60's girl groups

Am watching PBS fundraiser..featuring girl groups of the 60's.       how come so many of the black lead singers have eyes painted with eyeliner and look almost Asian?  Now here's Jackie DeShannon. What the world needs now.     Nothing's change stop much since those days. Yeah, sure segregation was banned, but shit. Just this past prom season, a school in Ga had their first integrated prom.  We can't solve one problem when we go onto the next. Civil rights?  Isn't that for everyone not just one group or another?  It won't be in lifetime, but I can almost see whites fighting for equality.  Back to PBS...skeeter Davis.   Long sleeved shirtwaist dress.  And we thought she was something else.  Why do the birds go on singing?  Stars glow above......it's the end of the world.   High school. The most important part of your life. Hah.  This was a weird time for me. Spent junior year chasing a guy.....finally got him to go out..girls at school said he'd never date anyone, as he was spoken for.   We had a blast dating. Nothing serious, nothing past 1st base.  But I lost my heart.   Stayed friends. He's very happy in his new marriage. Great dancer, the songs from the 60's were good for dancing.
We'd watch American Bandstand, Shindig, and more. Dance and laugh like there was no tomorrow. It was almost illegal, but we watched Soul Train to really learn how to dance. I was friends with lots of folks, but never felt like I really belonged. That it was all an act that people liked me around.  Always on the edge, never in the middle. It's the same now. I wonder what more I should be doing with the people who call me their friend. Am I doing enough? I never write or call. An update now and then but no other contact.  We are all so busy, and I don't want to intrude. Do others feel this way? Am I good enough to be a friend? My heart and ,ind says yes, but do my actions?
If I had to, there are folks I could ask for help. Is that because we are friends?  Most of the folks from school don't know what I've done for the past 40 years. They know my life now, at least what I share.
I'm happy. And in a good place.
I guess I should be dancing in the streets.

2nd post

Am enamored with technology, but can't understand how some people lose all sense of good manners  when emailing back and forth. Today for instance, my one email was off line (something crashed in the lala land of the web). So I used my personal email to follow up on some earlier emails.  Hello, different addresses, server etc.....so when my work email comes up, I have a lady responding in all caps (even I know that means screaming). didn't you read me earlier emails???   Well, no I hadn't, but did you look at where my last emails came from?   Don't scream at me.  A couple of deep breaths and I sent a polite thank you and wished her a good weekend. Of course this was after she'd left for the day.   (Evil giggle). It's not like I bug her all the time. Get a grip people. What you think is important today may not even be remembered in your later years.  Chill pill anyone? I just don't get how rude some people can be. I bet they are chicken shits in person. And speaking of rude. Some sales folks need to take some chill pills. Yes, it's a job. And yes, you are probably overworked and underpaid, but for crying out loud. You are there to help me spend money. Customer service is a bitch. I've been there. I could be as nice as I could be but could hardly wait for the idiot customer to get out of hearing range to let loose with a string of words, or question my sanity. Of course I've been caught by a customer that returned unbeknownst to me.

In my early 20's I worked for a huge bank in No. Va. Waited on a drive thru customer who had no clue what she wanted done (probably should not have been behind the wheel).  I had her come inside. I went over to the branch mgr to tell him what the problem was. Of course, she came in, stood right behind me and overheard my rant.  Even then it didn't take much for my button to be pushed, and this woman had my number. I think I broke my toe when I kicked the wall in the bathroom.
The older I get, the less stuff I put up with. I have no patience for stupidity and airs. We are all humans. Or I think we are.

And so it begins. I have so much to talk about, and lots to pass on.  With this blog I can clear out my brain overload. And before I forget it all.  I'll be talking about today, yesterday and tomorrow. Thanks for reading this. In 60plus years I've seen events kids barely study in school. I have had to unlearn what I was taught in the dark ages.  I want to generate conversations, bring up memories, find answers and ask questions.
This blog will be funny, sad, deep, shallow, for those over 21 and for the young at heart and done with a touch of Grace.
So buckle up, take a drink and get ready to be fed some pearls of wisdom.  Nothing is off limits. Except I won't tolerate hatred, disrespect, bullying, stupidity or political rants.
It'll be an interesting ride. 60plus years in the making.
FYI. I'm not your average mom...I'll surprise you and probably shock you. But, I won't try and hurt you.
Smell you later! (What show is that from?)
BYE