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The Good Old Days

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When I was a young girl,  and had finished elementary school, I had to go to a school closer to downtown to attend junior high. I used to love walking home from there, past a traditional neighbourhood like this one with its huge, well-established trees.

It was different from my own neighbourhood where newcomers had built their  homes on the outskirts of town, without even a proper street in place yet. Our house was reached by following tire tracks in a grassy field. Much later the roads were built, and eventually the town even put in ditching to redirect spring meltwater that had been running over the road and into everyone’s basement each year.

But closer to downtown, the homes had been there long enough for large trees to grow and add a stately touch to the neighbourhood. Sidewalks were a luxury. We had none yet. I felt as if I were walking through one of the stories in my grade three reader, where people lived in perfect suburbs – the kind every middle class family could be proud of in the 1960s.

The yards were untidy enough to be something close to natural, but not wild and messy with garbage. Safe enough for a person to go for a run without fear of being mugged.

Back then, people were not afraid of being hit on the head or stabbed or shot when they went into town to do their shopping. The worst thing that happened was that someone went up our street at three in the morning stealing the milk money from the empty bottles everyone put out for the milkman each day.

Most townspeople had never heard of home invasions. Many of the houses didn’t even have a lock on their door. We didn’t.

Can you even imagine that?!

Back then, I would have loved to live in a neighbourhood like the one in the photo above.

Of course we have more modern houses now with all the special gadgets and electronics to run our appliances and Internet to put us in touch with the whole rest of the world, but I wonder if I wouldn’t be tempted to give it all up to have the laidback lifestyle of those days back again.

How about you? Are there aspects of those more gentle days that you wish we had been able to keep?

 

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56 thoughts on “The Good Old Days

  1. Lynette d'Arty-Cross's avatar

    There are definitely aspects from those days that are keepers. Serious crime was a smaller problem and the pace of life was slower, healthier. It’s too bad we can’t keep the good stuff and throw out the bad.

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  2. kagould17's avatar

    I liked how the whole neighbouhood would watch out for each other. There were always curious eyes on strangers (not in a bad way) and as a kid, you knew if you did something bad, you would get two lectures or two lickings – one from the neighbour who saw you and another when you got home. Kids could play outside doing kid things until supper time or when the street lights came on, whichever was first. Now, most people do not even spend time outside. In my small city neighbourhood, I still have some of these elements. A short walk to the mailbox can take a long time, depending on how many neighbours you run into. Some kids still say excuse me or hello, when they pass an adult on the street. But that too is fading. Sigh. Geez, I sound like a 70 year old. 👴Good topic Anneli. Allan

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    • wordsfromanneli's avatar

      So true. Allan. The gentlemanliness (in both men and women) in our manners and how we treat each other seems to have fallen by the wayside and the perverts have come creeping out from under their rocks and we have to be more vigilant. I think it would be great to have the benefits of modern technology without the downside of it. And the good thing about being up there in age is that we have the experiences we’ve learned from but we’re not too decrepit to make good decisions in this “modern” age.

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  3. John's avatar

    Wonderful thoughts, Anneli, I would gladly give up all of the modern gadgets to return to the 60s and 70s and the time before the internet and social media. It was a much better time. A better, vanished time. ❤️

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  4. Grant at Tame Your Book's avatar

    Thanks, Anneli. I love the way our memories remove the dross from earlier times. Pure gold. Yes, like others, I want more of those days, and storytelling fills that longing.

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  5. shoreacres's avatar

    I miss sitting on porches, conversing with passersby. As kids, we also walked to school every day, and played after supper until the street lights came on, free of adult interference. Doors were unlocked, and if you needed a cup of flour, you knew you could go next door and get one, even if no one was home. Skills useful for life — sewing, cooking, painting, auto maintenance — were taught at home as much as in specialized schools. Teachers were respected, and parents backed them up in any dispute. I could go on and on, but you get the point. We had very much the same experience.

    One thing I’ve learned: that world can continue, at least on a personal level, and at least to a degree. Living by the values I learned then helps — as does refusing to participate in certain modern realities, like social media. I can’t always change how people treat me, but I’m totally in control of how I treat them.

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  6. belindagroverphotography's avatar

    It looks pretty idyllic and we’ve lost a lot but gained a lot as well. As Lynette said “It’s too bad we can’t keep the good stuff and throw out the bad.“

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  7. Jennie's avatar

    I grew up like you did, yet I was fortunate to live in an established neighborhood. Thanks for the memories!

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  8. Jacqui Murray's avatar

    There’s a reason why I read Old West novels constantly. That’s a world I think I could have lived in, despite the problems, violence, lack of law and order. Not sure, though. My Grandma lived in a neighborhood like you picture above. I loved visiting.

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  9. Unknown's avatar

    It sure wasn´t as stressful as it is now. There wasn´t as much crime as there is today. I remember old people saying that when they were young, everything was better and I had to smile. Now that I am old, I say the same thing.

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  10. Adele Brand's avatar

    I wasn’t around until long after the 1960s, but I can at least remember a world with no mobile phones, where getting a book out of the library was exciting, and nobody took selfies of themselves harassing wildlife.

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  11. Carol Balawyder's avatar

    What a wonderful nostalgic post, Anneli. 🙂

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  12. Unknown's avatar

    Hmm I remember those days too, Anneli, and also that particular walk to and from town. It was lovely and easy for 12 year olds in September and October. A simpler time indeed.

    But by November it was far more complicated, and we were aware of life threatening cold, grim darkness, inappropriate footwear, thin mittens, and dangerous roads with cars unable to stop, or even to see children through the snow and ice fog.

    It’s a great memory, but let us not, in our 70’s, falsify the past with nostalgia. I go back there every year and the town has not grown, but it is a lot less violent. There is now a local bus service, an indoor pool, a beautiful library, and a superb art gallery. Those things matter, but they did not exist there then. Many people had no running water, or toilets, or insulation. There was a bar on every corner, and many families lived a simple life where hardship and misery went unnoticed. We must remember this if we want to be honest about the 50’s and 60’s.

    Leslie

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    • wordsfromanneli's avatar

      You’re so right, Leslie. There is always the downside. This photo was taken in Montana, but it reminded me of the walk from Park Street (Ave.?) School (wasn’t that the name of the school?) to the downtown area where the Bay was. Those big trees were probably not as big as they seemed to me then, but I loved that walk. Maybe because I always had some toffee and a Cherry Blossom to chew on as I walked home. (Dentist’s dream $$$). You’re so right about the colder days that followed, and the early “doing without” days that made us stronger. I don’t want to relive those days at all, but there are some good things tucked in with the hardships of the day. Hope you’re doing well. I still have the same email….

      Oh, and I just remembered the smell of the french fries coming from Smitty’s Chipmobile when it was -20 and I would have killed for a 15 cent cone of chips. He always knew where to park and when.

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  13. Lauren's avatar

    The thing about being nostalgic for the times we “grew up in” is that we were insulated from the hardships adults faced in their lives and the world because we were children. Now, as adults, it all gets too much and we long for a simplistic time that didn’t really exist.

    Divorce, rape, murder, theft… all those things happened in the past too- we just didn’t hear about it like we do now.

    Violent crime has gone down since the 90s. And I couldn’t have gotten a bank account on my own without my dad or husband co-signing for me until well into the 70s. Give me today over the past any day.

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    • Unknown's avatar

      Good points, Lauren. There were also no laws about child abuse, domestic abuse, discrimination in hiring, sexual harassment, etc. Men’s fists ruled the world, and still do in many homes.
      I wouldn’t go back to my old “established” neighborhood. What went on behind closed doors would destroy all misconceptions about the past.
      The tv shows were good, tho. But, real life was far from Andy Griffith, Leave it to Beaver, etc.

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      • wordsfromanneli's avatar

        Those things are still happening to a degree. The “closed doors” are still closed in many cases, but I agree it’s not as bad as it was. Haha. Leave it to Beaver and Andy Griffith were “soma” pills to whitewash real life back then.

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    • wordsfromanneli's avatar

      Oh, shudders! I had forgotten about having to have a man co-sign for me. That always made me so mad. Okay, I’m with you on the positive things about today.

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  14. TasView (Tone)'s avatar

    I think back to the days before cars and wonder how people managed to get around – and how long travel must have taken. There seems to be so many demands on our time these days life is such a rush! It seems things that “save us time” just makes us busier. I also enjoyed a time before mobile phones and the internet (especially email) when I was less contactable 🙂

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  15. bigskybuckeye's avatar

    I enjoyed this nostalgic walk back in time. My wife and I discussed this post, and we could return to those good ol’ days. We both grew up in much smaller places than Columbus, Ohio. For the two of us, I think the past tugs at us. But even then, there were imperfections and challenges.

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  16. D. Wallace Peach's avatar

    We from the same generation (or so), Anneli. As a kid, I walked everywhere without fear, we didn’t lock our doors even when we left on vacation, and life was a lot less hectic. Perhaps the world was just as dangerous back then, but it didn’t feel that way. I’d trade the frantic pace for that peace in a second. Something to contemplate, isn’t it?

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  17. anarosarioferreia's avatar

    Oh my I remember it well! Good old days when all the neighbours knew each other. That’s how I grew up too! In my Island in the middle of the Atlantic. My Dad always told us children that we were very lucky that we lived in a little corner of paradise.

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  18. Rob Moses Photography's avatar

    I also love old houses like that.

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  19. When Stars Misguide Us's avatar

    I wish America would go back to these days! I am searching for a town that still exists like the one you mentioned

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