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Today’s question:
QUESTION: Depending on when you were born, what decade did you enjoy the most? The 30s, 40s, 50s, 60s, 70s, 80s, 90s, 2000s or 2010s?
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the 2010s, because hindsight is 2020.
Probably the early 80s when I met the love of my life. Young and full of fun.
The 70s. I came home from Vietnam, and left the Marine Corps to live and enjoy a life with my wife and daughter. After about a year and a half of living the hippie life in the Haight Ashbury, we decided it wasn’t the life we wanted, and moved to the suburbs. It was a great decade, a lot of fun, and a carefree life. The political scene wasn’t much different than it is today, riots, demonstrations, people getting ruffed up by the police, and the next big earthquake was going to send California sliding into the ocean. I chose not to watch most of it on the news, so I didn’t give it much thought, and our life as a family was wonderful.
Good question and an easy one for me…….the 70’s. Between getting my first paying job (outside the home), getting my driver’s license, attending my first concert (The Doobie Brothers), graduating from high school, and listening to the best music ever made, I enjoyed myself immensely.
The 70s. Cool times!
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Definitely the 80s.
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70s
It has to be the 1970s. Job, car, boyfriend, cooked, apartment, bought furniture, took vacations, sailing and bicycling hobbies. Felt “well rounded” and “adult like.”
Though the 70s were okay for me it would have to be the 1990s since it was the best decade for me income wise being in the tech industry. I got to do some travel too.
1980s, when a shoe salesman could own a house and support a wife, teenaged boy and girl.
Al, Peggy, Kelly and Bud livin’ the life.
Mid 2000’s. Bought first home in my own name. Retired. Discovered the local chapter of the Sewing Guild.
The 60’s, more than likely the largest change within a decade. Going from Leave It To Beaver to the Summer of Love.
Each decade has it’s charm. However, I have to go with the sixties. I was a teenager in the early sixties, and started working in a small town close to my parents home. I was the girl from the country, but got accepted into different groups, we had a jazz club and rock club. Then after a few years there I decided to move to Copenhagen and got an office job, didn’t like it, and wanted to get more education so I went to boarding school close to the German border, there I was given the opportunity to go to Israel and work on a kibbutz, we were 6 girls from that school. Spend 3 months in Israel and made more friends, the adventure of a lifetime. Got back to Denmark and 2 of the girls from Israel were from Iceland and they invited me and 2 other girls to come to Iceland. Which we did, lived there and worked there for 3 months, saw most of the country. Left Iceland on a ship to Edinborough, the spend several weeks hitchiking through England, France, Luxemborg, Belgium, Holland Northern Germany and back to Denmark. When I got back to Denmark I felt very restless, felt Denmark were too small, couple of girl friends already married with children, the guy I had been dating was in France. I decided I wanted to improve my English, and since I had already been too England and always been fascinated by the USA I applied for a position as an au pair in Westport, Ct.(I turned 22 3 weeks after my arrival) and got the job. I lived in Westport for almost 2 years, and had the time of my life. Went back to Denmark for 3 months (end of 1968), but missed the US and came back, then moved to New York City. 1968 and 69 were magical years. Not perfect, but so much were happening, great music, made great friends, fell in love. I’m still in touch with friends from my teen age years, a couple of the girls I travelled with. Another couple of au pairs I met a in Westport, the best friend of my boyfriend from Westport is still one my best friends. my boyfriend from back then passed away a few years ago, we never lost touch with each other, although it didn’t work out in the long run. I feel incredibly blessed to have experienced as much as I have, and have been blessed with wonderful friends thouroughout my life.
Sorry for the long answer, I fully understand if you don’t have the patience to read it all. Just didn’t know how to make it short and still explain why the sixties was so special to me.
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