The 1964 -1969 Era:
I remember nothing.
Friday nights are just the same
as Tuesday nights when you’re three.
The 1970-1979 Era:
Fish fry Fridays during lent,
staying up two hours later
than my school night bedtime
helps me peek into adolescence –
I’m confused about the view.
Friday night high school football
with the crowds and the lights,
not to mention the cheerleaders,
hanging out on our block
playing hide ‘n’ go seek,
board games with Mom and Dad and John,
then Sanford and Son,
Chico and the Man,
and Rockford Files.
The 1980-1989 Era:
High school parties at friends’ houses,
hanging out uptown,
parties in college dorms,
hanging out in bars
having a blast with friends
then more hanging out with friends
having a blast in bars.
The 1990-1999 Era:
The hanging out in bars
and having a blast with friends
One kid, then two.
They’re our entertainment,
that and cheap cable TV
with Diagnosis Murder.
Our Friday nights are just the same
as our Tuesday nights once again.
Go out…? We can’t even stay awake.
The 2000-2009 Era
By Friday night, we drop
we have three now.
We stay in on Fridays and try
to build a life for them,
where they’ll look back
as I do,
with fondness for family Friday nights.
The 2010-2016 Era
No more babysitters needed,
we can go out, but we don’t know where to go.
Parties at friends’ houses come full circle for us
as we wait for our teenagers to return from them.
I know why my mom couldn’t sleep in the 80s.
And that brings us to tonight,
another Friday night in,
As I sit and I write and I remember.