I love nostalgia and summer in that order! Something about the 1950's and busting out of high school so you can go do juvenile delinquent-lite things just seems like heaven. Back when smoking was naughty yet doctor approved, and everyone died in a car wreck before they were 19 (always on Dead Man's Curve... if there was a road called Dead Man's Curve, I would just drive the other way...Give me Alive Charlie's Straightaway... you know what's better than being dead but immortal in your teens? Being alive and rich in your 70's. I'm a Viking Cruise through Norway away from reclaiming my former glory 🙂🙂🙂)
Let's raise a Hamm's Beer with an old school tear tab lid we can daisy chain into a necklace later, and cheers to those who survived Elvis' hips on Ed Sullivan without impregnating every teen from St Ignatius' School for the Wayward & Blind. What a great time to be alive I would think...
There is something magical about an era when you could swim and waterski in a leather jacket and no one thought you were an idiot. They thought you were cool.
I know this is the beginning of Jump the Shark, but I think Evel's Jump the Shark was way cooler!