Thanks, really!
Yes, we had to be home in the summer when the street lights came on. As a child I was not aware of polio, or the Korean War. My family was poor, but I didn't feel poor. Summers were drippy popsicles, public swimming pool (and we didn't require adults to take us there). Winters were sledding down the huge hill, our knitted mittens becoming solid lumps of ice, our toes frozen (no fancy thermal wear available then). Got home, Mom made hot chocolate and we'd watch, yes, Leave It To Beaver and other shows that maybe were not reality, but they WERE closer to reality than the Kardashians are to us today. It wasn't perfect, but there was a lot more innocence.