MY TURN: The good old days
I was shopping in a local store a couple of weeks ago when I overheard two women talking about how they wish we could go back to “the good old days” when things were so much better. I have heard that same mantra expressed many times over recent years. And I have always had the same internal reaction … good old days? For whom?
I am an older, white female born in 1951 who grew up in the '50s and '60s. I recall having some wonderfully happy times in my developing years, so I get where this belief that those were the “good old days” comes from. However, I also remember other things about those days, clues that those days weren’t so great for everyone.
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