Friday, January 22, 2010

THE BIG 25. . . .NOT OLD, JUST BEGINING . . . .

JACK o' WORCESTER. . . . .HERE'S TO YOU AND ALL YOUR DREAMS, JACK. . .
. . . . . .FROM ALL THE BOYS !


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5 comments:

Gary Kelly said...

Nice pecs but I always feel as if I'm intruding when I'm looking up someone's nostrils.

Jack Greenman said...

HAHAHAH THANKS MATE!!!!!

I hesitate to say I am to be 26.. Feels old =p

Was a Wonderful Surprise to see this here! It quite certainly made my night.

-Jack

Gary Kelly said...

I'll tell you what 25 is. 25 is a bloody long time ago!

Do any of you guys remember the baker's cart delivering bread from door to door? I do.

Do any of you guys remember the ice man with his horse and cart delivering big blocks of ice to your ice chest? I do.

Do any of you guys remember being sent by mom down to the corner store to get a pint of milk in a billy can? Or being able to buy a penny's worth of broken biscuits in a large paper bag? I do.

Do any of you guys remember putting sixpence (5 cents) into a Rock-Ola jukebox to play Bill Haley's Rock Around the Clock? Or ordering a milk shake with double flavoring, double malt and double ice cream? Or a burger that was so damn big you couldn't get your mouth around it? Or queuing at the local cinema on Saturday afternoon to spend 10 cents for a ticket to see Hopalong Cassidy ride again?

When I was 25, it was 1969 and I watched a bloke step onto the moon and say, "this is one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind".

It was also the year I got my first job in radio and sent tens of thousands of listeners rushing for their on/off knobs.

25. Bloody hell. Jack's hardly out of diapers.

JustinO'Shea said...

KEEP on going, Gary. . .thiss is way cool. . . luv hearing these "historic time capsules". . . you were there for all these great events we read about. . .

THANKS mucho for contributing to JACK's 26 Birthday Party. . . wish more of all y'all would. . .only takes a minute. . . ;-)

hugs

Unknown said...

You're not old until they play your high school songs on the "oldies radio station". Why do they have to do that?