You were born into hardship. Your generation climbed out of the Great Depression and bore witness to a world at war. My folks came out of the Depression era so they never fully progressed out of it.
You lived through ration books, saved tin foil, and reused everything—nothing was wasted.Exactly what I grew I grew up with except we never used tin foil. I used it when I married.
You remember the milkman. Fresh milk was delivered to your door.We could never afford milk delivery.
Life was simpler and centered around the basics. Discipline came from both parents and teachers, with no room for excuses.Absolutely right.
Your imagination was your playground. Without TVs, you played outside and created entire worlds in your mind from what you heard on the radio. The family gathered around the radio for news or entertainment.Us kids were always outside except for bad or really cold weather. We did get a tiny TV in 1948.
Technology was in its infancy. Phones were communal, calculators were hand-cranked, and newspapers were the primary source of information.We didn't get a phone until I was in the 11th grade. When my mom died I brought the phone with me. Don't ask me why. I still have it. Our nunber was OVerland 4-9969. Typewriters, not computers, recorded thoughts.I took 4 years of typing starting in 9th grade.
Your childhood was secure. Post-WWII brought a bright future—no terrorism, no internet, no global warming debates. It was a golden era of optimism, innovation, and growth.Amy just asked me if I ever wish for things to be like they were when I was growing up. I told her yes, that innocence is no longer valued. Children grow up way to fast any more as far as I am concerned.


You are the last generation to live through a time when:
Black-and-white TVs were cutting-edge.I still like to watch old black and white movies and TV shows. The sound was better too.
Highways weren’t motorways.I've never heard of motorways before.
Shopping meant visiting downtown stores.I still don't like to shop.
Polio was a feared disease.Every summer we all were afraid of getting polio. I had my first sugar cube in grade school.
While your parents worked hard to rebuild their lives, you grew up in a world of endless possibilities. You thrived in a time of peace, progress, and security that the world may never see again.Peace and innocence...gone forever.
If you’re over 77 years old, take pride in having lived through these extraordinary times. You are one of the lucky 1% who can say, "I lived through the best of times."Well, I'm 82, but yes - I lived through the best of times.