Time in a Bottle

Who wouldn't like to "save time in a bottle"....who wouldn't want to go back to a time when all you thought about was playing ball in the park, going to the 10 cent movie, or listening to your favorite stories on the radio.
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My time would be in 1948 when I was 10 years old. We lived near a park where we spent most of our time....playing "Tag" and chasing each other until we ran out of breath and tumbled onto the ground. No bad guys roamed the streets, parent's didn't worry about children's safety and we all knew that it was time to go home "when the streetlights came on".

My parents, brothers and sister were alive and I remember the fun we had together. We didn't have a television, computers were some big magical machines in a far away office, and we had a telephone that was attached to the wall by a cord. Dinner was at 5:00 in the evening.....and we were expected to be there.

We didn't belong to scheduled leagues of anything. If we played ball, it was in the corner lot, if we played soccar, it was just kicking a ball around in the park.

We grew up loving our country....respecting our flag.....an having no fear of police, just a good healthy respect for their authority.

We also respected our school teachers or feared them enough to behave in class. And if we didn't, if we were in trouble in school, we knew that we'd be in even more trouble when we got home. The only "time outs" we were familiar with were those spent in the school "cloak room".

We had many good friends. Sometimes you fought with them, but the next day you were best friends again. You were your own little community....and your life was good.

So my "time in a bottle" contains memories.....and I'll never forget them.

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that Id like to do
Is to save every day

Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
Ive looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them

Ive looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with

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Jim Croce sang this song in his 1972 album

"You Don't Mess Around With Jim".