See on Scoop.it – Awakenings: America & Beyond
We are in the midst of the three-day weekend honoring civil rights leader Martin Luther King, Jr. This was a man with a committed life during a period of enduring highs and unforgettable lows in American history. This was the 1960s—a time of social revolution where choices led to “tune in and drop out” or lead a normal life with focus on work, family and home. This was the era where women wanted to stand up and be counted—counted for more than just wife and homemaker—in other words, they were seeking equality with men. Good education. Good job. Good pay.
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I always expect to see me or garry lurking off to the side in the photos of this period. Garry especially because he really WAS there, already working as a reporter. Those were the days, my friend. We have so much fun, were so involved and were sure we were going to chance the world. And we did, though not nearly as much as we thought we would. It was good being young then.
I’ve always said the 1960s was the decade in which most of America exploded out of its entrenched naiveté and complacency. When my father returned home from the Army in 1954 after a brief stint in the Korean War, their ship landed in Seattle. He and some of his fellow soldiers (all of them Black) boarded a train. When his friends headed towards the back, he asked them where they were going. They had to remind him that, in the segregated U.S., Black folks had to sit in the back of buses and trains. My father said he stood there and thought, ‘Oh yea. We’re back in America – home of the free.’
I had a friend several years ago who said the various civil rights movements of the 20th century were unnecessary because eventually most Americans would have realized discrimination was wrong. I looked at him like the fool that he was and told him so!
Sometimes I think I’ve been born 1 decade too late… all interesting things had happened in the 70’s when I was too little to appreciate them. *sigh*
It was the best decade of my life and I’ve yet seen any to match it.