Yes, some things were good, others were bad. I remember getting a paper route at age 8 and working 40 hrs a week while going to high school, later getting the chance to be the first in my family to go to college because of the GI bill. I remember my parents sweating out the summer because of the polio epidemic that seemed to strike at least one of my classmates every year. I remember when the drug store in our small Texas town got "refrigerated air." I remember the first TV station that we could pick up with our huge anntena... and watching the test pattern in anticipation of a real picture that came on from 3PM to 12 midnight, when they played the National Anthenem & went off the air.
I remember when everyone said "yes sir & yes maam" to any adult. I remember when no one worried about where their kids were, until it came time for supper. I remember when all the neighbors gathered at the farms to help with harvests & hog killing... everyone, including the kids piitched in to butcher the hogs (my job was to scrape the hair off them.) I remember getting up at 5 AM each morning to milk the cows before riding my bicycle 3 miles to school. I remember my mother making our clothes out of flour & feed sacks (my sheets consisted to 4 feed sacks bleached & sewn together.)
I remember starting our old tractor with a hand crank.
Most of all, I remember crying when my dad got on that bus in 1942 to go to war.
Some things were better & some were worse. I do miss the time when people were more ethical & respectful to others.