|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Yes, they sure were. I often refer to that phrase in my writing. The mind plays tricks on us and we tend to remember the best. I too, have forgotten the angst and depressing times during those years in favor of what was really rosy about them.
|Reviewed by D. Vaineo
|Vivian, Aaaahh, those of us that were baby boomers grew up with the drive-ins---and yes, "those were the days, my friend!"
|Reviewed by Joy Hale
|Your delightful poem of drive-in's and steamy windows brought back such nostalgic, fun memories! I enjoyed the trip down "memory lane" and sincerely wish life could once again be so carefree and simple.
|Reviewed by Rory Dall (Reader)
|Those were the days, for sure. we hoped they'd never end; but they did sadly. I remember, in the 70s, when there were still a few drive-ins around, being told that they were for kids.
This is a well observed and evocative little poem
|Reviewed by jude forese
|well written stroll down memory lane ...|
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|Where did all the drive-ins go?..those were the days, makes me think of the movie Grease, enjoyed much!
|Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger
|A 1956 red and white Chevy John drove to pick me up. Drive-in movies
popcorn, burgers and fries. Steamed up windows!!! "Those Were The Days" Lady Vivian a great poem to reminisce!! Lady Mary Ann
|Reviewed by Laura Fall
|Delightfully written poetry, and truly splendid memories, Laura
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Although I was born in 1954 I still think of the fifties as "my ėra" with four older sisters and one older brother I grew up on the music and memories of those wonderful times.
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
I loved this, it is too bad they are gone except where someone is using them for flea markets now.
|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|That drive-in back seat worked well into the 60's too. Speakers hung in the driver's side window if you got there early. Sneakin' in friends in the trunk. The mosquito squad passing through with the foggers, about half choked ya. Good times. Patrick|
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|delight of a trip back, Vivian,
warm and fuzzy and real all in one
and a genuine understanding of the time
and attitudes and the vibe
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|Yes, I was there with you being a rebel. I fear I am still a rebel, my "cause" is still in limbo, and will likely be so until I breathe my last breath. Drive-in's put a lot of shady motels out of business. Who wanted to pay their price when the drive-in's were cheap and .. . er . . . semi-private. Brought back some memories here, Vivian. Thanks.|