Remember back in the daze when you would sit around the kitchen with your family watching that little 13 inch black and white television! The favorite shows with out a doubt had to be Fat Albert and Good Times! O.k. maybe that was just my childhood-lol! But what I especially liked about Good Times, other than Thelma being finer than frog hair on free chicken sandwiches, was the family vibe that came off each week. The Evans family did not have a lot of money, but they were rich on love and fun. I recall feeling like I was a part of that clan. It was real talk about real life situations, sorta like 2009 but with different ways of dealing with life.
The father, James, was a hard working, no-nonsense, hard nosed, loving father and husband who was scard of nothing. He was the kind of father that kids respected and feared because he loved them enough to whoop that tazz if needed and give a proud, belt tugging smile of approval to any one who would listen. The afro wearing mom was a pillar in the midst of brokeness. She was the glue who could make a meal from water and dirt and never let you know she was worried about tomorrow! They even ate meals together.....wow! How many families do that today?
The shows title said it all. "Good Times"!! Ain't we lucky we got em???
I try to treat my kids like that show in many regards because I like to have fun and laugh, but when I have to be serious, they understand that as well. The scriptures say, that a friend in need is a friend indeed! Now I understand what that means. I am sure you do 2.
My last blog talked about shacking up, do you think Thelma would have been allowed that option.
I am good times Ward....
