I took a bus trip from central Cape Cod to Providence, Rhode Island today and I saw no billboards. Only appropriate road signs and then signs on buildings as we entered towns. -- Lots of signs on building in Falll River where it seems all the old factories have become outlet stores. -- I DO remember being young and passing not only many billboards for all kinds of things but the Burma Shave signs that were always fun -- they have now passed into something like folk literature. They were poetry, of a sort:
DINAH DOESN'T TREAT HIM RIGHT BUT IF HE'D SHAVE DINAH-MITE! Burma-Shave
BEFORE I TRIED IT THE KISSES I MISSED BUT AFTERWARD-BOY! THE MISSES I KISSED Burma-Shave
THE QUEEN OF HEARTS NOW LOVES THE KNAVE THE KING RAN OUT OF BURMA SHAVE
NO LADY LIKES TO DANCE OR DINE ACCOMPANIED BY A PORCUPINE Burma Shave
IS HE LONESOME OR JUST BLIND THAT GUY WHO DRIVE SO CLOSE BEHIND Burma Shave?
Does anyone remember them? Am I THAT old? I really enjoyed them -- but then I had the sensibility of a ten year old.
The mid-70s are a surprise! Part of me remains in the 50s -- age, I mean, not decade of 20th century. It's a joy ride, new experiences land in my lap and I've become a better quilter, poet, writer than I expected. It's a rich life for a person never rich financially. Hey, this is what the mid-70s are like!