Dying Arts of Yesterday.
How many of you reflect back on your youth and childhoods and reflect back with a smile? Even some of you that did not have the most pleasant of childhoods or memories, often there is one thing, one event that you can cling to. I am constantly reminded of my childhood, my youth and the things that we used to do for fun and for entertainment. As I look at the youth of today, I am deeply concerned with their lives and the lack of energy, drive, and motivation to get things done. I think about how if they grew up with us (those of us who grew up in the 70’s, 80’s, and 90’s) they would not last a minute.

I pause back to the summers growing up in Bonner Springs. Our summers were the best of times. I remember that we would never be in the house. Because Bonner was a small community a majority of my friends and cousins were in walking distance. Growing up on Insley Ave, I was just within walking distance of Springdale, Armor, Neconi, and Highview streets. That is where all the action was. We would not be in the house texting people all day but we would actually have face to face contact with each other. We would WALK to Fun Valley Swimming Pool and that was a far walk. Sometimes if we were lucky we would get a ride with an aunt or uncle or one of our parents if they had the day off, but most of the time we would walk. We would walk downtown to the Dairy Queen or to the Dairy Dine for some treats. We would not have to wait on our parents to take us. Tell one of these kids to walk today, and they would look at you left right and sideways.

Do not even wake up Sunday nights. After we went to church in the mornings (which was a requirement in the Gilrath household) we would all meet up at 148 Armor Ave. That was the home of my late great-grandparents Arthur I. & Ruth C. Bolton. On Sunday evenings, you could not find a parking spot on the street in front of their house because the house would be full of all of our family and close family friends. I know that had to be an irritation for the neighbors as there were no driveways on Armor, but I digress. J Across the street was (and still is) the First Christian Church and they had a huge parking lot. We would entertain ourselves by playing Hide & Go Seek and Freeze Tag in that parking lot. We would have so much fun just being together. We would play for hours. Then once we got done with those games, we would go walking around the neighborhood, not to vandalize property or disrespect people but just to be together. Okay yeah, sometimes we were bad. We would go knocking on doors and run. What a rush that was. I still to this day do not know or can explain why that was so dang funny but it was a rush, I guess it was the thrill of almost getting caught. It was so much fun.
When the summers were over, that did not spoil our fun. We would still all find ways to hang together. We used to go sledding or have snowball fights. We would still be outside until the frigid cold winters would no longer allow us to do so. That is okay, we would just move the party indoors. We would walk to school if we did not have a ride. I did not get a car until after I graduated high school. I remember walking to school more than I rode to school. We would find shortcuts (who remembers the trails?) and other ways to make it to and from. I remember after school on the way home, it would be at least five to ten people always walking in a group. High School was so much fun, homecoming parades, float construction, and school dances. I remember being active in yearbook staff, track & field, Student Council, and various other clubs and activities. I made memories for myself. Then when I wanted to make a little extra money, I got a job at Wal-Mart, yet I still had time to hang with everyone. I was proud that I was able to kick it and now have the money to do it. There was such a since of accomplishment for myself being able to hold down my own after-school job.
It is so nice to have these memories. Often times on Facebook, and at our class reunions we will reminisce about our days that we had. You know stuff like, “Remember when we raced down Springdale and such and such fell?” We have dozens upon dozens of memories like those.

Now as I think about that, I think about our youth today. What is it that they will reflect back on? “Hey Bonequesha, remember when you sent me that text back in 2012?” “Remember that Little Weezy track?” The memories for youth will be dramatically different then the memories that we had, and that concerns me. It seems like a majority of youth have become so lazy, and so apathetic. They do not want to do anything that requires effort. How many times have I seen kids post on social media sites, “I’m bored! Somebody text me.” Really? I cannot remember ever using the word “bored” in my vocabulary in my youth. There was always something to do. I look at some of the kids in school now and I say to them often, “Yaw could not hang with us back in the day!” These kids who do not want to walk anywhere, or do anything unless it gratifies them instantly, are missing out on the fun we had as kids. Am I saying that their lives are useless and that they are all lazy, no of course not, but they are missing out on a lot of the fun that we had.
Number one, our parents would not allow such laziness and disrespect. Kids now are friends with their parents and tell them what they are going to do and are not going to do. We could not just eat whatever we wanted when we pleased. Parents actually cooked decent meals. I remember on Saturday’s, my father always making pancakes, and it was such a big deal for us. Now in the mornings, I see kids eating bags of hot fries and potato chips. Wow. Because we walked a lot and participated in physical activities we were healthy. Kids today because of technology and instant gratification are highly obese and unhealthy. They do not want to do anything that requires physical effort. “That’s doing too much!”, they say. I have actually seen kids complain because they have to go to the bathroom, but they do not want to walk to use it. Wow. These kids could not hang with us back in the day, nor would we want them to. Anyone lazy in our group, would get left behind, and left out. Today it has become socially acceptable and excused. “Well times have changed.” I hear that a lot. So that is the excuse now, we have gotten so used to laziness and complacency that we have lowered the expectations for our younger generations, thus adding to the problem.
Yesterday, on Facebook I proposed that all of youth from the 80’s and 90’s show the young people how to do it. We all meet back in our prospective childhood spots and show our children of today what we did. Give them NO CHOICE and NO EXCUSE. Let’s give them some of the memories that we had, they are in desperate need of it, even though they may not know it yet.
The Dying Arts & Their Replacements
Dying Art: Walking around neighborhood with cousins and neighborhood friends. Direct face to face contact. Sitting in bedroom texting friends back and forth. Replaced With: Texting some people in the same house because some kids are too lazy to go to the next room or go down the steps.
Dying Art:High school float construction and spirit week centered around Homecoming with the theme of class unity and team building. Replaced With: Cuts in programs such as these and attitudes such as “that is boring..” “That is too much work!” Schools no longer allow float construction off high school campus for safety precautions. Never was an issue back in the day.
Dying Art:School spirit and support of school teams despite winning/losing record. School spirit increased and boosted the morale of the athletic teams. Friday night games were crowded. Replaced With:Jabs, Jokes, and disrespect toward teams. “I am not going they suck! They lose!” Lack of attendance at games unless it’s a rival game with another school.
Dying Art: Physical activity such as P.E and Exercise classes being a graduation requirement. Replaced With: More focus on technology classes as the requirement. Physical Education is not required in a lot of schools now for graduation.
Dying Art: Board games that stimulated minds and required critical thinking and team building. Replaced With: Computer apps, and text messages, videos, movies, and vulgarity.
Dying Art: Respectful behavior towards elders. Youth would speak to adults first and greet their elders, teachers, older relatives. Replaced With: Adults having to speak to kids first, kids refusing to open their mouths to adults. Kids telling adults they are being “disrespectful”.
Dying Art:Being respectful of adults enough to not speak curse words, profanity, and ask
inappropriate questions to adults. Replaced With: Teens not only cursing around adults, but being so comfortable with it, they get an attitude when you ask them to stop. Some parents now curse with their kids. The lines are now so blurred.
Dying Art: After school jobs and/or chores for most teens were a requirement to learn responsibility and independence. Replaced With: Teens not being made to work and are enabled by their parents who then turn into adults who are now mooching and freeloading off of everyone.
Dying Art: Music that talked about love, togetherness. Music that had a message, sparked creativity and thinking. Music that was timeless and not outdated. Replaced With: Music that is filled with obscenity, ignorance, and hateful thoughts. Not all music is like this though and we did have music that was vulgar in our day but it has become so much of a norm now. Music is not so much a fad of today.
Dying Art:Kids being required to do chores before any type of fun activity. Given a check off list and being accountable. Replaced With: Kids telling parents that that is too much work and they should not have to do it. They are too tired after being at school all day.
Dying Art: Extra-curricular activities at school being a requirement for graduation and for colleges. Kids loved participating in extra activities.Replaced With: Extra-curricular activities/clubs being cut due to budgets cuts and due to lack of interest from teens and lack of sponsorship from overwhelmed and overworked teachers.
I want to end this by giving a shot out to the good kids that give me hope for the future for our youth. Of course you can’t do that without giving a shot out to the parents that are raising them with the values that our parents instilled in us. Not all of the youth are bad youth. We should honor and celebrate those young people more often.