When you remember going to the grocery with your mother and grandmother and grandma complained about paying $8 for a big load of a weeks worth of groceries.
When a millionaire was rarer than billionaires are today and a millionaire was a very rich person.
When you could buy a good used car for $50 and a beautiful house in a nice neighborhood for $5000.
When Jules Verne’s book “From the Earth to the Moon” was still science fiction, along with rocket ships and death rays.
When overpopulation didn’t exist, and no one talked about gender, there was no LGBTQetc., no Carbon Credits, no Global Warming, no Climate Change and no Trans-genderism.
When there was no Internet and no Smart Phones and you dialed numbers on rotary phones and called the Operator when you needed Long Distance.
When checkout counter clerks smiled and said “Thank you, please come again”, when you knew most of them from the neighborhood and you all got along well.
When neighbors helped each other out and we trusted each other. Most of the time. What we didn’t do was shoot each other.
It’s not youth that I miss. It’s how good we used to have it.