Kids won't remember...

You woke up early, turned on AM radio, and waited. The DJ would read school closings in alphabetical order. Your entire day depended on whether your...

The card catalog. Tiny wooden drawers filled with index cards, organized by a numbering system that made perfect sense to librarians and no sense to...

I can still recite my childhood best friend's phone number. 555-2847. I dialed it a thousand times from that wall phone in the kitchen. My fingers knew...

You set your alarm for 6am on the one day you did not have school, poured yourself a bowl of cereal, and planted yourself three feet from the TV...

We had a full set of World Book Encyclopedias on a shelf in the den. Twenty-two volumes, dark green with gold lettering. They cost my parents a fortune...

You would sit by the radio for hours with your finger on the record button, waiting for your song to come on. When it finally did, you had about half...

You could hear the music from three blocks away. That tinny version of Turkey in the Straw getting louder and louder. Every kid on the street would...

No cell phones. No GPS. Your parents had no idea where you were from 8am to dinner. The only rule was: be home when the streetlights come on.