Flintstones are golden after 50 years
Glenwood Springs, CO Colorado
There is an anniversary I’ve been waiting for like a milkshake.
It’s not the time I first saw a movie based on roller skating. Which doesn’t come around too often. Please bring back doppelgängers and satin jackets.
There has already been a “Xanadu” remake, so no need to go there.
The anniversary could be a holiday especially memorable to me. Like the St. Patrick’s Day spent in a freezing cold Boston. Or a warm Christmas at Disney World.
I recommend the latter for children who need a real-live cartoon character-themed pick-me-up, courtesy of Mickey, Goofy, Daffy and friends.
Who can have a bad time pallin’ around with those guys?
It’s not the anniversary of seeing my best friend going through labor, for the first time. Then turning green as I came from her hospital room to the waiting room.
Apparently I did not look well.
I read on Discovery News that this week is the anniversary of the first “The Flintstones” television broadcast. The cartoon is celebrating 50 years. The invention of television didn’t even happen until 30-or-so years prior. And now we have television stars named The Situation and Speidi.
Help us all.
Of course I’m going to age myself here, but I grew up watching “The Flintstones.” The Flintstones, the Rubbles and their babies and prehistoric pets were like make-believe friends.
That explains it.
The show was representative of the day – before women joined the workforce. The husbands, Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble, went to work at the quarry. The wives, Wilma Flintstone and Betty Rubble, stayed home and raised their babies, Pebbles and Bamm Bamm. The show was full of lessons and hijinx involving Dino, and, later, the little green Martian who I never really liked. Who invited him, anyway? And why should Fred be getting visits from other planets by little floating people no one else can see?
That’ll leave the fear of Martians in me.
I always imagined Bedrock to be like Morristown, Ind., this little town outside of my hometown called New Palestine. There was a bowling alley where people back in the B.C. era liked to hang out on Friday nights. Bowing balls were much cheaper then.
And I know they had a cigarette machine selling them right there in the bowling alley.
Probably only for 75 cents a pack, too.
Don’t forget the Grand Poobah – didn’t all small towns have one of those? So that’s what really goes on during a lodge meeting.
The Grand Poobah hat is a privilege, not a right.
I especially remember Betty and Wilma. I loved their oversized pearl necklaces that were actually made from rock from the quarry where Fred and Barney worked.
Lucky break, ladies.
I loved that Wilma and Betty were the best of friends because in life, a girl needs her girlfriends. That’s very Cathy of me (cartoon strip-Cathy), but that is one life lesson “The Flintstones” taught me. I also came away from growing up with the Flintstones and the Rubbles knowing love and family are the most important.
And little green Martians that float around your head – who no one else can see – are not cool.
Grand Poobah hats, yes.
April E. Clark is celebrating solar energy from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m. Saturday at the Third Street Center in Carbondale. She can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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