*I grew up with a mom who stayed at home, and my dad worked. My mom was not well, though–she was clinically depressed. Both died by the time I turned 10. But, I remember those days, and maybe it just seems this way…but despite my mom being ill, it seemed like things were more innocent, and calmer. We are all going at 100 mph these days…it seems like kids are involved in so much, are being entertained by so much, have so much thrown at them…adults are sometimes passing ships in the night.
This thread is ironic, because yesterday, I took the day off and my dh, kids and I went to a place literally called ‘‘Old Town.’’ My dh and I went there a lot years ago when we were first married. Looking in the shops, it mirrors the 50’s, I’d say? Probably the 50’s…
They were selling candied apples for 50 cents…had old fashioned ice cream stores…people sitting on benches, just chatting and watching people go by. My kids loved it…it’s funny, how simple those times ‘‘seemed’’ to be.
I will say though, that on my Italian side, my aunts (my dad’s sisters) were not treated well by their husbands, and women didn’t feel like they had much of a say back then. They did whatever was asked of them, and stayed often in abusive marriages…for the sake of the kids, what it looked like to outsiders, etc. I dunno, I don’t think it’s idealic for all women and men back then…there’s good and bad in every generation. *