My dad once came home with a new TV set for the family. Okay, "new" is not the word. The thing was a massive console television that had survived a fire. It was covered in a thin film of soot; and even back then, my brother and I knew this TV was OLD. It looked like something out of The Brady Bunch. We laughed at it and bitched about it in equal measure for at least fifteen years.
The first thing I remember watching on that TV was the 1988 Olympics--summer, I think. Maybe. I don't know.
My parents kept the TV until the mid-aughts, when the Cubs were doing well and my dad realized he had to keep checking other TVs to see what the score was, since this TV cut off all information in the corners and at the bottom of the screen. We watched the Bulls win championships on this television. It was there for us on 9/11 and when Ruben Studdard won Idol. With all the static, I'm not sure how we were able to make out any of what was happening on those days.
That's what brought me to this post today. I had the news on this morning (on a modern flat-screen, though without HD because I'm my father's daughter), and the Snow Day Scroll kept rolling. It got me thinking about how obsolete the scroll is in these modern times. Robin and Larry said it themselves--you don't have to wait, you can log on to the WGN website and find out if your school's closed.
But even that's almost unnecessary. The last time my kids had a snow day, my husband and I both got text messages, emails, and phone calls alerting us to the fact. And then I think we got repeat messages. There was no way to miss the news: THE KIDS HAD NO SCHOOL.
But back in my day, the scroll was the thing. I remember getting up early and parking myself in front of that old console television, squinting at the bottom, trying to make out the words. We had to wait ALL THE WAY until the scroll got to Cook County and the "S" section with all the Catholic schools that started with "Saint." There was electricity and anticipation. We'd see the schools nearby that were off and feel the twinges of jealousy--What if we were the only chumps who had to go to school? And then there was the fear--What if we missed it? What if we looked away at just the wrong moment and missed seeing our school go by? What if we showed up and NO ONE WAS THERE?
Kids these days live with none of that uncertainty. They can see all the scrolls and the box scores. They've never had to endure a flipping screen that even positioning the rabbit ears JUST RIGHT can't fix. They don't even know what rabbit ears are.
I wrote a book! It's YA novel, THE SOUND OF US. You can find the details right here! Kirkus calls it "a winning story about a teenage voice student that hits all the right notes."
I also wrote another book, Any Boy but You, (You've Got Mail in the Pokemon Go era). You can buy it here.
Enjoy this post? Click like on the Hammervision Facebook page and join the party.
Filed under: Uncategorized