If you could have selected the year you were born , what year would you have selected and where ?
I would go for 1934 and the America West.
Been 16 for the start of the 50's - love that era and the cars ,culture and music and post war can do attitude.
Then in my mid 20's to 30's for the 60's and early computing and the space race.
I am so grateful that I was born just after the war - would have hated to have lived in the blitz. The fantastic 60s occurred in my teens (just at the right time!) and have seen such progress in technology, medicine and space travel etc in my lifetime.
Boxtops and Ann - seems we were born about the same time. I was a teenager in the 60s and loved it. Didn't get to go to San Francisco and wear some flowers in my hair though, was too busy working lol
Still kept one long "hippy" skirt and a dress from late 60s maggie! Loved ALL the 60s songs, OH and I play them regularly when we are feeling nostalgic, I don't think any of the decades afterwards lived up to the 60s music (maybe a few in the 70s) but I'm sure others will disagree! The 60s songs live on - my nieces, born in the 80s love everything about the 60s!
I did make lots of paper flowers out of hundreds of coloured tissues and put all around the brim of a straw hat which I wore to a wedding - goodness only knows what people would think to that idea today! :))
I would have loved to have been born in the 50's in readiness for the 60's, but I was born in 1970. I think I just made it - as much as I would love to be young again, I would hate to be growing up in this modern society, where kids appear to have no appreciation of times before the internet etc & only false celebs seem to get their respect. I also think there is a lot more pressure on youngsters now to have the most up to date etc
Yes Kate it was! I left school in 1964 and was a big Beatles and Cliff fan (still am!) In those days you either were a fan of Elvis OR Cliff, The Beatles OR the Stones but never both!
Often have this conversation with my wife - I was born in the 50's in London and I think we have had the best of it.
By the time I left school in the 70's there was as much work as you wanted - Your income was disposable as much as any teenagers in history - Sex if not prevelant, was available the pill was available - There was no aids - It was the first time us commoners could travel abroad fairly cheaply and the music was great.
Now as I look towards departing (not quite yet I hope) I see a planet in environmental peril (no matter what the cause) - Fuels are running out - food will be short for everyone in 50 years - there are diseases that don't yet have a cure - though so much is media driven - Society is being more and more riven by social - political divides. No one in power actualy seems to care for us.
i would have like to have been part of the Klondike gold rush era, a dance hall girl probably in one of their saloons looking for a rich husband[ I am still looking !].
I was born in the early 60's and only saw Flower power on TV.
Remember the TV News and being frightened of the pictures from the Vietnam war. Also remember the man on the moon landings and the TV being on in the morning !!!!
However I feel the next 25 years are going to be tough ones.
Remember my Grandmother moaning about the young people in the 60's and long haired youth on top of the pops in the early 70's ....
@Dee Sa - That is an interesting answer. You might have been the cause of many bar room fights between the prospectors. Just see you now in your Rah Rah skirt on stage :-)
@Redhelen - You would have survived - First Class and female , you would have made into one of the lifeboats.
Being male and in third class , I would have sank
I was born in 1940 and would stay with that. I've had a most exciting like, enjoyed full employment and I'm financially secure. I really don't see thinks every being as good, and I fear for the future my young granddaughters will have in the rest of this century.
I remember my old Grandma tut tutting at some hippy types in the 60s (who had "beatnik" hairstyles and clothes) and she could never remember the actual name for them. Wagging her finger at me she said "don't you dare turn into one of them there nigneres my girl" It was so funny and in our family we still refer to 60s beatniks as "nigneres" in memory of her, bless her old cotton socks!