When I was a Boy, America Was a Better Place

I listen to the Dennis Prager radio talk show and heard this on a segment a few months ago and it shocked me. It shocked me because after a heartbeat of thinking I knew he was also speaking for me. You see, I remember the days when family was first. When the concern was not about what "I deserved" or what "was right for me" or about how "I looked" or that "I was getting my fair share". It was about Mom, Dad, my brother, my sister and our family including aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins and friends and neighbors. Yes, we knew and cared about our neighbors. We had family picnics, get togethers and camping trips. We had huge Saturday picnics with games and fishing, horseback riding and talks with friends, neighbors, fellow workers(that's for Dad, 'cuz all I cared about was my friends and what games we would get to play). It was a country that emerged from two world wars and a depression that would have ruined almost any other nation on earth, into two decades of an almost idyllic time that is unmatched in all of history. Our (my) childhood was without precedent for being unfettered by trials and tribulations. Please read Dennis's column, it is an eye opener.



Tuesday, June 10, 2008
When I Was a Boy, America Was a Better Place
By Dennis Prager



The day the O.J. Simpson verdict was announced, I said to my then-teenage son, "David, please forgive me. I am handing over to you a worse America than my father handed over to me."

Unfortunately, I still feel this way.

Please Read the Rest of Dennis's Column