In my day one wage earner could support a family; civility was the expectation; most people had a healthy touch of narcissism that made them want to look attractive. The bobby-soxer is now quaint but the girls in their plaid skirts, cardigan sweaters and saddle shoes were cute. Owning a securely financed home was the rule. T-shirts and sweatshirts were attire for the backyard. Schools taught well, educating the boys and girls who became the Greatest Generation. We never fully appreciate the good times, because for most of us the tyranny of petty things -- grocery shopping, going to the hardware store for a faucet washer, doing the laundry, mowing the lawn, taking the car in for the annual inspection, going to the bakery and the bank -- distract us. That’s why we have retrospect.
More Later,
Joe
Good morning, Joe and welcome to the blogosphere! It is a good way to get your work out there.
ReplyDeleteI am home this week with Lilah who has the flu and isn't allowed to mingle with others...although she is pretty much one hundred per cent now. Will be in touch!
Jean