| stratovani | 11-18-2012 06:57 AM | Like the opening line in A Tale Of Two Cities, it was the best of times, and the worse of times. I was 8 years old in 1962, so my recollections are a bit hazy, but I remember my Dad working and owning a new 1961 Rambler Classic, and Mom staying home because Dad's job as a newspaper typographer paid enough to support a family. We had all the modern amenities of the times - a black and white TV tabletop radio, toaster oven, etc.
It was also the time of Camelot in the White House with the Kennedys at the controls. The Cold War was in full swing in the early 60s culminating in the Cuban Missile Crisis in October of '62. We were never so close to all-out nuclear war as we were then, and I remember our parents gathering up us kids into the living room and praying for peace. Scary times, especially for a kid!
I think that as we grow older we tend to see the past with rose-colored glasses, as if the times we so much better back then. The truth is that they had their triumphs, challenges and difficulties back then, just like any other times. |