That makes me feel even more sorry for them.Pffft. Kids these days don't bother tearing themselves away from "screens" to venture outside, so what difference does it make?
That makes me feel even more sorry for them.Pffft. Kids these days don't bother tearing themselves away from "screens" to venture outside, so what difference does it make?
Sadly, these days, there is no where 'safe' for kids to run and play but in their homes, even if apartments.I feel sorry for any child that is raised in an apartment.
Parents don't always have better choices available to them, however. I made pretty good money while I was raising my son, in California, but a single-family home was out of my reach, at least within driving distance of my work. While he was with me, I rented a duplex for a few years, but Long Beach wasn't a good place for a teenager, so I moved to a townhouse apartment in Anaheim, and that was much better. While there were other townhouses on each side of us, the townhouse had an upstairs and a downstairs, so there was no one above or below us, and we had two good-sized bedrooms, a large living room, a dining area connected to the kitchen, and a patio. Apparently, the walls were in pretty good shape because I don't recall ever hearing anything from my neighbors, nor did they complain about my son's music. Plus, there was a pool that was rarely in use by anyone but us. Still, many people couldn't afford that.I feel sorry for any child that is raised in an apartment.
I guess we grew up in a different era. I was never inside except to eat and to sleep. When we moved to Virginia from Indiana we did not have air conditioning the first year or two, so staying inside during the summer was not a pleasant thing. On hot humid nights I would sleep on the roof. Even if we stayed near the house during the day and didn't go to a playground, we had a yard to play in. But there was no cable TV, internet, video games, etc. I also feel bad for kids who grow up in cities, and that's been a long-time thing.Parents don't always have better choices available to them, however. I made pretty good money while I was raising my son, in California, but a single-family home was out of my reach, at least within driving distance of my work. While he was with me, I rented a duplex for a few years, but Long Beach wasn't a good place for a teenager, so I moved to a townhouse apartment in Anaheim, and that was much better. While there were other townhouses on each side of us, the townhouse had an upstairs and a downstairs, so there was no one above or below us, and we had two good-sized bedrooms, a large living room, a dining area connected to the kitchen, and a patio. Apparently, the walls were in pretty good shape because I don't recall ever hearing anything from my neighbors, nor did they complain about my son's music. Plus, there was a pool that was rarely in use by anyone but us. Still, many people couldn't afford that.
My son grew up in the 1970s and 1980s, not the 1950s and 1960s, as I did, and he grew up in Southern California rather than the rural UP of Michigan. Different time, different place, but still, it's not like he spent his life indoors. There was a pool and he had a year-round bus pass that could get him to Huntington Beach or pretty much anywhere he wanted to go in the urban Orange County area.I guess we grew up in a different era
Definitely different eras. Depending on where one lives now parents can be arrested for child neglect it they leave their kids to play outside by themselves.I guess we grew up in a different era. I was never inside except to eat and to sleep. When we moved to Virginia from Indiana we did not have air conditioning the first year or two, so staying inside during the summer was not a pleasant thing. On hot humid nights I would sleep on the roof. Even if we stayed near the house during the day and didn't go to a playground, we had a yard to play in. But there was no cable TV, internet, video games, etc. I also feel bad for kids who grow up in cities, and that's been a long-time thing.
We probably shouldn't take over Cody's "Moving" thread with this stuff, though, so if there's more to be said, we can move that to a Reminiscences thread.
Sure glad I decided to not post my growing up in Colorado on a remote ranch story, even though with the key word Colorado, it might have been more on topic, than some of the stories. I guess I could have added about my first cowboy hat and boots.We probably shouldn't take over Cody's "Moving" thread with this stuff, though, so if there's more to be said, we can move that to a Reminiscences thread.
We have a few of his movies, including: To Hell and Back and GunsmokeI like Murphy, too. I noticed that run of his flicks on GRIT yesterday. GRIT (and OUTLAW) often focus on a specific actor and play a bunch of his/her movies for a period of time. Murphy had a tragic life after his much-celebrated service in WW2. He never got over his PTSD, and died an early death in 1971 (age 45) in a plane crash near Roanoke VA, not real far from where I live.
Well, Mary, we sure are happier back here in northern Colorado than in Henderson/Las Vegas Valley. We have found out that folks here are much, much more friendlier than in Henderson. The Maintenance Supervisor at the apartment complex we use to live in here, as well as the auto mechanic/shop owner that we used for our old 2005 Dodge Durango, were sure glad to see that we had returned to Loveland. There was an older couple at Golden Corral, where we went for breakfast last Saturday AM, that we knew, was glad to see us back. The husband even stated that him and his wife pretty much knew that we'd return to Loveland. It was great seeing all of these people again.Some people will never be happy no matter where they live....
A Judge in Las Vegas is holding the young lady with no bail.I didn't! What has the world come too when someone stabs horses at barrel racing. That makes me sick! I don't keep up with Rocker as I still think he needs a good spanking. Maybe the surgery will humble him some and he won't take away from the respect for old time ranch values at rodeo. My grandmas horse quirt on his posterior, would work wonders.![]()
We were told last night, by a Senior couple, that there are Waiting Lists for 55 Plus apartments here. Besides that, one complex we stopped by when we lived here before, there was a sign on the front door "NO FIREARMS ALLOWED". However, don't know if that meant "concealed" or keeping them in your apartment. One thing we definitely don't want to do is get rid of our two rifles and four handguns. For us, they are entertainment when we go to the Range. We were also told that 55 Plus apartments aren't as quiet as most folks think they are.This is what I was thinking. Why not look for an "Over 55, No children" apartment to begin with.