What happened to the days when you could pick up a book and not be scared of what you were getting.
The days when every book was not about sex.
What happened to the days of the Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, and the Bobbsey Twins. ( showing my age here because no one will remember them but me.)
Well I believe that there is still room for innocence. I remember the first romance novel I ever read by today’s standards it was a sweet story. No sex just the couple being in love.
Back to the days before vampires, werewolves, and monsters walked at every corner.
Back to the time when the cops were tough, the booze was strong, fists were hard and a snitch was not a golden ball in a magic flying game.
Back to the days when the South was hot, the women were softer and the magnolias were always in bloom.
Back to the days when men did not “give a Damn,” when a woman who slept around was a bad girl and there were lots of things left unsaid in and out of the bedroom.
There was that sinful place at the edge of town where only the tough went. Men went to war and girls with bad reputations left town and came back stars.
Back to the days of innocent, sweet, stories. Back to the days of high school sweethearts who married and had the two point five children.
Let’s go back and bring back the innocence of that time. When even those bad girls got to marry the nice guy. The bad guys got taken to jail and even the hard boiled cop had a doll.