Sunday, September 8, 2019

We survived the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s ..... #GetBent Millennials





TO ALL WHO SURVIVED THE 50's,60's and 70's

Some interesting thoughts on life today compared to our growing up years. Thanks to my friend Joe V. for much of this content.

First, we all survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant. They took aspirin, drank wine, and ate all kinds of sweets and unhealthy foods(by today's standards), and didn't ever need to get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with lead-based paints and bars wide enough to fit our heads through. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, no childproofing of doors or cabinets. There weren't any safety plugs in the electric outlets and some of us learned the hard way, not to stick scissors, knives, or forks into them.

As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no crumple zones to absorb accident damage, no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags. Only metal dashboards to stop our heads in an accident. My mother's right arm was our only safety constraint.

I lived over a mile from elementary school, and even in the harshest cold and snow in Winter, we actually walked to and from school. No buses, or being chauffeured by a parent.

When we rode our bikes, we had no helmets to protect our heads, and no reflectors or any other safety equipment. Many of us rode on the handlebars, downhill! And, we didn't need any fancy 5, 10, or 15 speed bikes, one speed was all we had! Slow, unless you were going downhill!

We drank water from the kitchen faucet and garden hose and NOT from a bottle or refrigerated cooler. This was particularly risky in a town if you drank from the well water!

We fished and swam in most likely semi polluted rivers and lakes, and we survived.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and none of us actually got sick or died from this.

We ate loads of Hostess cupcakes and Twinkies, white bread and real butter, drank Hood's Farms' whole milk chock full of fat, ate Brigham's ice cream full of fat, ate too many rare hamburgers and too much pizza, and drank Kool-Aid made with real sugar, but we weren't overweight because we were always outside playing!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, with no supervision, and as long as we were back home by the time the streetlights came on, there was never any panic or concern. Some parents would yell or whistle loudly when it was time to come home. Other than that, no one was able to reach us all day long. And we were just fine.

We would spend hours building our go-carts and mini-bikes out of scraps only to find out we had no brakes and an engine from an old lawnmower. But, we adapted. After running into the bushes a few times, or wear out the soles of our shoes, we learned to solve that problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 250 channels on cable or satellite TV, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet, Twitter or chat rooms! Most of us didn't have air-conditioning in our homes, if we were lucky we had a fan that only blew hot air on us, somehow we survived.

Not even color TV, if you had a TV. And, there was no remote control either. I was the remote, my parents would tell me to get up and change the channel, of which there were only three! Late night and early morning TV consisted of a test pattern! I still remember for those Saturday morning cartoons to come on. But, somehow we survived.

We had real life FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. Some of us ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and now they say that actually was good for us, ingesting some of the minerals and other organic matter. It probably kept us from getting otherwise sick, that today's kids would be very prone to. Leading us to the next situation.

We never heard of ADD, ADHD, Bi-Polar, PTSD, and never needed any Prozac, Adderall, Ritalin or any other of the alphabet of drugs they give kids today.

Boys were given BB guns for our 10th or 11th Birthdays which we proudly brought to school for "Show & Tell". Today, we'd be going to jail and expelled from school.

We were left to our own devices, and made up games, or just threw sticks and rocks at each other, and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out any eyes. Although I came close, I remember my brother and I throwing metal sharp pointed darts at each other in our basement, and I got one stuck in his forehead. He just pulled it out and we kept on throwing. Today, a parent would call 911.

We rode bikes or walked to friends' homes and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them! And their parents! Imagine that! And we knew all our neighbors, and they knew us. If we got out of line, our parents would always find out about it.

Little League and Pee Wee Football had actual tryouts, often having to walk or ride our dangerous bikes to parks miles away. And back then, not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that! Today they get a trophy just for showing up!

The idea of a parent bailing our asses out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law and the police officers! And knew their names, as they were usually friends!
Now, they get sued if they arrest little Johnny who just happens to be high on drugs and robbing a convenience store.
And teachers could actually discipline us without getting sued or fired.

Despite everything we endured, Our generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. But we had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all! ....Congratulations to all my friends that survived that what in today's terms would be considered a dangerous and unhealthy time.

But, what did we know, we were too busy having fun, spending quality time with our parents and friends. And, I wouldn't trade it for anything.

The real litinus test would be that although we(people around my age) are surviving pretty well with all the technology and new rules of the new world, but could today's generation have survived in ours the way we grew up?

Think about it!


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13 comments:

  1. My best friend growing up lost an eye to him and his brother "sword fighting" with reeds. A few years later I shot him out of a tree with my trusty BB gun hitting him right under his good eye. We both got a whipping with me getting two as my mother found out before I got home. Back then if you screwed up at your friends home the mom in that house took care of business for everyone that needed it. My mom was a teacher and he had lots of practice beating young folks. She'd be locked up now.
    Good times!

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  2. Nobody ever worried about leaving babies in the back seat of a hot car because they were usually riding in Mom's lap, not to mention the fact that cars did not have air conditioning and the windows were always down, unless it was raining.

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  3. true freedom, it doesn't exist anymore. I had a friend that tried firing 12 ga shotgun shells by putting them on a rock and hitting them with a sledgehammer. It worked great, until it didn't, lol.

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  5. rub some dirt in it, everything stops bleeding eventually. millennials are such pussies.

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    1. Having grown-up in the 70's, I think kids these days are pussies... funny thing is my grandpa thought we were pussies, had it easy, etc, in the 70's.

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  6. Hopping freight trains all over Chicago, Jeez, I'm glad I survived.

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  7. It's a shame. The OLD ways were/are the best. Back then (Boomer days) safety was handled by each individual through the use of common sense and experience. Today you're all pussies. Having to beg the government to pass laws to protect your sorry ass because you are too lazy and/or stupid to take care of yourself and family.....You choose poorly millennial. Case in point cars now have an alarm when you have a child in the back seat. LOL to remind your sorry ass that you are to feeble minded to remember there is a child in the car. You reap what you sow!

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  8. You mentioned part of the problem, Annon. "Common sense and experience" - experience being key. Common sense is often attained by trial (that looks cool - hold my .... and watch this!) and the "Oh that HURTS!" that may follow.
    Now the experience doesn't come until they are 22, using a car rather than a scooter and it is beer (liquid courage) that is the "hild my" and over rides anything learned in a physics class that one might be mindful of in this application.

    Without those "youthful trials and accidents" common sense cannot develop!

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  9. As Bill Bryson put it in his book about boomer childhood, "sure we lost a few kids but there were so darned many of them!"

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  10. My senior year of high school, 1978, during football season, we had one of the team get mononeucloses, or kissing disease, as it used to be called, and I know I spelled it wrong.
    We had one 6 gallon Coleman cooler with Gatorade in it for the whole team, with 4 or 5 plastic cups floating in it, to share. Not one other person got sick from drinking out of that cooler.
    The one thing I can know for certain, that would not fly today, is that I got my first pocket knife at about the age of 8 or 9. I found it in either my dad's or my grandpa's toolbox, cleaned it up and sharpened it, the way my grandpa showed me. I have carried a knife my entire life since then, in school all the way until this day, only now I have 4 of them in my pockets with one of those on my pocket clip. I just like knives, and have different ones for different uses, in different sizes and different types.
    I used them on rare instances in elementary school, but I used them more and more the older I got. I use the pocket clip one several times a day without even thinking about it. I also have a Leatherman tool on the off side pocket, which I was given from my work, after 35 years. I carry it, and use it on very rare occasions but when I need it, I really need it.
    The kinds of things that I am nostalgic for now that I remember is the pace of life. I used to sit outside with my mom or my grandmother and help snip beans or shuck peas, for sometimes hours, and never get bored. My mom nailed pallets by hand in my great uncles crate mill, for 20 years, and I would go there, a block walk, and watch for hours, the women nailing pallets. That was also at about the age of 8 or 9. Now kids have the same patience, but only for entertainment like video games or movies, or such.
    For them to sit outside under the big old maple tree, and help process food for canning, they would most likely not be able to stand it.

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  11. we also said the pledge of allegiance and prayed to the God of Jesus Christ every day.

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  12. we had segregation to keep us safe from criminals.

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