And when it came down to who to believe between the kid or the teacher when the kid got in trouble, my parents always believed the teacher...because they were worth believing and trusting. They weren't sick pervs or mentally confused psych jobs. They were professionals who were there to drill facts into my head, and nothing else. I tried my best to be good in school because Dad always said...and proved...that what I got at school I was getting at home.😵
@@paulwatters9225Excatly, and our parents didn't go all Karen protecting their little brats like they were angels when they knew damn well they instigated the problem.
My parents were born in the 1920's. The Great Depression years were tough. Then off to WWII. My dad had to finish high school when he got back from Europe.
They were tougher. My old man (born in 1939) was making his own gun powder at 8 years old, making a 15 minute wick, taking it to lover's lane, sticking it under a car undercarriage (plenty of bang, but no real damage) shinnying up a tree, and driving the local teens crazy. When his father came home drunk, in the wee hours, the boys, to avoid a beating, would spend the night in the bush. It sounds like a hardship, but it wasn't that way to them. they had no problem making an impromptu shelter, starting a fire, or what have you, even in the dead of winter.
4/5/24...AND my Dad bought his 1st house 🏠...a duplex...the day I was born. We lived downstairs + couple rented upstairs. We NEVER went upstairs... but my older sister + I played on the stairs...quietly. AND we lived between downtown Atlanta + towards the outer city. Then they built I-20 + I-75/I-85 as we WATCHED Atlanta grow + grow + grow.... We knew all the neighbors + Moms were 99 percent "homemakers"...We ALWAYS had homemade "supper" every night together..... WHAT A WONDERFUL BUNCH OF MEMORIES I HAVE AS A NOW SINGLE RETIRED LADY IN CENTRAL FL!
I think women in the 50's got pre natal instructions on what to say to their kids when they were being driven out of their minds by the tykes. Maybe there was and appendix with all those phrases in the bask of the Dr, Spock books. Phrases like: Is that all you have to say for yourself? I guess if Jimmy jumped off a bridge you would have to, too. Is that the way you think? Just wait until your father gets home. You want to tell me just what was going through your head when you did that? I thought you had more sense. If you think that I was put on this earth to be your slave, you have another think coming. Don't ask me where they are, they are YOUR things to take care of not mine. If I have to tell you one more time to . . . . . . You were supposed to be home a (half hour, hour, etc) ago. I'm going to count to three and. . . . . .. ooonnneee, twooooo, WHAM!
As a Gen X I was only told to go outside when chores needed to be done like mowing the grass or feeding the cattle but I mostly was in the house taking care of my boomer father because he was too lazy to get anything for himself. Even my boomer mother was lazy because by the time I was 12 I was taking over all the housework including cooking. I didn't mind the cooking part because my mother couldn't cook to save her life and it was nice to have food that not only wasn't burnt but it also tasted good. It's why I left when I was 16 because I was already taking care of myself but I was tired of taking care of them
The very best thing about growing up in the late 60s and thru the 70s, Was absolutely NO INTERNET and NO CELLPHONES. We actually played outside and were riding bikes and being creative.
Agreed. Our mainstream media wasn't completely monopolized and owned by four or five "people/corporations" back in the 60's and 70's either. Personally I miss the Fairness Doctrine (1949 - 1987) which was a set of laws which supported *facts* in newscasts instead of opinion. Strange that it was "retired" just before digital media took over analogue media, don't you think?. There were several excellent reasons for *amending and extending* the Fairness Doctrine to *include* today's digital media. Reasons like the fact that fascism never sleeps. History is no mystery. Authoritarian dictator wanna-bes *always* want "One World Order" with you, me and every other average citizen forced to follow *their* orders. *No Thanks.*
Lack of respect and manners happens in all age groups. Many boomers got into plenty of trouble in their youth and disrespected authority, probably even more so than Gen X, Y, and Z.
My partner couldn't bear to see things get damaged,because he had vivid recollections of wartorn London where he and his pals played in a big bomb crater in hie street . Health and Safety officials would have a fit at such things now. He eas an amazing person ,and not only in my biased opinion ; he mended many items for people and didn't charge a penny . I miss him loads .🤍
@@themanifestorsmind BOOMERS were 1000% tougher, physically & mentally, than the under 40 snowflake crowd. Another thing YOU missed, is that BOOMERS, knew EXACTLY what GENDER, we were, YOU either had an innie or an outie, Boy's were REALLY Boy's and Girl's were REALLY Girl's and there was no confusion, or MENTAL ISSUES, about this. Also, young BOOMER kids, KNEW EXACTLY, which PUBLIC BATHROOM, to use.
The big difference was mental toughness. Nobody whined about their lot in life. No emotional support animals or safe spaces. Didn’t like dinner? Don’t eat it. Nothing special will be prepared just for you. Fall off your bike? Dust yourself off, dab up the blood, and get back on. Something nasty happened? No counselling or psychiatry support. Get over it. Actions had consequences. Nobody wondered about what gender they might be. A very different time. Nobody expected life to be easy or fair. Nobody expected a smooth ride, or to get something for nothing. And thank God there were no brainless “influencers.”
So true and the reason our parents were the greatest generation, having lived through the depression, and fought in WWII. Things like have a car at home when dad was at work, nope only had one, air conditioning in the house nope, a tv in every room yea nope only one in the living room you watched what the parents wanted as they smoked another Lucky.
Yeah, but I think while we've gone too far the other way these days, what you just said isn't great either. Like, the whole "went through something tough? No help, get over it" didn't actually work that well. I know lots of people whose parents or grandparents (mine included) really could've used some mental health support after dealing with really awful stuff and legitimate struggles, but that wasn't a thing right - and lots of them were abusive in various ways, addicts, and so on. There's no shame in getting appropriate help when you need it. They've gone too far the other way these days, but that doesn't make an overly-tough mentality that leaves people hanging and struggling right, either.
My body also has childhood scars and I ware them with pride. In Ireland, we had breakfast and then turned out outside. We went across the farmers fields to play in the Brook. Jumping across into stinging nettles, because we were tough. Climbing trees, playing in the mud and going miles till it was time for evening dinner. Those were the days and I miss them so. I can't believe the younger ones today don't know how to use their imagination and play. They are dull dull dull, with no hope for the future.
Yes sir, if you don't have scars, you didn't really have any fun, I don't mean being stupid, but we played hard and we would fight, and we would outdo Others, because we could.
Yes, we played in the street game. Like stickball, touch football, kick the can, dodge ball, and in the summertime time flashlight tag after it got dark. I also remember the first time I kissed a girl at 12 in the ally way between house then but all of us also had to be home by 9:00pm.
We had friends, real friends, not Facebook friends. We talked to those friends, face to face or on the phone, with a cord. Two boys fighting usually turned into a lifelong friendship. Not a shooting. We learned how to handle and face conflict, not hide from it. If we were bullied or called a name, we got over it. We learned how to solve problems, not create them. And we got along with EVERYone, no matter what color your skin. We were the generation of Martin Luther King. We didn’t judge you by the color of your skin, but your character. Remember?
Your generation tripped on acid, protested authority, embraced counterculture, and participated in riots during the 60s. Many boomers think they're superior to the younger generations, but there was plenty of trouble, chaos, and rebellion among the boomers when they were young. Can't deny facts.
Boomer here. We had iodine, no mercurochrome. If you wanted something you had to save up by mowing lawns, weed Ing gardens, raking leaves or shoveling snow around the neighborhood. Save up from paper-route earnings, sell seeds or Christmas Cards. No school busses. We walked to and from school. The short-cut was through an active train-yard with six sets of tracks.
We had mercurochrome in our home which was frequently applied to me since we played road hockey on the street and we’re sometimes knocked to the ground with resulting scrapes and burns to knee and elbows
Yes, paper-route was a right of passage. Didn't appreciate delivering the papers during a snow storm or when it was -25° outside, but it did build character!
I set out in July one year to go 3 miles to the nearest "housing development in our semi-rural area to sell Christmas cards to get my parents a new coffee percolator for Christmas. I swear, the sample book was 4 inches thick so I hauled it in my"little red wagon.
We rode bicycles without a helmet. I didn't even see a bike helmet until I was around 20 years old. I could walk to my friend's house without supervision. We always addressed the Moms and Dads by Mrs or Mister. And every time we visited we were asked to stay for lunch. But never dinner. We always ate at home in our formal dining room. We had to eat liver once a month, and every meal we would not be allowed to watch television until we ate all of the vegetables. Zero seatbelts. Metal dashboards. The TV had tubes and no transistors. We called a TV repairman to fix it. Black and white only, no color. Four channels and they went off the air at 11:00pm. My Dad was checking the roof on our three story house. I climbed the ladder and walked around with him. No problem. We always felt like we were free, really free. No police ever showed up at Grammer school. Because the Vice Principal was so freaking scary. I only went one time. I went home that day and as soon as I walked in the house I told my parents. Because back then they would know all about it anyway. I was told , it was my fault and not to do it again. It was a very minor infraction but back then if an adult turned me in for anything. I would be in trouble. Our parents had us but good. We ate fried foods and huge amounts of candy and almost none of us gained any extra weight. Because we walked or rode bicycles everyday. We lived less than one mile from school so we all walked, winter snow heavy rain. No problem. We always walked in groups. What a time to be alive. None of what I said is advice. I doubt that anyone today would be able to handle it.
I look back at how much freedom I had as a kid too and it was great. I do think kids would be able to handle the freedom today. They would enjoy it. The problem is that it isn’t safe. Our judicial system is way too lenient. Back in the days of my youth people deemed a danger to society generally spent a significant amount of time in prison. Now you can look on a website and see how many pedophiles live nearby.
Be seen and not heard. Respect your elders. We were blessed to grow up in those days. And we knew we had to work for a living. No whining. We definitely were tougher. Thank God.
I learned at a young age that if you asked you parents something and they said no that it meant NO. Not ask over and over hoping they'd say yes because you'd either get smacked or the belt.
Today, most young people just want to become a RUclips star. Also, others have very little patience to move up the ladder in a company and expect great pay at the start w/o earning it.
It was the best time ever. Everything was clean, the air the water the language tv, radio, movies. Things were built to last, people got along. People danced, listend to music, held hands, were polite. You dressed up to go out on a date , to church, a wedding or funeral. You knew how to iron, to sew to tie a tie, to fix a flat on your bike. You learned about courage. You knew right from wrong...yeah
I'm so glad you brought that up Everything looks dingy to me now. Everywhere I look at stores on the street. During the 50s and 60s You would not have thought of having a store with things out of order or anything dirty. We kept her houses cleaned and in order. We also care about our clothes In our surroundings looking good. You never went into a store that didn't just look pristine.
The air was NOT clean. Could be in downtown L.A. two blocks from City Hall and wouldn't be able to see the building because of the brown smog. The only thing you REALLY miss about those days is your irresponsible youth. "People got along"?! Were you in a coma? LOL.
I'm a boomer 1948. We are tougher but wimps compared to our parents. They survived the great depression, WWII, Korean war to name a few. They made us tough because they knew life can be cruel.
They fought to ensure a world where their children(you) would run the nation into unrecoverable debt and their grandchildren(me) would live out their lives as a hated minority in their own country.
We went to visit my grandma and she never stops. We were tired and she kept exercising ruclips.net/video/5zDsH6xNgTA/видео.htmlsi=hTRbmqri6gj6O-Kh&t=132
@cito4633, NOT REALLY, YOUR parents, were super bootlickers, of the government, and bowed down, and worshipped, the corrupt government and let the Federal Reserve Act, be passed, and that is why, money, is worth nothing today, sounds, like You are the typical down downed, low IQ, sheeple, that ACTUALY believes VOTING even counts for ANYTHING.
I was born in 1952 . And I really relish my youth and all the things we did back then that would be considered stupid today . I feel sorry for kids today . Without their iPads and cell phones they are lost .
I was born in 52 also and we managed to grow up without cell phones and iPads just fine. There was many a summer that I would spend the entire day outside playing, riding my bicycle, and on my Sidewalk Surfboard.
Damn right we were tougher! Not only were we tougher physically, enduring many injuries while playing a wide variety of games and sports out of doors, but we were also tougher mentally. Nobody got offended like people do today.
@stizelswik3694 And if a kid fights back against a bully, he's the one who gets disciplined. Although discipline without a good whack on the butt doesn't do much goodl
AGREED !!! Parents Of kids the last couple generations thought it best to be “ FRIENDS “ with their children!!!! Which INHERENTLY DELETES the PARENT ROLE !!! Combined with the breakdown of the FAMILY ( MARXIST FUELED ) DESTROYED kids making them the ENTITLED BRATTS they ARE today
Tell me about it. The girls did that a lot, and as an amateur boxer ( I didn't say a champ) the skip rope became my default exercise gizzmo. Good ones with the ball bearing handles ran abut $5 bux. We also knew which bathroom to use.
Absolutely! I'm a Baby Boomer and we're definitely tougher. My dad owned a dairy in South Florida. I grew up riding horses, rounding up cows, driving tractors and pickups. What a great life that was. I really miss it.
@@josephhanes6402 I'm not sure who you're replying to because it doesn't sound as if you're referring to my comment. It appears that some comments are missing. Correct me if I'm wrong.
I am a Boomer, and proud of it. We grew up with values, and a sense of responsibility and respect. This is sadly lacking in the generations growing up now. I remember having to have the operator place our long distance calls. I can’t even imaging all the whining we would hear, if today’s kids and adults had to deal with operators to make their calls. Although calculators were just coming out, we weren’t allowed to use them in school. We had to learn how to do our own calculations. A lot of people today can’t even make change manually. They need the computerized register to tell them how much change to give back. That’s scary.
"We grew up with values, and a sense of responsibility and respect." Then please explain the absolute disregard of basic humanity that is today's cult of MAGA, led and perpetuated by us Boomers that have no problems supporting or voting for a guy that's been indicted for 91 felonies, twice impeached, has been found to be a sex offender, cheated on his pregnant wife with a pr0nstar and tried to cover it up, found liable of defrauding the citizens of New York, is responsible for the deaths of a million Americans due to his incompetence, who bows down to our enemies and emulates their leaders, and led a multistate, multilevel attempt to subvert the Constitution and culminated in the invasion of our nation's Capitol?
Or drive a stick shift vehicle. Everyone should learn how in case that's the only vehicle available in an emergency. Like going to pick up your groceries someone else picked out for you. 😅
As a boomer myself I can assure you we were much tougher. People nowadays act like they have been slain if someone says anything they don't like. They are destroyed by "microagressions". It is pretty sad to see how weak the US is now.
I'm a member of the silent generation (older than boomers). Put differently, we were from the ass-whooping generation. We believe most of us turned out better than a lot of the later generations where participation trophies and time outs were/are the norm.
@@clarencegreen3071 boomers were more into emotional torture than physical abuse. Gen X turned out strong, partly because we had to take care of ourselves ( mostly latchkey kids). That part was fine, but the mental abuse was very scarring. I'm sure there's a happy medium between making things too easy and being cruel.
@@jennifernordlund2691 Nonsense. You can't make a blanket condemnation of an entire generation based on some dubious research and suspect allegations. Our parents were strict and emphasised the importance of politeness and consideration for others. Today's "me first" attitude is the cause of much of the social unrest today.
Agreed. As someone born at the height of the baby boom (1957), I see nothing tough about our generation. We had things better than any generation before or since. Life was pretty easy, comparatively.
Your right. Our generation were the first to have the luxury of being a teenager. My parents of the depression era ,often times couldn't finish school and like my mom had to work to help support the family.
Boomer too (1949) . I'm sure we are not alone in thinking this. For example, when I bought this house it came with a 10ft wooden ladder hanging on garage wall. It weighs a ton whereas now I have an aluminum one that can be unfolded and extended 21ft but it still weighs less and even though I'm far from fit, I can use it no problemo... to paint the soffits and the fascia at the top of this 4 level split circa 1966, a design which, at the time, struck me as very modern. lol
As a "boomer" born in 1949 my siblings and I were raised by parents who had lived through the Great Depression. Because of their experience, we were taught to never waste food - kids are starving in China, right? - so leftovers were never thrown out but became the basis for another night's meal. That became what our Mom called "Shutupandeatit" meals.
Lol, my dad talked a lot of those years, having nothing. He might have a few pairs of gloves for work, but would only use 1 pair till there was absolutely nothing left of them.
My mom was the queen of leftovers. She would throw together what ever was in the fridge : a few pork chops, a chicken leg, some spaghetti, etc. There were six of us. My dad got first pick and you had to be quick to get your favorite. No food was wasted.
My parents were children of the Great Depression and my mom always told me that if I did not like dinner, not to worry, breakfast was in 12 hours. It helped that mom was a very good cook. And I am at the end of the Boomer chain, and I believe in fixing and repairing things. Why waste money. Go back far enough and cars did not have seatbelts, a/c, heater, radio, electric windows.
I was out on my own at 18 and married by 21. We worked and saved for our first house and raised our kids with the same ideals and it has worked out. My kids have done well and are doing the same. I miss the sixties. It was a better time when giving your word and keeping it meant something.
Yes, I lost friends and adults I admired and cared for to that activity just as have I lost others to automobile and airplane accidents, and I would not do it today with my children or grandchildren. But looking for ways to find fault, place blame, or even assign some malicious intent to that activity is sad.@@Coolguy-jo4er
My dad was a police officer. He was the photographer and investigator, so he got to take pictures of the kids who did not wear any of that, and rode in the back of pick up trucks. You were lucky. The many, many kids he took pictures of were not. What you describe is not toughness. It's stoooopidity.
@@Coolguy-jo4er BOOMERS were 1000% tougher, physically & mentally, than the under 40 snowflake crowd. Another thing YOU missed, is that BOOMERS, knew EXACTLY what GENDER, we were, YOU either had an innie or an outie, Boy's were REALLY Boy's and Girl's were REALLY Girl's and there was no confusion, or MENTAL ISSUES, about this. Also, young BOOMER kids, KNEW EXACTLY, which PUBLIC BATHROOM, to use.
@@sdigf3167 BOOMERS were 1000% tougher, physically & mentally, than the under 40 snowflake crowd. Another thing YOU missed, is that BOOMERS, knew EXACTLY what GENDER, we were, YOU either had an innie or an outie, Boy's were REALLY Boy's and Girl's were REALLY Girl's and there was no confusion, or MENTAL ISSUES, about this. Also, young BOOMER kids, KNEW EXACTLY, which PUBLIC BATHROOM, to use.
I'm a baby boomer and proud of it. I grew up poor and most medication was done at home. You only went to a doctor when you had too. Kids now couldn't srevive what we had to live through. No phone, no car. I worked at 9 years old trimming my neighbors hedge for a quarter. Mowed yards for $1.50. Gathered up soda bottles for a 1 cent deposit per bottle.
I mopped the floor at the local store for one dollar every evening when I was 12. I used that money to buy clothes and school supplies. I was born in 1961
@@newday3363 Me too! I was born in 61 and did the same thing. I think it taught us well. To this day, I have never gotten a dime from anyone, including my own family, and worked for everything I had. When I needed something, I went out and got it on my own and didn't whine. We learned that when we were young. When I was 11, I wanted a face mask and snorkel to play in the lake. I had to mop the floor at the local store after school to save up the money I needed. Best lessons I've ever learned.
We had no lawns; just concrete sidewalks. We collected the deposits on glass bottles, 2 cents on small soda bottles, and a whole nickle on quarts. We got a tenth of a penny per pound for newspaper. And we shoveled sidewalks whenever it snowed. We also ran errands for old people.
@Yankee_Rednecknh6698 early millenials too. My parents were Boomers, and we lived with both sides of silent generation grandparents at different points.
I was born in 1981, so early millennial (or "Xennial"), and at least us Xennials still had the legacy childhood before the modern internet. It is weird to think how all this stuff happening in the 90s was interesting, but going back and looking at things in hindsight, the internet and modern technology has ruined the way people think today.
My Dad passed 3 years ago at 95. He was pretty tough but fair. Got drafted for Korea and made sergeant in 18 months. His own father was a real hardass, born 1898, and my Dad told me that he was determined to not be the version he'd gotten. He was true to that. He was loved by all of us, and is missed.
Exactly! One time we were playing release and it started to rain and lightning, my sister fell on a rusted fence and got the wire stuck in her hand. I was trying to get her free and Every single one of the boys came over and got her free. Nobody ran home cause it was raining. I’ll never forget that. Good times.
I was a 50s baby, when growing up , I remember making our own baseball field, making ice rinks on ponds to play, Hockey. We were just so more independent back then!
I was born in 1955. I loved AND respected my teachers. They never broadcast their politics. Never revealed their private business. They were only there to teach. We pledged allegiance to the flag of the United States of America. We brought canned food to store in our classroom because the windowless elementary school was designated a fallout shelter. We gave our pennies throughout the year to give our janitor a nice collected bonus for his Christmas gift. Our principal was known to mete out punishments with a paddle. I grew up with just about the same group of kids from grades 1-12. It was comfortable and stable and I miss the simplicity of those days.
Our 5th grade teacher had us stockpile food in our classroom during the Cuban missle crisis. Even had us bring in blakets and pillows. Looking back i never realized how forward thinking she was. We really came close to launching the missles.
I was born in 1945. One thing you did not DARE to do was tell a teacher to ---- themselves. They took the strp out of the schools and today they can't figure out how to control a class of kids. It's easy, just get rid of the social engineers
You have a good memory; you brought all of these to mind. And yes, in a lot of ways life was more simple than now. Kids today are tested in “toughness” in different ways than we were tested; they live in a world of ever greater competition.
My parents never knew were I was either!! I spent my days wondering around into fields and riding my bike. I was probably seven or eight years old walking to the market to get candy, and it was probably about 1 mile away...
@@ericlindenmuth7517 I was an Air Force brat and spent time wandering around England, Germany and Holland as a kid. Going a few miles to buy candy or fireworks was a weekly thing.
it's called exposure therapy! the more your exposed to tough situations the better you can handle them! we developed critical thinking by getting into situations we had to figure out ourselves! I loved the independence as a kid! still do!
Ah, the good old days. As a baby boomer I remember these times as a simpler life. We could walk on the street without fear of being robbed or accosted. We could sleep at night with the windows open without fear of a breakin. People respected each other far more than today.
Born in 1958 I was the oldest child & only male raised on the farm . Wasn't any play time only on Sunday after church. We had about every kind of farm animals there was. Feeding morning and night 7 days a week plus row crop farming. Was driving old jeep & tractors at 7 yrs old. It was hard living and made us tough as hell. Wouldn't trade the past & memories for anything!!!
Boy my wife and I are both 66 years old and we sure relate to your video! Today's parents would have a heart attack if their kids did what we did as children! You know, I really feel that we are the last generation to really know what it's like to be free and have fun as a kid. Please keep making your videos we love them!
I was born in 51And lived in the city. My life was like what was described above. I gave that to my children 3 sons also... My youngest son Did not get a cell phone till he went to Law school. You also have to pay for that And keep up with his own bill This part time job. Now has a 6-7 figure income. My kids all spent lots of time outside. My oldest are twins.50s now But they spent most of their days outside When they were not in school. They're all doing well making their own living. Some of the grandchildren Have 2 too many screens. But there trying to Limit it. I sent my 3 youngest to church camp Which kept them outside And moving for a week during the summer. They loved it I wanted more they completely forgot about the screens. I feelfor the kids today. You need to feel what life is like and have all kinds of emotions and feelings before you can get something Out of what you watch on the screen.
I am a late "boomer" (1963). I don't know if I feel so incredibly proud of who we were back then--quite honestly, we were all just mentally healthy, normal, and decent. What I will say is that what has happened to our society since then is utterly shameful and insane.
@@sqearly Of course not!--and it is ridiculous to even waste time pointing that out. With that said, the moral standards of the time aren't even in the same category as the cesspool of garbage that passes for 'values' in our society today.
Baby boomers are a spoiled generation, probably one of the most spoiled generations in US history. Their parents had the responsibility of surviving the great depression, and WWII, baby boomers grew up in an era of great prosperity and very few challenges. They are big whiners and complainers, but act as if they had "difficult" childhoods, whereas in reality, purchasing a home, working in the workforce, etc. are much more difficult for people in their 20s, 30s, 40s, and 50s than it ever was for the baby boomers.
Growing up in post war London, there wasn't a lot left of it in many areas, bomb sites were our playground..unexploded bombs..one a week..not much money and we got our attitudes from those who had seen real war first hand..it stood me in good sted in later life, the ability to do what needed to be done without shirking of finding it distasteful..roll the sleeves up get dirty..esp as a copper..now our attitudes seem harsh by today's standard but it was and is necessary..If you stand for nothing you will fall for everything..somewhere along the way we took our eye off the ball..esp with our grandchildren..what a mess 😢
I'm a Baby Boomer (1954). We were known as outdoor children. Our parents made sure we did not come home until supper time. We fought with our fist and afterwards we shook hands. Corporal punishment was aloud by parents, teachers and adults. We were rugged idealists. Making fun of one's parents and one another was a vocal sport we took with a grain of salt. We did not get triggered by name calling back then. Thank God I grew up during that time. Great video.
We got cereal or oatmeal for breakfast. Don’t remember eating lunch but if school was in session, it was a peanut butter sandwich and a Five cent milk. Dinner, no one ever complained. We ate everything without being told to. We were growing and always hungry. No chips, frozen pizza, etc. mom started giving us a small snack treat before bed so we would stop waking her up for something to eat. lol, those were the days. We ate what we were given and was glad for it. I’m a boomer and was married at 19. Raised three boys. All college educated and serviced in the military. We taught them hard work and respect. Yah, I’m glad and proud of being a boomer and truly miss those days of my youth!
As a kid, I couldn't eat fish. It made me vomit, every time. Once, my parents refused to let me leave the table, until I cleaned my plate. I spent the night, sitting there. That didn't change their minds, though, they simply gave me the option to eat or starve. Which I did, often twice a week. Something that served me well in my US Army Infantry career. I would never treat my own daughter this way, but yes, boomers are way tougher than kids today. But so were anyone's ancestors, compared to their grandchildren.
@@markcollins2666 I agree about the fish. We never were offered it though as it was more expensive than my parents could afford with a big family. We ate a lot of rice and pasta. That I remember so well
@markcollins2666 Please don't be offended - u know it must have been traumatic for you - but the way you recount your story made me laugh so hard. I'm still laughing - thank you. We were tough, weren't we -
@@concerned1144, if we had fish other than canned tuna, it was because it was free. We were Catholic, and weren't allowed to eat meat on Fridays. But other than that, 2 cans of tuna, and a box of Spanish Rice a Roni, was a meal for 6. I exclude myself, because I'd never touch the stuff.
@@jacquelinedevlin6381Yes! Absolutely! Aw, it wasn't that bad, they still at least let me eat sides, one, and bread. And this did not even last for very long. We were Catholics, not allowed to eat meat on Fridays, but that ended when I was 8.😍😍
A 1955 baby here. So much of what was said in the video brings back many memories. My knees were always scraped up from playing outside. Happily, my mom didn’t use that red mercury liquid on me. She didn’t allow me to be a picky eater, which is a good thing. It is very true about more serious injuries. I was hit by a car just before I turned age 4. First my parents drove me to the doctor’s then to the hospital, because it turned out I had a compound basilar skull fracture. We rode in the back of our pickup truck. There were no seat belts in cars. But there was the ever ready arm of mom to supposedly stop us from flying through the windshield.😂 But my parents’ and grandparents’ generations were truly the greatest.
Well as a baby boomer, growing up in a cold wet climate, you had to be tougher, no central heating, just a coal fire for cooking and heating, I can remember one winters night when not only a heavy frost on the outside of the bedroom window but the condensation from myself and 2 brothers was frozen on the inside as well.
I was born in 1952 into an Air Force family, and can attest to the fact that this all is true. We had a loving home, I had kid friends wherever we moved, played outside. Served as the TV remote for my dad, etc. All those memories brought back images of the places they happened. We weren't made to eat everything on the plate, but praised if we did. Mom told me one time when I was older that the idea was to have few rules, but really make those rules the important ones and make them stick. We had Bacteen for treating wounds and scrapes that didn't sting as much. The skin on my knees grew tougher from the minor spills and scrapes.When it turned dark , it was time to come home. I barely remember a party line, but do remember the time number you could call, dialing 411 for a number, and never bother dialing O for Operator unless you had a real need. The only bullying by a kid or, sadly, a teacher, was promptly taken care of by mom, she had our backs. When young, we were spanked when we needed it, loved and cuddled. We knew where we stood. :)
I was a 54' baby and also grew up on Air Force bases, but in Australia. Dad had flown Mustangs in the Korean War & was a big stickler for rules, while mum was the caring one. As said, we would disappear for the day, wandering around the airfield & maintenance buildings, climbing on old aircraft frames or up water towers. If you found yourself in trouble, you got yourself out of it. You learnt to 'make do' with what you had & you ate what you were given, with no complaints, or else. I was working full time by 15, as well as going to school.
I remember when our black and white tv wasn’t working my dad would take all the vacuum tubes out of the chassis and drive down to the hardware store and check them one by one on their tester. The problem tube was usually found .
Proud to be a baby boomer (1957)! Thank god I wasn't glued to a cell phone all day... letting the world pass me by... social interaction was most delightful... and Saturday morning cartoons followed by heading out to play was just heaven for me... in fact that's how my friends and I met some some people from Sesame Street... and came out on their pilot introduction song/video... and even got paid for it!!!!!!!
Born in 1959. Got my 1st job at 8 years old delivering newspapers. Got up every morning at 5 am, went out in the dark alone, finished in time to get ready for school. Did this for 4 years until I broke my leg and couldnt continue. Once healed I worked at a local country club as a caddy for 3 years. If I got home early enough I would help my friend with his lawn mowing business. In the winter we would shovel snow for money. At 15 I started working at a service station pumping gas and doing oil changes. By my junior year in HS Id only have classes for half the day and would work nearly every day from 1 pm to closing at 10 pm. Also worked weekends. In the summer I was putting in over 70 hours a week. The younger generation seems to think we had it easy. Not by a long shot !
I was also working at 8 yrs old. I very quickly realized that being self employed was the only way, and so I was. Most people cannot imagine the freedom that independent work brings.
Walking home from school (elementary through high school) we passed by a golf course. We'd pick up golf balls and sell them to the golfers. Standard tip to return a new ball was a dime. Cheap golfers couldn't catch us. One guy had an advantage: his family grew alfalfa across the road from the golf course!
We grew up stronger than current youth. our elders went to war, or went thru the depression era. Our doors was the place to play. Little TV, and no social media. we made friends easily in our neighborhoods, when it was safe to walk up to a home with new children moving in and introduce ourselves...can we meet and play? Manors at the table and respect for our elders, and teachers. We were tough kids, and ready for more. Life was way better then.
Living in a southern town That had Werner Von Braun Living here and the space program We had many new neighbors. We loved it. My best friend Was from Illinois. Her mom Could could cook the best pizza I put it in my mouth. I never had anything like that home made it was always Fried chicken , biscuits , Mashed potatoes And cornbread and the like. Many of our friends German Or Asian. It didn't make any difference to us In the 50s We were just were just kids... We were out In the red clay of Alabama Trying to build rockets like our parents And others in our neighborhood.
In the early 1960's we received four TV stations. ABC, CBS, NBC, and PBS. None of the stations were on late at night. The kids TV was in the den and we (I had 3 older brothers) had a rule that the person in the den the longest had control of the TV. Eventually you'd have to leave to go to the bathroom or to get something to drink. This is how we learned to negotiate and equally important we learned that you don't always get what you want so make the best of it and don't whine.
I remember all of this very well. We also got to ride in the back of the truck We drank out of the hose all the time. That mercurochrome burned like heck. My mom was a nurse so if we found any injured birds or kittens we would bring them home so mom could help heal them We were always outside. Even after dinner mom and dad would have coffee on the front steps and we’d play til time for a bath and bedtime. Ahh the good ole days. They sure gave us backbone.
My parents were both Boomers and overcame difficult childhoods, they were tough and were tough on me too, so as a genX with a Boomer upbringing, I feel thankful to have the parents that I did. They didn't complain about life being unfair (even though it was!). They just did the best they could with what they had. Having tough times definitely taught me a lot about life.
Every household that I was in believed in God. Everyone went to church on Sunday. Not everyone but more than not. Dad used to say sometimes God wouldn't mind if we went fishing. 😂 I miss it. God bless
My parents are boomers and they raised my siblings and I with all of the same values shown here, and we all grew up to be successful and independent. My mom and dad are wonderful, strong people!
Most of the time us kids didn’t want to come in the house , even in the heat of the summer and cold of the winter, even when we wanted some water we just drank out of the water hose outside because our moms said not to run in and out the house, they said to “ stay in or out”, so you stayed outside . Very important to let kids play outside, it let kids be social with kid stuff and learn from other kids, it let kids watch less tv, it let moms have some time to herself though they watched the kids through open door or window. Nowadays kids learn from gadgets and adults cause they are always around gadgets and adults. And the games or videos they watch or play doesn’t teach them about life through the eyes of a kid , they are learning about life as adults see life. And if a kid likes music( like I loved music as a kid ) no popular song teaches them about life these days the way songs did back then. We had the ice cream truck drive through neighborhoods back in the 50’s through the 80’d because kids were always outside, now they don’t run because they woundnt sell much ice cream because only a few kids are outside these days , plus the ice cream truck would probably get robbed ..
@@lwmarti I'm 62 and still drink from the hose when I'm outside working. It's perfectly safe. In fact, tap water is safer than bottled water. Bottled water is regulated as a food item and therefore, is only inspected as often as any other food manufacturer. Water from your tap is tested numerous times a day and strictly monitored. Not only is it safer but doesn't have microplastics in it the way bottled water does. I'm shocked that people pay more for water than they do for gasoline. I know some young people who think that you're not supposed to drink tap water. They have them brainwashed or something. The amount of money wasted on bottled water is astounding. Also, younger people pay more to eat. I make home cooked meals and eat far better food at a lower price. Younger people eat fast food, processed food, microwave meals, precooked junk, etc.
Spot on. Life was good, tough but fair. We grew up and were ready for the world. A far cry different from so many of today's hypersensitive kids and young adults.
@@Marcus-p5i5sMerriam-Webster makes no such distinction: " : a person born during a period of time in which there is a marked rise in a population's birth rate : a person born during a baby boom especially : a person born in the U.S. following the end of World War II (usually considered to be in the years from 1946 to 1964) "
@@IBM29irrelevant. Show a complete lack of primary education on your part. You don't consult a dictionary for such info but texts on the discipline concerned.
I was working in a nursing home by the time I was 17. I had 10-12 large patients to bathe from head to toe and feed... My mom knew that the pretty little blonde needed work and no free time on her hands. It worked I went to nursing school and became an RN.
Technically correct, but as a 1948 Boomer I remember distinctly that the terms were used interchangeably; one meant the other. It didn't matter, we didn't like Russkies. My gt-grandfather (b.1864) once told my g'father (b.1887) that his generation was weak in muscle and brains! This tells me that dumping on the upcoming generation(s) has been going on a long time.
We all had rolls to play , mom raised the kids and dad provided, protected and fought you how to be a man by repairing and coming up with solution ! Thinking OUTSIDE THE BOX ! Wishing all a Blessed Easter 🐣🙏
I was born in 67 but was the youngest of 4. All my siblings are in the boomer years. This was my youth as well. My dad was a depression era kid and a WWII vet. No BS and no handouts...and "go find someplace to play besides inside my house!" Annual trips to the ER for stitches from my outdoor adventures were a real thing. When I told him I was joining the military, his only words were: "If you take care of the military, it will take care of you!"
Those old fashioned tv sets were the pits. You had to mess around with the horizontal hold, then the vertical hold, and try to stop the picture rolling.
I remember the horizontal or vertical hold going out and if you could not adjust it with the knobs provided by the TV you had to call the repairman. If you were lucky he could fix it at your house, if not it went back to the shop. And that might mean no TV for a few days.
Answer: No, they are not tougher than me because I am a baby boomer. I was 10 riding my bike when I hit a bee that stung me in my eye. I rode my bike home, and my Mom called the doctor and he told her to use tweezers to pull the stinger out, and if I still had vision problems a week later, to bring me in. She pulled out the stinger, the swelling went down three days later and I was fine. I did not cry but it did hurt like hell. I also played lawn darts and had a mini bike, a go kart, and a Daisy BB gun. I have also always done all of my own vehicle repairs and still do to this day.
@@reb1050 BOOMERS were 1000% tougher, physically & mentally, than the under 40 snowflake crowd. Another thing YOU missed, is that BOOMERS, knew EXACTLY what GENDER, we were, YOU either had an innie or an outie, Boy's were REALLY Boy's and Girl's were REALLY Girl's and there was no confusion, or MENTAL ISSUES, about this. Also, young BOOMER kids, KNEW EXACTLY, which PUBLIC BATHROOM, to use.
@@stephentaylor280 BOOMERS were 1000% tougher, physically & mentally, than the under 40 snowflake crowd. Another thing YOU missed, is that BOOMERS, knew EXACTLY what GENDER, we were, YOU either had an innie or an outie, Boy's were REALLY Boy's and Girl's were REALLY Girl's and there was no confusion, or MENTAL ISSUES, about this. Also, young BOOMER kids, KNEW EXACTLY, which PUBLIC BATHROOM, to use.
I still remember my mom would take my dad’s police whistle and blow it for me to come home. No matter where I was in the neighborhood you heard it and you better get home NOW! 😊
I'm a boomer .. I grew up hearing the stories of my parents having to walk through miles of snow to attend a one room schoolhouse. When the snow was really deep their parents would break out the horse pulled sleigh to get them there. Of course school was after they got up at 4am to break ice in the pond for the cows to drink .. and spread out some hay .. and fed the chickens .. well .. you get the picture. And after school they had more chores, helping clean up after dinner, then homework (by kerosene lamp) and then off to bed (as soon as darkness arrived). * So, growing up we were told repeatedly how easy we had it compared to our parents childhood .. and, to me, this sounds like a tradition repeated by each generation.
I was born in 1951 and grew up in a rural suburb of L.A. against the foothills. We played outside all day in summer. We lived on a long dead end street and all the kids learned to ride a bike on one kid's green 16inch 2 wheeler. All the Moms were home all day and everyone watched out for each others kids. We played cowboys and Indians in the nearby wash bank and ran through the sprinklers in summer. It was a good childhood.
Most kids today wouldn't least a week in those days . Im so tired of hearing how tough they have it and how everything is the boomers fault. Grow up , get out and make a life for yourself. Nobody did it for us.
@gustavsorensen9301 oh OK... you mean the the protest and revolutions that lead to better civil rights and the women's movement and better Healthcare and social services to help the elderly and poor ? You mean THOSE changes ? Then yes I HAVE to agree with you on that.
@@stargirlzx With a large percentage of our politicians in recent years being Boomers, the individual may be referring to an overreaching government, an out-of-control national debt, manufacturing jobs sent overseas, never ending welfare spending, the inability for one parent to make enough to support a family, lack of border security, identity politics, gender confusing, loss of privacy, voter fraud, sky is falling politically motivated climate policies and the fact that a generation that once preached freedom, now pushes big government control. Of course that's just a guess!
@peterjohnson1734 maybe you need to take a look at the new breed of banana Republicans. How do you think you're going to do with the likes of mtg, bobert, gaetz , jordan ,the idiot the other nite after the sotu, Hawley... do I need to go on ?
For boomers and senior citizens, the current market and economy are unnecessarily harder. I'm used to simply purchasing and holding assets, which doesn't seem applicable to the current volatile market, and inflation is catching up with my portfolio. My biggest concern is whether I'll survive after retirement.
Yes, gold is a great investment and a good bet against the devaluating dollar, been holding some for awhile now, I’m grateful my adviser’s moment by moment changes in the market are lightening quick, cos who know how much losses I would’ve had by now.
My mom was an Emergency Room head nurse in the '60s. The rubber pads on my bike pedals were gone, and I slipped and took a pedal in my lower leg, all the way to the bone. I somehow got to the hospital, and still remember Mom being worried whether I'd left the bike in somebody's front yard.. I was proud to get 40 stitches, though it still couldn't compete with my brother's compound leg fracture.
I was never a picky eater. My father ran a farm so we always had plenty of food. Lots of meat from cows, pigs chickens and rabbits plus a large garden with sweet corn, tomatos, string beans apple trees pear trees. My mom was always canning for the winter, my dad made sourer kraut and I loved Liver and Onions. Mom was the best cook I ever knew. I started working at 6 yrs old pulling weeds in the garden and the older I got the more work on the farm to do. It was a hard and good life for my siblings and I.
As Baby Boomers and with a career Marine for a father who grew up during the depression, my siblings and I learned to make do, fix what was broken (if possible) and to adapt and overcome our challenges! Dad always said if you were fussy, he'd give you a reason to knock it off. And, if you were crying over nonsense that he'd give you a reason to cry! He wanted no spineless or bratty babies in his household. I really enjoy viewing your channel!
We had only one car that our father drove to work every day. Several times, when my brothers or I broke bones or needed stitches, my mother would just call the doctor and we would have to walk or ride our bikes to the doctor's office. He would fix us up and the only pain reliever we got was a tongue depressor to bite on. Most of the time, if we got hurt because we were careless or stupid, we had to figure out how to settle the bill with the doctor ourselves. What I remember the most is how proud we were for being able to handle the responsibility ourselves and the confidence our parents had in us.
I remember going to a Knights of Columbus picnic and cut myself slicing a watermelon on the arm. My mom looked at it she was a nurse and said put this bandage on a hold it tight were staying wait until we go home. My dad was half-drunk anyway and just getting started.
Americans often had parents who came from other countries in their youth, my Dad’s parents came alone at 18 and 22 approximately. They never saw their families again, but this was common . Imagine the difficulty and perseverance!
I was born in 63. Playing outside, with other kids made a us learn to be social. We knew all the adults and law officers. The playgrounds back then were FUN!. They taught us to think for ourselves and fast. Some times we had TALL slides that were FAST, marry-go-round, or witches hat, and have a teen spin it FAST so we would fly off. There were swings so TALL at the top of swing one could see over roofs of houses. For many of us, we grew up with the US at war and saw it on the news, real footage of war. There were lots of army toys for us to play with to help us deal with things. Riding in the station wagon, with no seat belts, taught us to be aware and think and act fast. When the 80s started with a bang - computers were out. The first one were DOS and we had to learn the keywords. The old computers took knowledge to use, more that the GUI computers of today. When I was 9 my parents moved to western NC. (rural mountains) the school had abusive teachers and principle. Kids were often beat for no reason, some everyday, no mater how good they were. When I was 11 all the kids revolted All the kids made me leader. Every time a kid was abused, I call the sheriff. When I was 12 the 3 teachers and principle were arrested. It is sad knowing that kids today are forced to be pansies. If the US was ever to be attacked which kids do you think would make better soldiers, the kids of today or those of long ago?
Did you really call the sheriff? Good for you! I was born in 61 and I was beat by a drunken father constantly but I was scared of the police and to me, they always meant trouble. My father only stopped beating me when I became old enough to fight back, around age 13. He was a big, tough guy (physically, not mentally) so I had to pick things up to hit him with but I was able to cause enough damage to make him stop. After that, he ignored me and kicked me out to live on the porch until I left at around age 16. That's the way it was back then. By the way, the worse thing was when other adults would look down at me. I was dirty, unkept, undisciplined and feral. They looked at me and made a face and separated me from the other children. That hurt me the most. They blamed ME for being abused. They turned their nose up at me. It wasn't my fault! I was a good kid and I tried my best. To hell with all those adults and teachers who treated me like a bad kid just because my father was a drunk and beat the hell out of me. I was a smart, talented kid just put in the wrong circumstance. Please do not think badly of children who show signs of abuse and neglect, it's NOT their fault. Even if the kid is unruly, swears at you or fights you, please understand they don't know any better and it's the result of abuse at home. I'm not saying you should tolerate it, but understand that it is not a reflection of what that kid truly is.
@@hoangling4344 I also grew up with a abusive parents. When I just turned 3 I committed suicide, drowned myself. A neighbor did CPR. He called the sheriff and luckily they were really good officers. Growing up I met both good and bad officers. I hated my parents so bad, I made myself the opposite. It was easy, because they were so bad. I met other kids that were similar to your childhood. Sometimes I could talk sense into the parents. When I was 9 my parents moved to western NC rural mountains were I was abused in churches and at that school. IT is a long story, but the churches fell a few weeks before the school revolt. I guess because of my childhood it made me a strong leader.
I wasn’t born till ‘67 so I’m not a “boomer,” but many of the topics in this vid were still relevant to my childhood in the early 70’s. Great times to be a kid
Born in 1950, so grew up in the 50s and early 60s, mother who is still alive 95, and dad both grew up in the depression, he joins the Navy at 17 right after the attack on Pearl Harbor. What sticks with me today is the fact that they would talk,, not often, but about the depression and going hungry, oh not the type we think of, gee haven't eaten in 5 hours, but days at a time. And also my dayd at that young age going off to war, limited contact with my grandmother and grandfather and his sisters, for 4 years. Can't imagine what was going through their minds as a real war was being fought. Tough as nails that generation, tough as nails.
My experience was in the 70's more than the 50's or 60's, so a lot of this was before my time. 9-1-1 wasn't widespread until around the mid 70's, so if you had an accident your mom just drove you to either a hospital emergency room or to your doctor's office. 🤷♂
One thing which was missed, teachers didn't tolerate any BS.
And when it came down to who to believe between the kid or the teacher when the kid got in trouble, my parents always believed the teacher...because they were worth believing and trusting. They weren't sick pervs or mentally confused psych jobs. They were professionals who were there to drill facts into my head, and nothing else. I tried my best to be good in school because Dad always said...and proved...that what I got at school I was getting at home.😵
You're correct...because they didn't have to. The school administration and parents (by and large) supported them and how they ran their classrooms...
@@paulwatters9225 That's the way I see it.
@@k.b.tidwell Sad how we've drifted downward.
@@paulwatters9225Excatly, and our parents didn't go all Karen protecting their little brats like they were angels when they knew damn well they instigated the problem.
In the 50s, car manuals told you how to adjust the engine valves. Now car manuals tell you not to drink the contents of the battery.
Good one !
That cracks me up because it is so true!!!
Sad but true.
Lol😂
And how to link your smart phone to your new car
The Best part of the 60's and 70's was the Music . . . . still the Best.
And the 40s and 50s.
"...when the streetlights come on" Most boomers know what that meant.
Those of us who were children in the 80s had the same rule. 😊
Yes! Time to get home. If you were late Mom was at the door with her foot tapping, or worse yet calling you by your full name (better hurry up).
@@gregwarren8583 I can hear my dad's voice. "Dana Joyce!"
@@gregwarren8583 Ha ha ha! I remember those days in the 80s as well! So much fun!
In the '90's as a kid - early teen I could stay outside up untill hous 20-21. All seasons.
But I'm not from U.S.A.
As a boomer, I have always thought my parents and grandparents were tougher.
My parents were born in the 1920's. The Great Depression years were tough. Then off to WWII. My dad had to finish high school when he got back from Europe.
They were and are now in their 100s
Same here
They were tougher. My old man (born in 1939) was making his own gun powder at 8 years old, making a 15 minute wick, taking it to lover's lane, sticking it under a car undercarriage (plenty of bang, but no real damage) shinnying up a tree, and driving the local teens crazy.
When his father came home drunk, in the wee hours, the boys, to avoid a beating, would spend the night in the bush. It sounds like a hardship, but it wasn't that way to them. they had no problem making an impromptu shelter, starting a fire, or what have you, even in the dead of winter.
I absolutely agree. They aren’t called the Greatest Generation for nothing.
I am a baby boomer...1946. Played all day long in the summer and outside when at home after school. A great life.
4/5/24...AND my Dad bought his 1st house 🏠...a duplex...the day I was born.
We lived downstairs + couple rented upstairs. We NEVER went upstairs...
but my older sister + I played on the stairs...quietly.
AND we lived between downtown Atlanta + towards the outer city. Then they built I-20 + I-75/I-85 as we WATCHED Atlanta grow + grow + grow....
We knew all the neighbors + Moms were 99 percent "homemakers"...We
ALWAYS had homemade "supper" every night together.....
WHAT A WONDERFUL BUNCH OF MEMORIES I HAVE AS A NOW SINGLE RETIRED LADY IN CENTRAL FL!
@@eileeneclark9011yup and you boomers squandered all that wealth out of your grandchildrens mouths. (Hint that's why they don't visit)
I'm a boomer (1956). My parents favorite line (but I heard it most from Mom) had to be "Go outside and play"
I think women in the 50's got pre natal instructions on what to say to their kids when they were being driven out of their minds by the tykes.
Maybe there was and appendix with all those phrases in the bask of the Dr, Spock books.
Phrases like:
Is that all you have to say for yourself?
I guess if Jimmy jumped off a bridge you would have to, too. Is that the way you think?
Just wait until your father gets home.
You want to tell me just what was going through your head when you did that?
I thought you had more sense.
If you think that I was put on this earth to be your slave, you have another think coming.
Don't ask me where they are, they are YOUR things to take care of not mine.
If I have to tell you one more time to . . . . . .
You were supposed to be home a (half hour, hour, etc) ago.
I'm going to count to three and. . . . . .. ooonnneee, twooooo, WHAM!
My childen heard that, too. The children of 2 boomers. 🤣
As a Gen X I was only told to go outside when chores needed to be done like mowing the grass or feeding the cattle but I mostly was in the house taking care of my boomer father because he was too lazy to get anything for himself. Even my boomer mother was lazy because by the time I was 12 I was taking over all the housework including cooking. I didn't mind the cooking part because my mother couldn't cook to save her life and it was nice to have food that not only wasn't burnt but it also tasted good. It's why I left when I was 16 because I was already taking care of myself but I was tired of taking care of them
@@hellhound1389Sorry to hear that but g;lad you were resourceful enough to make it on your own and I wish you the best in the future.
... and be home by 5:30 if you want supper 😅
The very best thing about growing up in the late 60s and thru the 70s,
Was absolutely NO INTERNET and NO CELLPHONES.
We actually played outside and were riding bikes and being creative.
Amen to that.
Actually talked with each other to solve problems.
Agreed. Our mainstream media wasn't completely monopolized and owned by four or five "people/corporations" back in the 60's and 70's either. Personally I miss the Fairness Doctrine (1949 - 1987) which was a set of laws which supported *facts* in newscasts instead of opinion. Strange that it was "retired" just before digital media took over analogue media, don't you think?. There were several excellent reasons for *amending and extending* the Fairness Doctrine to *include* today's digital media. Reasons like the fact that fascism never sleeps.
History is no mystery. Authoritarian dictator wanna-bes *always* want "One World Order" with you, me and every other average citizen forced to follow *their* orders. *No Thanks.*
Exactly!
Says the person commenting on the internet😂😂😂😂 Let me guess, you also believe a horse and buggy is better than a car
Respect and manners are nonexistent today…..
Lack of respect and manners happens in all age groups. Many boomers got into plenty of trouble in their youth and disrespected authority, probably even more so than Gen X, Y, and Z.
My dad was a boomer, and he had that mentality: if something is broken, you fix it. You just don't buy a new one.
My boomer dad says, yeah, that was before microcircuitry. 😂
My partner couldn't bear to see things get damaged,because he had vivid recollections of wartorn London where he and his pals played in a big bomb crater in hie street . Health and Safety officials would have a fit at such things now. He eas an amazing person ,and not only in my biased opinion ; he mended many items for people and didn't charge a penny . I miss him loads .🤍
Yes, but nowadays it's cheaper to just buy a new one
My husband and I are still like that. He fixes everything, something he was taught to do as a Boomer.
@@themanifestorsmind BOOMERS were 1000% tougher, physically & mentally, than the under 40 snowflake crowd. Another thing YOU missed, is that BOOMERS, knew EXACTLY what GENDER, we were, YOU either had an innie or an outie, Boy's were REALLY Boy's and Girl's were REALLY Girl's and there was no confusion, or MENTAL ISSUES, about this. Also, young BOOMER kids, KNEW EXACTLY, which PUBLIC BATHROOM, to use.
The big difference was mental toughness. Nobody whined about their lot in life. No emotional support animals or safe spaces. Didn’t like dinner? Don’t eat it. Nothing special will be prepared just for you. Fall off your bike? Dust yourself off, dab up the blood, and get back on. Something nasty happened? No counselling or psychiatry support. Get over it. Actions had consequences. Nobody wondered about what gender they might be. A very different time. Nobody expected life to be easy or fair. Nobody expected a smooth ride, or to get something for nothing. And thank God there were no brainless “influencers.”
All true, I was born in '60!
So true and the reason our parents were the greatest generation, having lived through the depression, and fought in WWII. Things like have a car at home when dad was at work, nope only had one, air conditioning in the house nope, a tv in every room yea nope only one in the living room you watched what the parents wanted as they smoked another Lucky.
Amen Gary!!!!!!!!!
Yeah, but I think while we've gone too far the other way these days, what you just said isn't great either. Like, the whole "went through something tough? No help, get over it" didn't actually work that well. I know lots of people whose parents or grandparents (mine included) really could've used some mental health support after dealing with really awful stuff and legitimate struggles, but that wasn't a thing right - and lots of them were abusive in various ways, addicts, and so on. There's no shame in getting appropriate help when you need it.
They've gone too far the other way these days, but that doesn't make an overly-tough mentality that leaves people hanging and struggling right, either.
"Don't eat it"! well that would be a blessing, how about eat it or you'll be a bloody splat on the wall...My father was a Marine
AT 18, I WAS ON MY OWN, NOW DAYS THESE BRATS STILL CANT LET GO OF THEIR BABY BOTTLE
for gradution we got luggage and a tank full of gas.
I'm thinking another term besides "baby bottle" but used for the same purpose....
LOl,, double dog,, udder butter LOL
@@DoubleDogDare54 lol double dog,, udder butter ,,, lol
I don't get it... The youngsters I know are mostly pretty collected and reasonably self-reliant.
Maybe this is a US quirk. I live in Europe.
The worst punishment was, '' You can't go outside ''...
Absolutely Or it's raining
@@carmell51 I was a kid in Pa. show days were great sleding in the park.
You know it's bad when your parents want you around them..
I got worst than that principals office
That's a heartbreaker for surt
My dad was notorious for saying, “ it’s nice outside, turn off the tv and go out and play”. But captain Kangaroo was on! I’m happy to be a boomer!
Hahaha...my mom LOVED Dancing Bear !!! Remember Romper Room?
Man I remember how poor the reception was back then, you needed to turn the antenna to tune in the pix.
The Captain and Mr Green Jeans were favorites of mine. We climbed trees , went hiking snd helped dad rebuild our roof.
We need to put those shows back into rotation. I don't care if they make money or not. They are needed.
@@daffyduck9753romper bomper stomper do
tell me tell me tell me do
Proud to be a WWII and Korean Veteran''s son. Some people never get to meet their hero's, I was raised by mine.
They fought so the bad guys could win and their grandchildren would come to be hated minorities in their own countries.
My body still bears the scars of having fun and learning about life as a kid!!
Let's compare scars.b
And you are still here to tell the tale. Amazing we survived, huh? These days, they put helmets on the kids just to put them to bed. Pathetic.
My body also has childhood scars and I ware them with pride. In Ireland, we had breakfast and then turned out outside. We went across the farmers fields to play in the Brook. Jumping across into stinging nettles, because we were tough. Climbing trees, playing in the mud and going miles till it was time for evening dinner. Those were the days and I miss them so. I can't believe the younger ones today don't know how to use their imagination and play. They are dull dull dull, with no hope for the future.
Born in 1955 still have scars 😂😂😂😂
Yes sir, if you don't have scars, you didn't really have any fun, I don't mean being stupid, but we played hard and we would fight, and we would outdo
Others, because we could.
Yeah playing in the street taught me to pick gravel out of my knees
Yes, we played in the street game. Like stickball, touch football, kick the can, dodge ball, and in the summertime time flashlight tag after it got dark. I also remember the first time I kissed a girl at 12 in the ally way between house then but all of us also had to be home by 9:00pm.
Yep still got a scar on my left elbow after falling on my bike in the street , and I remember picking out the gravel
Anyone that rode a simple little bicycle, that couldn't go over 20 miles an hour, with a helmet was thought of as being the biggest pussy around.
More to the point, to do it without whining.
Or elbows,,,
We had friends, real friends, not Facebook friends. We talked to those friends, face to face or on the phone, with a cord. Two boys fighting usually turned into a lifelong friendship. Not a shooting. We learned how to handle and face conflict, not hide from it. If we were bullied or called a name, we got over it. We learned how to solve problems, not create them. And we got along with EVERYone, no matter what color your skin. We were the generation of Martin Luther King. We didn’t judge you by the color of your skin, but your character. Remember?
I do and still live it
Your comment nailed my childhood! Thank you from a boomer '54
Your generation tripped on acid, protested authority, embraced counterculture, and participated in riots during the 60s. Many boomers think they're superior to the younger generations, but there was plenty of trouble, chaos, and rebellion among the boomers when they were young. Can't deny facts.
Boomer here. We had iodine, no mercurochrome. If you wanted something you had to save up by mowing lawns, weed
Ing gardens, raking leaves or shoveling snow around the neighborhood. Save up from paper-route earnings, sell seeds or Christmas Cards. No school busses. We walked to and from school. The short-cut was through an active train-yard with six sets of tracks.
We had mercurochrome in our home which was frequently applied to me since we played road hockey on the street and we’re sometimes knocked to the ground with resulting scrapes and burns to knee and elbows
Yes, paper-route was a right of passage. Didn't appreciate delivering the papers during a snow storm or when it was -25° outside, but it did build character!
I set out in July one year to go 3 miles to the nearest "housing development in our semi-rural area to sell Christmas cards to get my parents a new coffee percolator for Christmas. I swear, the sample book was 4 inches thick so I hauled it in my"little red wagon.
We use hydrogen peroxide to bubble out grit. And made money the only way possible. Work for it or turn in pop bottles!
I was sent to the corner store on a regular basis to buy cigarettes for my parents. The owner knew my parents, and no one thought twice about it.
I did, too. Before I was in 1st grade.
lol yep boy, those were great days!
By corner store I assume you mean liqueur store, cause that's where I bought smokes for my mom
Same here..I still remember the price of her cigarettes.,.43cents.😂
Reminds me of my Grandma telling me, how her Mom sent her to buy beer in a bucket, at the back door of a bar. That was old time NYC.
We rode bicycles without a helmet. I didn't even see a bike helmet until I was around 20 years old.
I could walk to my friend's house without supervision.
We always addressed the Moms and Dads by Mrs or Mister. And every time we visited we were asked to stay for lunch. But never dinner. We always ate at home in our formal dining room.
We had to eat liver once a month, and every meal we would not be allowed to watch television until we ate all of the vegetables.
Zero seatbelts. Metal dashboards.
The TV had tubes and no transistors. We called a TV repairman to fix it. Black and white only, no color. Four channels and they went off the air at 11:00pm.
My Dad was checking the roof on our three story house. I climbed the ladder and walked around with him. No problem.
We always felt like we were free, really free. No police ever showed up at Grammer school. Because the Vice Principal was so freaking scary. I only went one time.
I went home that day and as soon as I walked in the house I told my parents. Because back then they would know all about it anyway. I was told , it was my fault and not to do it again. It was a very minor infraction but back then if an adult turned me in for anything. I would be in trouble. Our parents had us but good.
We ate fried foods and huge amounts of candy and almost none of us gained any extra weight. Because we walked or rode bicycles everyday. We lived less than one mile from school so we all walked, winter snow heavy rain. No problem. We always walked in groups.
What a time to be alive.
None of what I said is advice. I doubt that anyone today would be able to handle it.
I look back at how much freedom I had as a kid too and it was great. I do think kids would be able to handle the freedom today. They would enjoy it. The problem is that it isn’t safe. Our judicial system is way too lenient. Back in the days of my youth people deemed a danger to society generally spent a significant amount of time in prison. Now you can look on a website and see how many pedophiles live nearby.
Patrici509 love your post sounds like the story of my childhood. Grew up on Long Island experienced all you mentioned.
@@johnschaefer2238I grew up on Long Island too. Sounds exactly like my childhood!!
Be seen and not heard. Respect your elders. We were blessed to grow up in those days. And we knew we had to work for a living.
No whining. We definitely were tougher. Thank God.
I learned at a young age that if you asked you parents something and they said no that it meant NO. Not ask over and over hoping they'd say yes because you'd either get smacked or the belt.
Today, most young people just want to become a RUclips star. Also, others have very little patience to move up the ladder in a company and expect great pay at the start w/o earning it.
You are correct. Bless you
Wholeheartedly agree 👍.
Respect is earned - never automatically given.
Be seen and not heard is just another way of justifying child abuse. Absolutely not.
It was the best time ever. Everything was clean, the air the water the language tv, radio, movies. Things were built to last, people got along. People danced, listend to music, held hands, were polite. You dressed up to go out on a date , to church, a wedding or funeral. You knew how to iron, to sew to tie a tie, to fix a flat on your bike. You learned about courage. You knew right from wrong...yeah
I'm so glad you brought that up Everything looks dingy to me now. Everywhere I look at stores on the street. During the 50s and 60s You would not have thought of having a store with things out of order or anything dirty. We kept her houses cleaned and in order. We also care about our clothes In our surroundings looking good. You never went into a store that didn't just look pristine.
All so true. One more no one wore pajamas and slippers in public...
The air was NOT clean. Could be in downtown L.A. two blocks from City Hall and wouldn't be able to see the building because of the brown smog. The only thing you REALLY miss about those days is your irresponsible youth. "People got along"?! Were you in a coma? LOL.
That's right and drank out of the hose 😂
Segregated society is not evil. We now use $$$ to provide it.
I'm a boomer 1948. We are tougher but wimps compared to our parents. They survived the great depression, WWII, Korean war to name a few. They made us tough because they knew life can be cruel.
They fought to ensure a world where their children(you) would run the nation into unrecoverable debt and their grandchildren(me) would live out their lives as a hated minority in their own country.
I was born in ‘58. We might be tougher than subsequent generations but we are wimps compared to (my parents) the Greatest Generation.
We went to visit my grandma and she never stops. We were tired and she kept exercising ruclips.net/video/5zDsH6xNgTA/видео.htmlsi=hTRbmqri6gj6O-Kh&t=132
59er here, couldn't agree more.
@cito4633, NOT REALLY, YOUR parents, were super bootlickers, of the government, and bowed down, and worshipped, the corrupt government and let the Federal Reserve Act, be passed, and that is why, money, is worth nothing today, sounds, like You are the typical down downed, low IQ, sheeple, that ACTUALY believes VOTING even counts for ANYTHING.
@cito4633,, When YOU speak, of WIMPS, YOU are describing YOURSELF
@@saminaneen Says the guy playing video games all day…
I was born in 1952 . And I really relish my youth and all the things we did back then that would be considered stupid today . I feel sorry for kids today . Without their iPads and cell phones they are lost .
And they are fatter than we boomers ever were as kids, too.
Agreed. I 👍
I was born in 52 also, miss the old days
I was born in 52 also and we managed to grow up without cell phones and iPads just fine. There was many a summer that I would spend the entire day outside playing, riding my bicycle, and on my Sidewalk Surfboard.
@@JeffSproul Right on !
I'm a boomer and I'm the first to tell you my parents were tough and smart. If I'm a quarter of the man my dad was I've done just fine.
Damn right we were tougher! Not only were we tougher physically, enduring many injuries while playing a wide variety of games and sports out of doors, but we were also tougher mentally. Nobody got offended like people do today.
@stizelswik3694 And if a kid fights back against a bully, he's the one who gets disciplined. Although discipline without a good whack on the butt doesn't do much goodl
So many people today think, " touch me not".
In 5th grade after school I got in a fight with Patrick Gallager he punched me once and I was floored he then helped me up and we walked home together
@@robertmanley2687 Today, you would both be suspended, and forced into counseling!
AGREED !!! Parents Of kids the last couple generations thought it best to be “ FRIENDS “ with their children!!!! Which INHERENTLY DELETES the PARENT ROLE !!! Combined with the breakdown of the FAMILY ( MARXIST FUELED ) DESTROYED kids making them the ENTITLED BRATTS they ARE today
Kids don’t jump rope anymore. That was great exercise!
I played jacks.
And marbles
@@drautodrauto2391 Steelies
Tell me about it. The girls did that a lot, and as an amateur boxer ( I didn't say a champ) the skip rope became my default exercise gizzmo. Good ones with the ball bearing handles ran abut $5 bux. We also knew which bathroom to use.
Absolutely! I'm a Baby Boomer and we're definitely tougher. My dad owned a dairy in South Florida. I grew up riding horses, rounding up cows, driving tractors and pickups. What a great life that was. I really miss it.
Wow you did physical labor.. you do realize many young people have two jobs doing physical labor that pay a fraction of what you made?
@@josephhanes6402 I'm not sure who you're replying to because it doesn't sound as if you're referring to my comment. It appears that some comments are missing. Correct me if I'm wrong.
Right there with you
I am a Boomer, and proud of it. We grew up with values, and a sense of responsibility and respect. This is sadly lacking in the generations growing up now. I remember having to have the operator place our long distance calls. I can’t even imaging all the whining we would hear, if today’s kids and adults had to deal with operators to make their calls. Although calculators were just coming out, we weren’t allowed to use them in school. We had to learn how to do our own calculations. A lot of people today can’t even make change manually. They need the computerized register to tell them how much change to give back. That’s scary.
I agree! And we had to memorize the entire times table to pass 4th grade! (No social promotion, either.)
Now they can't even write their own names, or tell time on a round "analog" clock.
"We grew up with values, and a sense of responsibility and respect." Then please explain the absolute disregard of basic humanity that is today's cult of MAGA, led and perpetuated by us Boomers that have no problems supporting or voting for a guy that's been indicted for 91 felonies, twice impeached, has been found to be a sex offender, cheated on his pregnant wife with a pr0nstar and tried to cover it up, found liable of defrauding the citizens of New York, is responsible for the deaths of a million Americans due to his incompetence, who bows down to our enemies and emulates their leaders, and led a multistate, multilevel attempt to subvert the Constitution and culminated in the invasion of our nation's Capitol?
Government Owned and Controlled Schools and Technology has made them Dumbed Down quite a bit!!!!
Or drive a stick shift vehicle. Everyone should learn how in case that's the only vehicle available in an emergency. Like going to pick up your groceries someone else picked out for you. 😅
As a boomer myself I can assure you we were much tougher. People nowadays act like they have been slain if someone says anything they don't like. They are destroyed by "microagressions". It is pretty sad to see how weak the US is now.
Great to be tougher , but the bad side is many of you were abusive to your children.
Problem is the world as we know it today was created by boomers. The Hillary Clinton’s and Tipper Gores of the world. The original snowflakes
I'm a member of the silent generation (older than boomers). Put differently, we were from the ass-whooping generation. We believe most of us turned out better than a lot of the later generations where participation trophies and time outs were/are the norm.
@@clarencegreen3071 boomers were more into emotional torture than physical abuse. Gen X turned out strong, partly because we had to take care of ourselves ( mostly latchkey kids). That part was fine, but the mental abuse was very scarring. I'm sure there's a happy medium between making things too easy and being cruel.
@@jennifernordlund2691 Nonsense. You can't make a blanket condemnation of an entire generation based on some dubious research and suspect allegations. Our parents were strict and emphasised the importance of politeness and consideration for others. Today's "me first" attitude is the cause of much of the social unrest today.
Boomer here (1952).
WITHOUT QUESTION our parents and grandparents were far tougher than we were.
Agreed. As someone born at the height of the baby boom (1957), I see nothing tough about our generation. We had things better than any generation before or since. Life was pretty easy, comparatively.
And look how that worked out. About as well as all the other bad ideas boomers had.
Yep.
Your right. Our generation were the first to have the luxury of being a teenager. My parents of the depression era ,often times couldn't finish school and like my mom had to work to help support the family.
Boomer too (1949) . I'm sure we are not alone in thinking this.
For example,
when I bought this house it came with a 10ft wooden ladder hanging on garage wall.
It weighs a ton whereas now I have an aluminum one that
can be unfolded and extended 21ft but it still weighs less and
even though I'm far from fit, I can use it no problemo...
to paint the soffits and the fascia at the top of this 4 level split circa 1966,
a design which, at the time, struck me as very modern. lol
I fell off a roof. Mom told me to walk it off. I did and didn't think anything about it.
As a "boomer" born in 1949 my siblings and I were raised by parents who had lived through the Great Depression. Because of their experience, we were taught to never waste food - kids are starving in China, right? - so leftovers were never thrown out but became the basis for another night's meal. That became what our Mom called "Shutupandeatit" meals.
This is so true, why I hate to see people waste food these days…
Lol, my dad talked a lot of those years, having nothing. He might have a few pairs of gloves for work, but would only use 1 pair till there was absolutely nothing left of them.
😂😂😂, your mama was wise! Love it!!
My mom was the queen of leftovers. She would throw together what ever was in the fridge : a few pork chops, a chicken leg, some spaghetti, etc. There were six of us. My dad got first pick and you had to be quick to get your favorite. No food was wasted.
My parents were children of the Great Depression and my mom always told me that if I did not like dinner, not to worry, breakfast was in 12 hours. It helped that mom was a very good cook. And I am at the end of the Boomer chain, and I believe in fixing and repairing things. Why waste money. Go back far enough and cars did not have seatbelts, a/c, heater, radio, electric windows.
I was out on my own at 18 and married by 21. We worked and saved for our first house and raised our kids with the same ideals and it has worked out. My kids have done well and are doing the same. I miss the sixties. It was a better time when giving your word and keeping it meant something.
The TV's had plastic knobs that broke, so you had to use a pair of pliers to change stations.
I remember doing that...)
And the car windows crank
Yup. And we were the ones who had to change the channel for everyone else. No remotes.
GEN X here and I remember doing that...
And Aluminum foil to get better reception for all 3 channels.
and you had to know how to use the clutch & shift & steering wheel at the same time !
I'm a rural boomer, and remember riding miles and miles in the back of our pick-up truck - no seatbelts, no safety harnesses.
Well the ones who died after being ejected from the truck and killed aren't here to tell their tale. Weird flex.
Yes, I lost friends and adults I admired and cared for to that activity just as have I lost others to automobile and airplane accidents, and I would not do it today with my children or grandchildren. But looking for ways to find fault, place blame, or even assign some malicious intent to that activity is sad.@@Coolguy-jo4er
My dad was a police officer. He was the photographer and investigator, so he got to take pictures of the kids who did not wear any of that, and rode in the back of pick up trucks. You were lucky. The many, many kids he took pictures of were not. What you describe is not toughness. It's stoooopidity.
@@Coolguy-jo4er BOOMERS were 1000% tougher, physically & mentally, than the under 40 snowflake crowd. Another thing YOU missed, is that BOOMERS, knew EXACTLY what GENDER, we were, YOU either had an innie or an outie, Boy's were REALLY Boy's and Girl's were REALLY Girl's and there was no confusion, or MENTAL ISSUES, about this. Also, young BOOMER kids, KNEW EXACTLY, which PUBLIC BATHROOM, to use.
@@sdigf3167 BOOMERS were 1000% tougher, physically & mentally, than the under 40 snowflake crowd. Another thing YOU missed, is that BOOMERS, knew EXACTLY what GENDER, we were, YOU either had an innie or an outie, Boy's were REALLY Boy's and Girl's were REALLY Girl's and there was no confusion, or MENTAL ISSUES, about this. Also, young BOOMER kids, KNEW EXACTLY, which PUBLIC BATHROOM, to use.
Every generation was stronger and handled anything that came at them. Im a boomer and my grandparents were much tougher than me
I'm a baby boomer and proud of it. I grew up poor and most medication was done at home. You only went to a doctor when you had too. Kids now couldn't srevive what we had to live through. No phone, no car. I worked at 9 years old trimming my neighbors hedge for a quarter. Mowed yards for $1.50. Gathered up soda bottles for a 1 cent deposit per bottle.
I was born in 52, and I remember when your parents called the doctor, and he made housecalls!
My first full-time job paid $1.80 an hour for 40 hour week. Got paid $55.11 a week after taxes.
I mopped the floor at the local store for one dollar every evening when I was 12. I used that money to buy clothes and school supplies. I was born in 1961
@@newday3363 Me too! I was born in 61 and did the same thing. I think it taught us well. To this day, I have never gotten a dime from anyone, including my own family, and worked for everything I had. When I needed something, I went out and got it on my own and didn't whine. We learned that when we were young. When I was 11, I wanted a face mask and snorkel to play in the lake. I had to mop the floor at the local store after school to save up the money I needed. Best lessons I've ever learned.
We had no lawns; just concrete sidewalks. We collected the deposits on glass bottles, 2 cents on small soda bottles, and a whole nickle on quarts. We got a tenth of a penny per pound for newspaper. And we shoveled sidewalks whenever it snowed. We also ran errands for old people.
I'm Gen X, and a lot of what was mentioned in the video carried over from my parents into how I was raised..
I am eternally grateful that it was the same for me.
I am grateful also.. @@ShipReK66
Same here.
@Yankee_Rednecknh6698 early millenials too. My parents were Boomers, and we lived with both sides of silent generation grandparents at different points.
I was born in 1981, so early millennial (or "Xennial"), and at least us Xennials still had the legacy childhood before the modern internet. It is weird to think how all this stuff happening in the 90s was interesting, but going back and looking at things in hindsight, the internet and modern technology has ruined the way people think today.
I’m 78 and yes that brings back many many accurate memories of what you shared.
Baby boomers parents who are now in their 90s and 100s are even tougher than baby boomers and are literally the greatest generation ever.
This in their 90's are part of the Silent Generation. The younger Siblings of the people who fought in WW 2
My Dad passed 3 years ago at 95. He was pretty tough but fair. Got drafted for Korea and made sergeant in 18 months. His own father was a real hardass, born 1898, and my Dad told me that he was determined to not be the version he'd gotten. He was true to that. He was loved by all of us, and is missed.
@@alancoe1002Your grandfather was born the same year as mine
The silent generation
@@Marcus-p5i5s I’m sorry to hear 👂 about your dad
As kids growing up in the 50’s 60’s & 70’s If anybody in our gang got hurt, we didn’t leave them behind. We figured out a way to get help.😊
Exactly! One time we were playing release and it started to rain and lightning, my sister fell on a rusted fence and got the wire stuck in her hand. I was trying to get her free and Every single one of the boys came over and got her free. Nobody ran home cause it was raining. I’ll never forget that. Good times.
I remember us carrying a friend home after he broke his ankle.
I was a 50s baby, when growing up , I remember making our own baseball field, making ice rinks on ponds to play, Hockey. We were just so more independent back then!
Self reliant.
And now you'd call the police on someone for doing any of those things.
I was born in 1955. I loved AND respected my teachers. They never broadcast their politics. Never revealed their private business. They were only there to teach. We pledged allegiance to the flag of the United States of America. We brought canned food to store in our classroom because the windowless elementary school was designated a fallout shelter. We gave our pennies throughout the year to give our janitor a nice collected bonus for his Christmas gift. Our principal was known to mete out punishments with a paddle. I grew up with just about the same group of kids from grades 1-12. It was comfortable and stable and I miss the simplicity of those days.
Our 5th grade teacher had us stockpile food in our classroom during the Cuban missle crisis. Even had us bring in blakets and pillows. Looking back i never realized how forward thinking she was. We really came close to launching the missles.
It’s gone downhill since they dumped the ‘Pledge of Allegience’! 🙏🇺🇸
You classmates were your friends. Everyone knew everyone else. I can't imagine ever harming them like these screwballs today.
I was born in 1945. One thing you did not DARE to do was tell a teacher to ---- themselves. They took the strp out of the schools and today they can't figure out how to control a class of kids. It's easy, just get rid of the social engineers
You have a good memory; you brought all of these to mind. And yes, in a lot of ways life was more simple than now. Kids today are tested in “toughness” in different ways than we were tested; they live in a world of ever greater competition.
My mother and father had absolutely no idea where I was 99% of the time; it was just like you said, out the door and come back for supper. LOL
😮
My parents never knew were I was either!! I spent my days wondering around into fields and riding my bike. I was probably seven or eight years old walking to the market to get candy, and it was probably about 1 mile away...
@@ericlindenmuth7517 I was an Air Force brat and spent time wandering around England, Germany and Holland as a kid. Going a few miles to buy candy or fireworks was a weekly thing.
it's called exposure therapy! the more your exposed to tough situations the better you can handle them! we developed critical thinking by getting into situations we had to figure out ourselves! I loved the independence as a kid! still do!
I'm a proud babyboomer,thanks for the beautiful memories! 💯👌👍!
Ah, the good old days. As a baby boomer I remember these times as a simpler life. We could walk on the street without fear of being robbed or accosted. We could sleep at night with the windows open without fear of a breakin. People respected each other far more than today.
We slept outside in the front yard in sleeping bags all summer long. No fence around the yard either.
Born in 1958 I was the oldest child & only male raised on the farm . Wasn't any play time only on Sunday after church. We had about every kind of farm animals there was. Feeding morning and night 7 days a week plus row crop farming. Was driving old jeep & tractors at 7 yrs old. It was hard living and made us tough as hell. Wouldn't trade the past & memories for anything!!!
Boy my wife and I are both 66 years old and we sure relate to your video! Today's parents would have a heart attack if their kids did what we did as children! You know, I really feel that we are the last generation to really know what it's like to be free and have fun as a kid. Please keep making your videos we love them!
You're Generation Jones. '56 - '65. Boomers, as a sociological group are '45 - '55.
I was born in 51And lived in the city. My life was like what was described above. I gave that to my children 3 sons also... My youngest son Did not get a cell phone till he went to Law school. You also have to pay for that And keep up with his own bill This part time job. Now has a 6-7 figure income. My kids all spent lots of time outside. My oldest are twins.50s now But they spent most of their days outside When they were not in school. They're all doing well making their own living. Some of the grandchildren Have 2 too many screens. But there trying to Limit it. I sent my 3 youngest to church camp Which kept them outside And moving for a week during the summer. They loved it I wanted more they completely forgot about the screens. I feelfor the kids today. You need to feel what life is like and have all kinds of emotions and feelings before you can get something Out of what you watch on the screen.
I am a late "boomer" (1963). I don't know if I feel so incredibly proud of who we were back then--quite honestly, we were all just mentally healthy, normal, and decent. What I will say is that what has happened to our society since then is utterly shameful and insane.
@@sqearly Of course not!--and it is ridiculous to even waste time pointing that out. With that said, the moral standards of the time aren't even in the same category as the cesspool of garbage that passes for 'values' in our society today.
@@sqearly Why point out something so ridiculously obvious when the subject is an entire generation and general societal trends?
I am a late, I wish people would be more tolerate of each other and stop bullying those they disagree with it. Delia Morris
Baby boomers are a spoiled generation, probably one of the most spoiled generations in US history. Their parents had the responsibility of surviving the great depression, and WWII, baby boomers grew up in an era of great prosperity and very few challenges. They are big whiners and complainers, but act as if they had "difficult" childhoods, whereas in reality, purchasing a home, working in the workforce, etc. are much more difficult for people in their 20s, 30s, 40s, and 50s than it ever was for the baby boomers.
Growing up in post war London, there wasn't a lot left of it in many areas, bomb sites were our playground..unexploded bombs..one a week..not much money and we got our attitudes from those who had seen real war first hand..it stood me in good sted in later life, the ability to do what needed to be done without shirking of finding it distasteful..roll the sleeves up get dirty..esp as a copper..now our attitudes seem harsh by today's standard but it was and is necessary..If you stand for nothing you will fall for everything..somewhere along the way we took our eye off the ball..esp with our grandchildren..what a mess 😢
I'm a Baby Boomer (1954). We were known as outdoor children. Our parents made sure we did not come home until supper time. We fought with our fist and afterwards we shook hands. Corporal punishment was aloud by parents, teachers and adults. We were rugged idealists. Making fun of one's parents and one another was a vocal sport we took with a grain of salt. We did not get triggered by name calling back then. Thank God I grew up during that time. Great video.
These days, free thinking is scorned upon. Look back at the comedians we saw on TV. I'm thinking of Don Rickles and George Carlin.
We got cereal or oatmeal for breakfast. Don’t remember eating lunch but if school was in session, it was a peanut butter sandwich and a Five cent milk. Dinner, no one ever complained. We ate everything without being told to. We were growing and always hungry. No chips, frozen pizza, etc. mom started giving us a small snack treat before bed so we would stop waking her up for something to eat. lol, those were the days. We ate what we were given and was glad for it. I’m a boomer and was married at 19. Raised three boys. All college educated and serviced in the military. We taught them hard work and respect. Yah, I’m glad and proud of being a boomer and truly miss those days of my youth!
As a kid, I couldn't eat fish. It made me vomit, every time. Once, my parents refused to let me leave the table, until I cleaned my plate. I spent the night, sitting there. That didn't change their minds, though, they simply gave me the option to eat or starve. Which I did, often twice a week. Something that served me well in my US Army Infantry career. I would never treat my own daughter this way, but yes, boomers are way tougher than kids today. But so were anyone's ancestors, compared to their grandchildren.
@@markcollins2666 I agree about the fish. We never were offered it though as it was more expensive than my parents could afford with a big family. We ate a lot of rice and pasta. That I remember so well
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Please don't be offended - u know it must have been traumatic for you - but the way you recount your story made me laugh so hard. I'm still laughing - thank you.
We were tough, weren't we -
@@concerned1144, if we had fish other than canned tuna, it was because it was free. We were Catholic, and weren't allowed to eat meat on Fridays. But other than that, 2 cans of tuna, and a box of Spanish Rice a Roni, was a meal for 6. I exclude myself, because I'd never touch the stuff.
@@jacquelinedevlin6381Yes! Absolutely! Aw, it wasn't that bad, they still at least let me eat sides, one, and bread. And this did not even last for very long. We were Catholics, not allowed to eat meat on Fridays, but that ended when I was 8.😍😍
I was a kid back in the 70's, we were basically running around the streets completely unsupervised and we got street smart REAL quick.
I remember sticking a Parker pen in an electrical socket. You 100% learn!!!
Pocket knife - yeah, as a young kid I had a pocket knife (probably something I found playing in the street) and I stuck it in a wall outlet.
Classic Parker pens can still be bought. There's no change that I can see, and they are just as reliable.
Yep. I learned that the hard way too!
😂 when my kids were young I was paranoid about kids touching the burners on our stove … my moms response “ Honey , they’ll only do it once “
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A 1955 baby here. So much of what was said in the video brings back many memories. My knees were always scraped up from playing outside. Happily, my mom didn’t use that red mercury liquid on me. She didn’t allow me to be a picky eater, which is a good thing. It is very true about more serious injuries. I was hit by a car just before I turned age 4. First my parents drove me to the doctor’s then to the hospital, because it turned out I had a compound basilar skull fracture. We rode in the back of our pickup truck. There were no seat belts in cars. But there was the ever ready arm of mom to supposedly stop us from flying through the windshield.😂 But my parents’ and grandparents’ generations were truly the greatest.
Well as a baby boomer, growing up in a cold wet climate, you had to be tougher, no central heating, just a coal fire for cooking and heating, I can remember one winters night when not only a heavy frost on the outside of the bedroom window but the condensation from myself and 2 brothers was frozen on the inside as well.
I'm 71..I'm a boomer and proud of it..good job!!
Watching TV would often involve adjusting the vertical and horizontal hold knobs. Remember those scrolling screens?
Adjust the horizontal hold.
Yeah times were tough.😆
I’m a boomer now 73. This video was pretty much right on. That’s how it was.
I was born in 1952 into an Air Force family, and can attest to the fact that this all is true. We had a loving home, I had kid friends wherever we moved, played outside. Served as the TV remote for my dad, etc. All those memories brought back images of the places they happened. We weren't made to eat everything on the plate, but praised if we did. Mom told me one time when I was older that the idea was to have few rules, but really make those rules the important ones and make them stick.
We had Bacteen for treating wounds and scrapes that didn't sting as much. The skin on my knees grew tougher from the minor spills and scrapes.When it turned dark , it was time to come home. I barely remember a party line, but do remember the time number you could call, dialing 411 for a number, and never bother dialing O for Operator unless you had a real need. The only bullying by a kid or, sadly, a teacher, was promptly taken care of by mom, she had our backs. When young, we were spanked when we needed it, loved and cuddled. We knew where we stood. :)
All i can say 100% correct
Your parents were (are?) wise and probably kind people.
I was a 54' baby and also grew up on Air Force bases, but in Australia. Dad had flown Mustangs in the Korean War & was a big stickler for rules, while mum was the caring one. As said, we would disappear for the day, wandering around the airfield & maintenance buildings, climbing on old aircraft frames or up water towers. If you found yourself in trouble, you got yourself out of it. You learnt to 'make do' with what you had & you ate what you were given, with no complaints, or else. I was working full time by 15, as well as going to school.
I remember when our black and white tv wasn’t working my dad would take all the vacuum tubes out of the chassis and drive down to the hardware store and check them one by one on their tester. The problem tube was usually found .
Proud to be a baby boomer (1957)! Thank god I wasn't glued to a cell phone all day... letting the world pass me by... social interaction was most delightful... and Saturday morning cartoons followed by heading out to play was just heaven for me... in fact that's how my friends and I met some some people from Sesame Street... and came out on their pilot introduction song/video... and even got paid for it!!!!!!!
Born in 1959. Got my 1st job at 8 years old delivering newspapers. Got up every morning at 5 am, went out in the dark alone, finished in time to get ready for school. Did this for 4 years until I broke my leg and couldnt continue. Once healed I worked at a local country club as a caddy for 3 years. If I got home early enough I would help my friend with his lawn mowing business. In the winter we would shovel snow for money. At 15 I started working at a service station pumping gas and doing oil changes. By my junior year in HS Id only have classes for half the day and would work nearly every day from 1 pm to closing at 10 pm. Also worked weekends. In the summer I was putting in over 70 hours a week.
The younger generation seems to think we had it easy. Not by a long shot !
I was also working at 8 yrs old. I very quickly realized that being self employed was the only way, and so I was. Most people cannot imagine the freedom that independent work brings.
Wow , duplicate of my life except 1960
Walking home from school (elementary through high school) we passed by a golf course. We'd pick up golf balls and sell them to the golfers. Standard tip to return a new ball was a dime. Cheap golfers couldn't catch us. One guy had an advantage: his family grew alfalfa across the road from the golf course!
We grew up stronger than current youth. our elders went to war, or went thru the depression era. Our doors was the place to play. Little TV, and no social media. we made friends easily in our neighborhoods, when it was safe to walk up to a home with new children moving in and introduce ourselves...can we meet and play? Manors at the table and respect for our elders, and teachers. We were tough kids, and ready for more. Life was way better then.
PERSONAL REPONSIBILITY, where did that go? We lived by those words in our family. You fix it, correct it face it. You do it!!
Living in a southern town That had Werner Von Braun Living here and the space program We had many new neighbors. We loved it. My best friend Was from Illinois. Her mom Could could cook the best pizza I put it in my mouth. I never had anything like that home made it was always Fried chicken , biscuits , Mashed potatoes And cornbread and the like. Many of our friends German Or Asian. It didn't make any difference to us In the 50s We were just were just kids... We were out In the red clay of Alabama Trying to build rockets like our parents And others in our neighborhood.
In the early 1960's we received four TV stations. ABC, CBS, NBC, and PBS. None of the stations were on late at night. The kids TV was in the den and we (I had 3 older brothers) had a rule that the person in the den the longest had control of the TV. Eventually you'd have to leave to go to the bathroom or to get something to drink. This is how we learned to negotiate and equally important we learned that you don't always get what you want so make the best of it and don't whine.
My brother and I would alternate nights for picking the TV channel.
I remember all of this very well. We also got to ride in the back of the truck We drank out of the hose all the time. That mercurochrome burned like heck. My mom was a nurse so if we found any injured birds or kittens we would bring them home so mom could help heal them We were always outside. Even after dinner mom and dad would have coffee on the front steps and we’d play til time for a bath and bedtime. Ahh the good ole days. They sure gave us backbone.
My parents were both Boomers and overcame difficult childhoods, they were tough and were tough on me too, so as a genX with a Boomer upbringing, I feel thankful to have the parents that I did. They didn't complain about life being unfair (even though it was!). They just did the best they could with what they had. Having tough times definitely taught me a lot about life.
Beautifully put
Good parenting skills are rare these days.
@@stephendacey8761There's only one parent in the home half of the time these days.
Every household that I was in believed in God. Everyone went to church on Sunday. Not everyone but more than not. Dad used to say sometimes God wouldn't mind if we went fishing. 😂 I miss it. God bless
My parents are boomers and they raised my siblings and I with all of the same values shown here, and we all grew up to be successful and independent. My mom and dad are wonderful, strong people!
Most of the time us kids didn’t want to come in the house , even in the heat of the summer and cold of the winter, even when we wanted some water we just drank out of the water hose outside because our moms said not to run in and out the house, they said to “ stay in or out”, so you stayed outside . Very important to let kids play outside, it let kids be social with kid stuff and learn from other kids, it let kids watch less tv, it let moms have some time to herself though they watched the kids through open door or window. Nowadays kids learn from gadgets and adults cause they are always around gadgets and adults. And the games or videos they watch or play doesn’t teach them about life through the eyes of a kid , they are learning about life as adults see life. And if a kid likes music( like I loved music as a kid ) no popular song teaches them about life these days the way songs did back then. We had the ice cream truck drive through neighborhoods back in the 50’s through the 80’d because kids were always outside, now they don’t run because they woundnt sell much ice cream because only a few kids are outside these days , plus the ice cream truck would probably get robbed ..
Drinking from the hose! I had totally forgotten about that!
@@lwmarti I'm 62 and still drink from the hose when I'm outside working. It's perfectly safe. In fact, tap water is safer than bottled water. Bottled water is regulated as a food item and therefore, is only inspected as often as any other food manufacturer. Water from your tap is tested numerous times a day and strictly monitored. Not only is it safer but doesn't have microplastics in it the way bottled water does. I'm shocked that people pay more for water than they do for gasoline. I know some young people who think that you're not supposed to drink tap water. They have them brainwashed or something. The amount of money wasted on bottled water is astounding. Also, younger people pay more to eat. I make home cooked meals and eat far better food at a lower price. Younger people eat fast food, processed food, microwave meals, precooked junk, etc.
Spot on. Life was good, tough but fair. We grew up and were ready for the world. A far cry different from so many of today's hypersensitive kids and young adults.
Yes we are. I entered the workforce full time in 1974, working 2nd shift. 1974 was also my senior year of high school. Made for a long day...
You're Generation Jones. '56 - '65. Boomers, as a sociological group are '45 - '55.
@@Marcus-p5i5sMerriam-Webster makes no such distinction:
" : a person born during a period of time in which there is a marked rise in a population's birth rate : a person born during a baby boom
especially : a person born in the U.S. following the end of World War II (usually considered to be in the years from 1946 to 1964) "
@@IBM29irrelevant. Show a complete lack of primary education on your part. You don't consult a dictionary for such info but texts on the discipline concerned.
I was working in a nursing home by the time I was 17. I had 10-12 large patients to bathe from head to toe and feed... My mom knew that the pretty little blonde needed work and no free time on her hands. It worked I went to nursing school and became an RN.
@@carmell51I usually reserve this for ex and current military: Thank you for your service!
Arms race was with the Soviet Union, not Russia. :)
Technically correct, but as a 1948 Boomer I remember distinctly that the terms were used interchangeably; one meant the other. It didn't matter, we didn't like Russkies. My gt-grandfather (b.1864) once told my g'father (b.1887) that his generation was weak in muscle and brains! This tells me that dumping on the upcoming generation(s) has been going on a long time.
Agree, we always referred to the Russians as Russians. Guess we did not worry about being politically correct.@@heightsbandsman4304
We all had rolls to play , mom raised the kids and dad provided, protected and fought you how to be a man by repairing and coming up with solution ! Thinking OUTSIDE THE BOX !
Wishing all a Blessed Easter 🐣🙏
I was born in 67 but was the youngest of 4. All my siblings are in the boomer years. This was my youth as well. My dad was a depression era kid and a WWII vet. No BS and no handouts...and "go find someplace to play besides inside my house!" Annual trips to the ER for stitches from my outdoor adventures were a real thing. When I told him I was joining the military, his only words were: "If you take care of the military, it will take care of you!"
I remember if an airplane flew over or you used an electrical appliance, there was a lot of interference on the television.
Those old fashioned tv sets were the pits. You had to mess around with the horizontal hold, then the vertical hold, and try to stop the picture rolling.
I watch TV over the air in my workshop and live within about 5 miles of an airport, and I can attest to the fact that it still happens.
I remember the horizontal or vertical hold going out and if you could not adjust it with the knobs provided by the TV you had to call the repairman. If you were lucky he could fix it at your house, if not it went back to the shop. And that might mean no TV for a few days.
Or going on the roof the fix the antenna.
airplanes had the giant license numbers on the bottom of a wing.
Answer: No, they are not tougher than me because I am a baby boomer. I was 10 riding my bike when I hit a bee that stung me in my eye. I rode my bike home, and my Mom called the doctor and he told her to use tweezers to pull the stinger out, and if I still had vision problems a week later, to bring me in. She pulled out the stinger, the swelling went down three days later and I was fine. I did not cry but it did hurt like hell. I also played lawn darts and had a mini bike, a go kart, and a Daisy BB gun. I have also always done all of my own vehicle repairs and still do to this day.
Those bunkers are starting to look pretty good again these days, aren't they.? 😂😢
Not really. Who wants to survive an apocalypse and live in a land of total ruin?
Looking real good !
I hear we can still buy an old middle school desk on ebay..
Errr, ummm,, I mean bunker. 😂
@@reb1050 BOOMERS were 1000% tougher, physically & mentally, than the under 40 snowflake crowd. Another thing YOU missed, is that BOOMERS, knew EXACTLY what GENDER, we were, YOU either had an innie or an outie, Boy's were REALLY Boy's and Girl's were REALLY Girl's and there was no confusion, or MENTAL ISSUES, about this. Also, young BOOMER kids, KNEW EXACTLY, which PUBLIC BATHROOM, to use.
@@stephentaylor280 BOOMERS were 1000% tougher, physically & mentally, than the under 40 snowflake crowd. Another thing YOU missed, is that BOOMERS, knew EXACTLY what GENDER, we were, YOU either had an innie or an outie, Boy's were REALLY Boy's and Girl's were REALLY Girl's and there was no confusion, or MENTAL ISSUES, about this. Also, young BOOMER kids, KNEW EXACTLY, which PUBLIC BATHROOM, to use.
Proud baby Boomer!
I still remember my mom would take my dad’s police whistle and blow it for me to come home. No matter where I was in the neighborhood you heard it and you better get home NOW! 😊
My family did not have a whistle, we had a big yard bell that my mother’s family had and gave her. Clang, clang, get your butt home.
My Dad whistled for me to come home if they needed me . He used his mouth. Super loud.
I'm a boomer .. I grew up hearing the stories of my parents having to walk through miles of snow to attend a one room schoolhouse. When the snow was really deep their parents would break out the horse pulled sleigh to get them there. Of course school was after they got up at 4am to break ice in the pond for the cows to drink .. and spread out some hay .. and fed the chickens .. well .. you get the picture. And after school they had more chores, helping clean up after dinner, then homework (by kerosene lamp) and then off to bed (as soon as darkness arrived).
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So, growing up we were told repeatedly how easy we had it compared to our parents childhood .. and, to me, this sounds like a tradition repeated by each generation.
I was born in 53 and only missed going to a one room school by a year.
I was born in 1951 and grew up in a rural suburb of L.A. against the foothills. We played outside all day in summer. We lived on a long dead end street and all the kids learned to ride a bike on one kid's green 16inch 2 wheeler. All the Moms were home all day and everyone watched out for each others kids. We played cowboys and Indians in the nearby wash bank and ran through the sprinklers in summer. It was a good childhood.
Im a boomer (born 1961). I dont think I'm tough at all. I've had every advantage. These kids today have it rough. God bless them, they fight on.
What we called growing up , they call " Extreme Sports " today .
Most kids today wouldn't least a week in those days . Im so tired of hearing how tough they have it and how everything is the boomers fault. Grow up , get out and make a life for yourself. Nobody did it for us.
Baby boomers destroyed this once great nation. Thank baby boomers for the 1960’s revolution
@gustavsorensen9301 oh OK... you mean the the protest and revolutions that lead to better civil rights and the women's movement and better Healthcare and social services to help the elderly and poor ? You mean THOSE changes ? Then yes I HAVE to agree with you on that.
Amen to that!
@@stargirlzx With a large percentage of our politicians in recent years being Boomers, the individual may be referring to an overreaching government, an out-of-control national debt, manufacturing jobs sent overseas, never ending welfare spending, the inability for one parent to make enough to support a family, lack of border security, identity politics, gender confusing, loss of privacy, voter fraud, sky is falling politically motivated climate policies and the fact that a generation that once preached freedom, now pushes big government control. Of course that's just a guess!
@peterjohnson1734 maybe you need to take a look at the new breed of banana Republicans. How do you think you're going to do with the likes of mtg, bobert, gaetz , jordan ,the idiot the other nite after the sotu, Hawley... do I need to go on ?
For boomers and senior citizens, the current market and economy are unnecessarily harder. I'm used to simply purchasing and holding assets, which doesn't seem applicable to the current volatile market, and inflation is catching up with my portfolio. My biggest concern is whether I'll survive after retirement.
Just buy and invest in Gold or other reliable stock , the government has failed us and we cant keep living like this.
Yes, gold is a great investment and a good bet against the devaluating dollar, been holding some for awhile now, I’m grateful my adviser’s moment by moment changes in the market are lightening quick, cos who know how much losses I would’ve had by now.
Mind if I ask you to recommend this particular advisor you using their service?
vivian jean wilhelm is the licensed advisor I use. Just search the name. You’d find necessary details to work with to set up an appointment.
Thank you for the lead. I searched her up, and I have sent her an email. I hope she gets back to me soon.
My mom was an Emergency Room head nurse in the '60s. The rubber pads on my bike pedals were gone, and I slipped and took a pedal in my lower leg, all the way to the bone. I somehow got to the hospital, and still remember Mom being worried whether I'd left the bike in somebody's front yard.. I was proud to get 40 stitches, though it still couldn't compete with my brother's compound leg fracture.
You got the badge of courage
No cell phones or computers in those pictures - Boomer here and happy to claim the title!
I was never a picky eater. My father ran a farm so we always had plenty of food. Lots of meat from cows, pigs chickens and rabbits plus a large garden with sweet corn, tomatos, string beans apple trees pear trees. My mom was always canning for the winter, my dad made sourer kraut and I loved Liver and Onions. Mom was the best cook I ever knew. I started working at 6 yrs old pulling weeds in the garden and the older I got the more work on the farm to do. It was a hard and good life for my siblings and I.
As Baby Boomers and with a career Marine for a father who grew up during the depression, my siblings and I learned to make do, fix what was broken (if possible) and to adapt and overcome our challenges! Dad always said if you were fussy, he'd give you a reason to knock it off. And, if you were crying over nonsense that he'd give you a reason to cry! He wanted no spineless or bratty babies in his household. I really enjoy viewing your channel!
He actually sounds typical of men from that era. My Dad was soft hearted but no one had time for cry babies. You just did not go there. Delia Morris
We had only one car that our father drove to work every day. Several times, when my brothers or I broke bones or needed stitches, my mother would just call the doctor and we would have to walk or ride our bikes to the doctor's office. He would fix us up and the only pain reliever we got was a tongue depressor to bite on. Most of the time, if we got hurt because we were careless or stupid, we had to figure out how to settle the bill with the doctor ourselves.
What I remember the most is how proud we were for being able to handle the responsibility ourselves and the confidence our parents had in us.
We walked ,,, or mommy would call daddy home. 🤷♀️
I remember going to a Knights of Columbus picnic and cut myself slicing a watermelon on the arm. My mom looked at it she was a nurse and said put this bandage on a hold it tight were staying wait until we go home. My dad was half-drunk anyway and just getting started.
Americans often had parents who came from other countries in their youth, my Dad’s parents came alone at 18 and 22 approximately. They never saw their families again, but this was common . Imagine the difficulty and perseverance!
I was born in 63.
Playing outside, with other kids made a us learn to be social. We knew all the adults and law officers.
The playgrounds back then were FUN!. They taught us to think for ourselves and fast. Some times we had TALL slides that were FAST, marry-go-round, or witches hat, and have a teen spin it FAST so we would fly off. There were swings so TALL at the top of swing one could see over roofs of houses.
For many of us, we grew up with the US at war and saw it on the news, real footage of war. There were lots of army toys for us to play with to help us deal with things.
Riding in the station wagon, with no seat belts, taught us to be aware and think and act fast.
When the 80s started with a bang - computers were out. The first one were DOS and we had to learn the keywords. The old computers took knowledge to use, more that the GUI computers of today.
When I was 9 my parents moved to western NC. (rural mountains) the school had abusive teachers and principle. Kids were often beat for no reason, some everyday, no mater how good they were. When I was 11 all the kids revolted All the kids made me leader. Every time a kid was abused, I call the sheriff. When I was 12 the 3 teachers and principle were arrested.
It is sad knowing that kids today are forced to be pansies.
If the US was ever to be attacked which kids do you think would make better soldiers, the kids of today or those of long ago?
You're Generation Jones. '56 - '65. Boomers, as a sociological group are '45 - '55.
Did you really call the sheriff? Good for you! I was born in 61 and I was beat by a drunken father constantly but I was scared of the police and to me, they always meant trouble. My father only stopped beating me when I became old enough to fight back, around age 13. He was a big, tough guy (physically, not mentally) so I had to pick things up to hit him with but I was able to cause enough damage to make him stop. After that, he ignored me and kicked me out to live on the porch until I left at around age 16. That's the way it was back then.
By the way, the worse thing was when other adults would look down at me. I was dirty, unkept, undisciplined and feral. They looked at me and made a face and separated me from the other children. That hurt me the most. They blamed ME for being abused. They turned their nose up at me. It wasn't my fault! I was a good kid and I tried my best. To hell with all those adults and teachers who treated me like a bad kid just because my father was a drunk and beat the hell out of me. I was a smart, talented kid just put in the wrong circumstance. Please do not think badly of children who show signs of abuse and neglect, it's NOT their fault. Even if the kid is unruly, swears at you or fights you, please understand they don't know any better and it's the result of abuse at home. I'm not saying you should tolerate it, but understand that it is not a reflection of what that kid truly is.
@@hoangling4344 I also grew up with a abusive parents.
When I just turned 3 I committed suicide, drowned myself. A neighbor did CPR. He called the sheriff and luckily they were really good officers.
Growing up I met both good and bad officers.
I hated my parents so bad, I made myself the opposite. It was easy, because they were so bad.
I met other kids that were similar to your childhood. Sometimes I could talk sense into the parents.
When I was 9 my parents moved to western NC rural mountains were I was abused in churches and at that school.
IT is a long story, but the churches fell a few weeks before the school revolt.
I guess because of my childhood it made me a strong leader.
I wasn’t born till ‘67 so I’m not a “boomer,” but many of the topics in this vid were still relevant to my childhood in the early 70’s. Great times to be a kid
1970 here and I agree with you completely!
Born in 1950, so grew up in the 50s and early 60s, mother who is still alive 95, and dad both grew up in the depression, he joins the Navy at 17 right after the attack on Pearl Harbor. What sticks with me today is the fact that they would talk,, not often, but about the depression and going hungry, oh not the type we think of, gee haven't eaten in 5 hours, but days at a time. And also my dayd at that young age going off to war, limited contact with my grandmother and grandfather and his sisters, for 4 years. Can't imagine what was going through their minds as a real war was being fought. Tough as nails that generation, tough as nails.
My experience was in the 70's more than the 50's or 60's, so a lot of this was before my time. 9-1-1 wasn't widespread until around the mid 70's, so if you had an accident your mom just drove you to either a hospital emergency room or to your doctor's office. 🤷♂