the radio in my mom’s car as we drove to Cleveland Hopkins Airport to pick up my dad from a business trip has stayed with me until this day. (BTW – the Betty Davis Eyes video is probably the most ridiculous thing I’ve seen in quite a while – all that face slapping! Ouch!)
- Original Push Ups – Special. They don’t look or taste like the original anymore. But what few things do?
- Did I have him or do I just remember every other kid having him? Regardless, he was the coolest toy around for a while. I’m pretty sure Lisa Haberkorn had him. Did I have him? I think I might have. Oh well…ahhh!
Okay, that’s it for today. But maybe we can make this “trip back to the seventies” a regular feature on the blawgggg…just because.