I doubt there are many depression babies on this site. I remember that many people rented out rooms or made apartments in their homes. We had to live within our means in those days. No credit cards, no charge accounts.
My brother and I went to eight different grade schools because our dad would develop a territory for a hotel and restaurant supply company. The company would then put two or three men on it, and we were off while dad developed yetanother territory!
Our mother stayed home with us, and we all survived very nicely compared to a lot of other people.
Crime was low, hobos ate sandwiches on our back porch steps, and Santa always found us every year. Actually, those were the good old days until the 60’s came around. That’s when everthing began to go down hill in America.
Income taxes went up so many mothers had to go to work. Schools substituted American History, penmanship and real math with social studies and sex education.
Journalism was still an honorable profession. Then the dress code went south, but most people still had good manners. Before we knew it the 21st century arrived.
‘nuff said.
I agree with you. The 60s were terrible, awful. My parents and almost everybody’s parents got into “psychology” or “EST” or “Transactional Analysis” and then got a divorce. People stopped going to church.
It was a major disaster what happened with the drugs and selfishness. The US never recovered.