Tuesday, March 9, 2010


$9.90!!!!! For a magazine?!?!?! I stood in the check-out line holding the cooking magazine. Thank God I didn’t live in Canada! I’d be paying $12 there! The media world is worried about selling their papers and magazines yet the price is so high that you must consider if you want steak for dinner or a magazine. Where is the reasoning in that???? You can’t buy the food to cook the recipes because the darn magazine it so expensive.

Okay, I had my say. I’ll focus now. Magazines. What magazines did you grow up with in your home, in your grandparents’ homes? One thing I remember clearly about my Grandad’s home was that he took National Geographic. There wasn’t much to do when we went to visit, but the magazines were there to read, to look at the wonderful photography and to learn about my world. Over the years the magazine has survived, yet it is a bit thinner and has a few less pictures.

Mom usually came home with Woman’s Day and Family Circle. I continued to pick them up after I was a mom clipping coupons, recipes and articles. I even sent for a pattern to make needlepoint Christmas stockings which I was still making until my hands started giving me pain. The best was when Life magazine came. The news, the world it brought closer, the photography was exciting. They were never out of date. They were our history books.

When I was a little kid, Mom took Highlights for me as well as signed me up for the Audubon club for kids. I couldn’t wait to get the magazines in the mail.

In looking back, I guess we could always tell what was up in Mom’s life by the magazines. Guideposts were tucked here, there and everywhere in the house. I guess they were scattered for instant inspiration. Redbook usually sat next to the sofa. Crochet magazines filled the end table and Sheet Music magazine sat on the piano.

Once in awhile someone would come to the door selling magazines. For awhile a new magazine would find its way into the house. In many ways these rag books became our first touch with reading. Comic books, National Geographic, Highlights, Children’s books all drew us in to the world of books.

I get one magazine now. It’s long expired but continues to show up in my mailbox. Obviously, I am not impulse buying in the check-out line after the $9.90 shocker. Yet, it would be ashamed to have magazines disappear from the shelves. A pity to see the old standbys go away.

Now I shop for magazines by dollar signs instead of content. Hm.

1 comment:

Nana Jo said...

I, too, loved when Life magazine arrived at our house when I was a child. I'd spend hours reading and looking at the pictures which were sometimes disturbing, but helped to develop in me a sense of social conscience and an awareness of something in the world that was greater than myself. You brought back memories of something I hadn't thought about for years. Thank you.