At a recent gathering of scores of well heeled mature folk i.e. 70+, the lady who had organized the event opened by introducing the idea of sharing amongst themselves stories of how they each enjoyed their childhood during the summer months. Charming, geographically diverse and wide ranging stories were shared. All the tales lead to but one conclusion, they all felt freer and safer then than what it feels today (for children).
Why is that? Does everyone have the same old cliches about the past? Surely it’s better today? Besides, there are no good ole days – we know that, right? But feeling FREE. That’s my inalienable right, isn’t it?