Donna Brazile, the ethically challenged Democrat operator, said on Sunday, “Ron DeSantis is running on a 1950s America, not a 2050 America.” Cool because the 1950s were a period of peace, prosperity and promise in America under President Eisenhower.
All of my brothers and sisters were born between 1948--1962. All are college graduates and three of us served in the military. My Father served in WWll and Korea. My Mom was a stay-at-home mom. Most of us remain married. We were ALL brought up right and I can and will thank Almighty God for that and Thank you, Mom and Dad for making our heritage part of THE GREATEST GENERATION.
The 1950s was a great childhood experience. Going to Church every Sunday and Catechism every Saturday was also a requirement, not a choice. We were pretty well rounded kids :) My dad was a young military officer and decorated WW2 vet, looking back we were poor by today's standards, lived in not the nicest house in not the nicest neighborhood and rode around in, gasp, Fords. I never noticed, nor did I ever want. I was a tomboy in the early 50's, I may have even wanted to be a boy, in fact, I remember changing my name to Rusty (from Rin Tin Tin). THANK GOD my parents were normal and knew it was a phase, because the hormones eventually kicked in and WATCH OUT boys, here she comes! LOL.
To be born in the 1950’s meant you were likely to be raised in a community of men who grew up in The Great Depression a served in WWII. We had no idea how lucky we were.
I got to enjoy the second half of the 1950s in a small Oklahoma town. It probably wasn't as good as it seemed to me at the time, but it sure beats the present.
After the 50s, the military industrial complex Eisenhower warned us about (deep state) started the destruction of our country. Even Kennedy knew, yet it was too late. Most of the great policy bills that followed such as the Covil Rights act and Immigration Act of 65 had great sound bites but in fact destroyed the Black Family unit and the historical national soul of the country.
Don your poll is not fair,too many super choices.Igrew upon a farm and went to high school in a small midwest town.We all worked at some job for little to no pay but were happy to be busy.I had some big wants and dreams but the Good Lord chose wisely and I have had a happy and comfortable life until 2020.Now I am ready to return to the 1950s again.Thank you for memories of youthful joy.
We're talking about the years of my youth which I treasure. We grew up in such an innocent time. My hometown unfortunately happened to per capita have more polio cases than anywhere else in the country, so I am thankful for Jonas Salk and his vaccine that truly worked a miracle. I fondly remember playing in the water sprinkler to cool off and eating watermelon in the back yard in the evenings. Thank you the happy memories!
My generation was born in the 50's. Many of the previous two generation of my relatives served in the military, in WW1, WW2, Korea and Vietnam. Life was good, despite the fact we never lived muuch more than two years in the same place because Dad was in the military. I didn't have a lot of friends in the world besides my siblings. Most of the time the other students in the public schools I usually attended were cliquish hostile and felt entitled. Growing up protected from the world leaves means life seems pretty nice. I knew better by the time I was in junior high, as they were called in California. There was no intermediate level between high school and elementary school in Virginia. I spent the Cuban missile crisis in Key West and we didn't spend time watching or obsessing over the news. Idyllic in many ways, alienating in others. The 60's we spent in California which was already weird and definitely different. Strange life but that's where God put me until the early 70's. To me, from where I am now, life was and is a struggle that ebbs and flows as I try to follow God's will.
Great article Don! Church attendance was high and prayer was allowed in schools. America was the go to destination for many legal immigrants. My family of 4 boys came from Chile in 1964. By then the Chicago machine gave us Kennedy and the Democrats. Johnson in 1963. Vietnam, etc. SCOTUS prohibited prayer and public schools and here we are. Very, very sad what has happened to our beautiful USA!
Isn't it interesting that today's progressive Democrats, an oxymoron if there ever was one, are doing their darnedest to undo the actual progress that was made in the 50's. As Don alluded to, schools were desegregated and now blacks are choosing to self segregate, the middle class which began to flourish in the 50's are now considered "deplorables and domestic terrorists" by the coastal elites. I could go on, but Don's essay pretty much says it all. Bottom line: Donna Brazil's world is not one I want to live in.
Oh yea as a child of the 50's and 60's I can relate. I keep seeing today's BS and remember vividly the 50's and 60's. As far as the polls all of the above. Sorry. Every one of those things was great.
Add to it if you messed up in school your mom knew about it before you got home and then you had to "Wait till your Father gets home." Those were an anxious few hours in my house.
All of my brothers and sisters were born between 1948--1962. All are college graduates and three of us served in the military. My Father served in WWll and Korea. My Mom was a stay-at-home mom. Most of us remain married. We were ALL brought up right and I can and will thank Almighty God for that and Thank you, Mom and Dad for making our heritage part of THE GREATEST GENERATION.
The 1950s was a great childhood experience. Going to Church every Sunday and Catechism every Saturday was also a requirement, not a choice. We were pretty well rounded kids :) My dad was a young military officer and decorated WW2 vet, looking back we were poor by today's standards, lived in not the nicest house in not the nicest neighborhood and rode around in, gasp, Fords. I never noticed, nor did I ever want. I was a tomboy in the early 50's, I may have even wanted to be a boy, in fact, I remember changing my name to Rusty (from Rin Tin Tin). THANK GOD my parents were normal and knew it was a phase, because the hormones eventually kicked in and WATCH OUT boys, here she comes! LOL.
To be born in the 1950’s meant you were likely to be raised in a community of men who grew up in The Great Depression a served in WWII. We had no idea how lucky we were.
I got to enjoy the second half of the 1950s in a small Oklahoma town. It probably wasn't as good as it seemed to me at the time, but it sure beats the present.
My earliest memories are from 1960-61.
I won’t sell my soul, but I’d do almost anything for my kids and grandkids to live in times like the 50s and early 60s.
OK Don, I just subscribed. You have been spot on with everything you’ve written so far including this one. DeSantis 2028! Yes! Exactly!
After the 50s, the military industrial complex Eisenhower warned us about (deep state) started the destruction of our country. Even Kennedy knew, yet it was too late. Most of the great policy bills that followed such as the Covil Rights act and Immigration Act of 65 had great sound bites but in fact destroyed the Black Family unit and the historical national soul of the country.
Don your poll is not fair,too many super choices.Igrew upon a farm and went to high school in a small midwest town.We all worked at some job for little to no pay but were happy to be busy.I had some big wants and dreams but the Good Lord chose wisely and I have had a happy and comfortable life until 2020.Now I am ready to return to the 1950s again.Thank you for memories of youthful joy.
We're talking about the years of my youth which I treasure. We grew up in such an innocent time. My hometown unfortunately happened to per capita have more polio cases than anywhere else in the country, so I am thankful for Jonas Salk and his vaccine that truly worked a miracle. I fondly remember playing in the water sprinkler to cool off and eating watermelon in the back yard in the evenings. Thank you the happy memories!
They didn't call it Happy Days for nothing!
To me, watching donna brasiere on tv is as exciting as watching a dog raise a hind leg on a fire hydrant.
My generation was born in the 50's. Many of the previous two generation of my relatives served in the military, in WW1, WW2, Korea and Vietnam. Life was good, despite the fact we never lived muuch more than two years in the same place because Dad was in the military. I didn't have a lot of friends in the world besides my siblings. Most of the time the other students in the public schools I usually attended were cliquish hostile and felt entitled. Growing up protected from the world leaves means life seems pretty nice. I knew better by the time I was in junior high, as they were called in California. There was no intermediate level between high school and elementary school in Virginia. I spent the Cuban missile crisis in Key West and we didn't spend time watching or obsessing over the news. Idyllic in many ways, alienating in others. The 60's we spent in California which was already weird and definitely different. Strange life but that's where God put me until the early 70's. To me, from where I am now, life was and is a struggle that ebbs and flows as I try to follow God's will.
Poll: All of the above
Great article Don! Church attendance was high and prayer was allowed in schools. America was the go to destination for many legal immigrants. My family of 4 boys came from Chile in 1964. By then the Chicago machine gave us Kennedy and the Democrats. Johnson in 1963. Vietnam, etc. SCOTUS prohibited prayer and public schools and here we are. Very, very sad what has happened to our beautiful USA!
Isn't it interesting that today's progressive Democrats, an oxymoron if there ever was one, are doing their darnedest to undo the actual progress that was made in the 50's. As Don alluded to, schools were desegregated and now blacks are choosing to self segregate, the middle class which began to flourish in the 50's are now considered "deplorables and domestic terrorists" by the coastal elites. I could go on, but Don's essay pretty much says it all. Bottom line: Donna Brazil's world is not one I want to live in.
Oh yea as a child of the 50's and 60's I can relate. I keep seeing today's BS and remember vividly the 50's and 60's. As far as the polls all of the above. Sorry. Every one of those things was great.
Add to it if you messed up in school your mom knew about it before you got home and then you had to "Wait till your Father gets home." Those were an anxious few hours in my house.