How lucky were we?

A couple of thoughts after our reunion. We all realize how crazy and out of control our world is these days. I still have one son in the Air Force and worry about his future as this world unravels. There seems to be no end to the conflicts that challenge our country's military involvement. I worry about the world that my grandchildren are inheriting and the challenges they'll face as they go through their school years and mature to adults. Bullying and the pressure from social media. Which brings me to my point. How lucky were we...the class of '69....how lucky were we to grow up when we did? The sons and daughters of World War II vets, farmers, main street store owners. We saw the birth of Winnebago Industries. We rode our bikes everywhere and spent most of our free time playing outside instead of staring at video games, computers and smartphones. We grew up when rock and roll was born and flourished. Some of the greatest music ever. The war in Vietnam may have affected a few of us but we graduated from high school late in the conflict. We lived through the muscle car era and drove some of the coolest cars ever. Main street in Forest City was vibrant. The one thing that stinks about our time in high school was the absence of girls athletics. Do you ever wonder what girls in our class would have been the basketball, volleyball, track or softball stars? Sports were very important to me growing up and I'm sorry you girls didn't have the same opportunities as the guys. But looking back, I thank God that the 50's and 60's was my time to grow up and enjoy life in Forest City. Getting together for a reunion brings back such good memories and a great opportunity to see the many faces and personalities that meant so much to me then and still to this day!