Everybody loves a mystery! However, this particular mystery is unsolvable, even by the likes of Mary Higgins Clark, John Grisham or Agatha Christie! In fact, it may not be a mystery at all; it may be just the unexplained miracle of all time.
It evolves around us, you and me...the senior citizen; and how we survived past the age of childhood without childproof lighters, survived past adolescence with easy-to open medicine bottles, and lived to tell about riding in an automobile without a car seat, a buckled-up restraint or an air bag!
The most amazing fact, of course, is that this "over fifty" group, which also includes the so-called baby boomers, is the largest group ever, historically speaking, and is so large that we are known as the generation to break the Social Security bank!
How can this be? Why, with just a twist of a small hand, we could have opened a medicine bottle that today takes a genius to read the "push, pull and squeeze" directions on the cap, and the muscles of Mister Atlas to open, and yet...we survived!
Amazing eh? Despite this obvious oversight in our young lives, and what today would be called "criminal neglect in child rearing", we're here in the largest numbers to tell our stories of survival.
The mystery is not only "how" our generation survived without all of today's modern child proofing and safeguarding, but that we actually grew up basking in the dangerous sun, ate cholesterol eggs and drank caffeinated coffee...and thrived.
Perhaps the government has proved their fangle-dangled safeguards DO save children's lives, but it doesn't take away from the fact that millions of us survived childhood with just plain old-fashioned discipline alone; a word that seems to have been dropped from our modern day vocabulary, along with "respect, parental guidance and obedience".
Our generation with its old-fashioned methods of discipline alone had a better chance of survival than the new modern generation of today without it.
"Why?" Because today, when a child is told "Don't touch", it is like a foreign language to a child who is picking up a match, a poisonous snake or a loaded gun.
I had to "stop in" with a "thank you" for all your generous comments on my writing entries. Besides that, I wanted to return the favor---and your "Mystery" caught my eye. Right/write on! The nation seems to have lost focus. We have so many distractions, who seems to be noticing what's missing? Thankfully an articulate writer named "Marilyn." Add an anecdote from your childhood experience and I wonder if "Reminisce" magazine might be interested in publishing this.
Interest to read this today as I was thinking much along the same lines just last week. I remember traveling as a kid and sleeping in the back window. I loved it, especially at night. My son now faces the dilema of needing to buy a new car if he and his wife have more kids in the next two years. Their station wagon won't hold three car seats. He already had to purchase a new car when the first baby came along, because their wasn't enough space, legally, between the back of the front seat and the foot of the car seat. My parents weren't afraid to use the dreaded "NO" word, and I'd say I turned out A OK. Loved the article.