i was here thinking about 2020 in the time of the Corona virus...yes we miss things we took for granted...but i would not call it tough by any means. I was 7 years old in 1946 and my Uncles were home from the war and building Long Island. They were lean men that worked like dogs on three meals a day...snacks were not yet a part of the American life style. The foremen would let their best men work Christmas and New Years day...the unions had not yet given them the weekend. Perhaps a few of you remember similar things.
Ahh, for yesteryear. A time when people's effort mattered more than their feelings and there was an expected connection between lifestyle and one's work ethic. Your uncles, and millions like them, formed the basis for the greatest run of peace and prosperity this planet has ever seen.
Yesteryear, when men were lynched for being black, when brilliant, creative men had their career's destroyed by McCarthyism, when women were sexually assaulted by their bosses with impunity, when being gay was a crime, when women were vilified for bearing a child out of wedlock.
Tomorrow, we will rid ourselves of all wrongs and injustices...Workers of the World...Unite!
There is no Utopia friend.
hfbaker.. I'm 48.. I wasn't alive when Phil's Uncles came back from the war. Maybe I'm not qualified to comment on it but is there a reason why they are continually and pervasively referred to as "The Greatest Generation"?
I know we have come along way and we have righted a whole lot of wrongs but it does seem like we have lost a lot as well.
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