For All Those Crazy Kids That Survived the 50’s and 60’s
It’s a miracle!
Our mothers smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant. They took aspirin, used blue cheese dressing, ate tuna fish from a can, and a big hot fudge sundae was never out of the questions.
To make matters worse, we were put to sleep on our stomachs in baby cribs covered with brightly colored lead-based paints with slats wide enough to drive a truck through.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we
rode our bikes we didn’t have helmets. A nice set of colored plastic streamers in the handle bar grips was sufficient enough for safety.
As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no booster seats, seat belts or air bags. No worries, cars were built like Sherman tanks. During an emergency stop, the only safety device was the swing of your parent’s right arm that would hit you in the chest like a 2×4 just before you did a face plant into the dashboard.
Once we got a little older, hitchhiking was a standard mode of transportation. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat. Getting pulled behind a car on an American Flyer sled in the winter was best of all.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and no one actually died from this. We ate cupcakes, white bread with real butter and drank koolaid made with sugar, but we weren’t overweight because we were always outside playing.
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. (Or in my case when the 5 PM shift change whistle blew at the huge General Electric plant).
We rode bikes all day or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them! No one was able to reach us all day and we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down
the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes or parked cars a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have playstations, X-boxes, video games, 250 channels on cable, or DVD’s. There were no cell phones, no personal computers, and no Internet. You actually had to go to the library to look information up in a book. If you placed enough tin foil on the rabbit ear TV antenna just right you might get all three TV networks.
We had friends and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut and bruises too numerous to count, broke a bone or two and there were no liability lawsuits from any of these accidents.
We made up games with broomsticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes. The sting from a fast pitched whiffle ball only lasted a while.
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!
God could not spare if the school principle ever had to call home. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! The most feared words on the planet were: “Do NOT make me tell your father!”.
These baby boomer generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
In the past 50 years we have seen an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We valued freedom, suffered failures, had success, and took responsibility, and we learned how to deal with all of it!
If YOU are one of them . . . CONGRATULATIONS! No wonder we have such good survivor skills. While you are at it, forward this to your kids so they will know how lucky and fortunate their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn’t it?!
Acknowledgement: This compilation came from fellow survivors who also grew up in the greatest era of all.