Those Were the Days

My brother emailed me a photo taken sometime in the 1930's. (He's the one on the right). Ah, yes, those were the "good ol' days"! If you look at the photo, it was a time of innocence. The boys were skinny dipping and were told to put the branches in front before they posed for the picture.

I don't even want to begin to think about today, definitely not a time of innocence. We, both youth and adults, are very aware of the dangers surrounding us, imaginary or otherwise. We are inundated with the news, detailed and gritty. It is difficult for us to escape the bombardment of the sensational and exploitive news. From the politicians to the media, care givers, neighbors, friends, enemies alike, we are saturated with FEAR, DANGER,WARNING, WARNING, BE ON ALERT, THE WORLD IS A SCARY PLACE, ALONG WITH THE NEIGHBORS DOWN THE STREET.

There is a time to fear and be wary, but for our youth? Ah, yes, I remember a time when the main fears were the boogey man under the bed, a stern note from the teacher, a possible spanking, a cold shoulder from the group, or listening to Inner Sanctum on the radio.

Those were our fears, but as far as the rest of the world? Well, look at this photo and it says it all.