I'm Thankful that I have been able to enjoy my 74 years before all the restrictions , political correctness and idiocy that we have today. It was fun growing up getting bumps , cuts and bruises and having it considered a part of the growing process.
You could leave your home unlocked , ride down the road with a firearm in the back window of your truck and no one thought anything of it. In school every boy had a pocket knife in their pocket and even some girls had them.
You could do what you wanted after school when your homework was done.
You better be in ear shot of your folks when one of them called for you or they knew where you were and you were ( better be ) there.
Best of all you were outdoors doing something from chores to playing , fishing and even hunting. Not in front of a computer screen or with an ear flatten against a cell phone.
It was a different world back then and the Good Old Days for me. Later on , yesterday , today and all the tomorrows will become the Good Old Days for my grandson and I pity him since he will have missed out on my Good Old Days.