I AM OLDER THAN DIRT AND REMEMBER…

Imagine, if you can, a neighborhood that is largely comprised of low and middle-income families. Imagine that neighborhood where there were two-parents in most homes, no homeless people on the streets, no drugs being sold on the street corners, and people could walk the streets at night unmolested and unafraid. What? You cannot imagine that world! Well, that is the world I grew up in. Of course, that may not have been your experience if you lived in Chicago or New York City, but in my world that was normal.

Imagine a public school where there was the Pledge of Allegiance, a Prayer, and a Bible verse read over the PA System. Wait, you can’t? Maybe you do not believe that should be allowed in public schools, but that was my world and I believe that I am a better man for it.

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Well, I am not quite that old, but in the view of some of the younger generation, I am older than Methuselah. I say that in light of some of the comments I have overheard or encountered by the Gen Z-ers and Millennials over the past couple of years. I was standing in the check-out line behind two twenty-something young ladies and could not help but overhear their conversation. One was lamenting that some ‘old dude’ at work was hitting on her. In her tirade, she said, “He is really old, he must be at least 35 or 40.” I laughed out loud and they glared at me. The person at the register said, “You almost got in trouble, but I agree, they don’t know what old is.”

I remember America in the 1950’s. I was born in the late 1940’s and grew up in the 1950’s and 1960’s so…

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