A familiar bell rings in the distance.
It's the Mr. Softee truck!
Mr. Softee was one of the staples of growing up in New York City, along with the Good Humor man. But I hadn't had a Mr. Softee in - oh, 50 years?
I didn't even know they existed any more.
I had to have a Mr. Softee. My friend's husband bought me my favorite, a soft vanilla cone. No sprinkles, no gunk, just pure vanilla pleasure.
Do you know what happened? I had already eaten dinner, and I ended up with a stomach ache.
Sometimes, that's what happens when you try to relive your childhood.
No, nostalgia sometimes isn't what it's cracked up to be.
What is nostalgia? One definition I found (Wikipedia) says:
The term nostalgia describes a sentimental longing for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associationsAs we age, we find ourselves slipping into nostalgia more and more. Just today, I was part of a conversation that turned to encyclopedias. Remember encyclopedias?
As a 20-something participant in the conversation listened in amazement, the others in the conversations (mostly people in their 50's) talked about parents scrimping and saving so we could have a set in our homes. By the time they were paid off, (even before that!) they were obsolete. Then, our parents would have to buy yearbook supplements so they would be up to date. Until the next year.
The 20-something mused "And now we have the Internet."
Yes, we do. We hold the greatest library man ever created in our hands, and on our laps.
I can miss many things about my childhood. I engage in nostalgic thinking. But when it comes down to it, the present, in many ways, isn't so bad after all. The Internet. Modern medicine (I wouldn't be alive without it.) Thin and light eyeglasses. Whole grains, and organic produce, available in the local market.
Would you rather live in the "good old days"?