Mel Carriere wrote:I was raised in a one parent home, and no one ever read to me, but there were plenty of books around for me to sink my teeth into, and not much else to do besides Gilligan's Island and I Dream of Genie reruns. On Sunday nights the only thing on TV was Lawrence Welk, so you can understand why we read so much back then. Today there are just too many distractions, but that seems to be the condition all over the civilized world, so why is it that Americans in particular don't do much reading, if you judge by the geographical distribution of posts on this forum.
Did you grow up in an urban area? 'Cause, cripes, I was outside as often as I could be, when I was a kid. My folks had about three acres, and it was all woods/farmland surrounding, so nobody really cared about a few kids tear-assing around. I hated it when I was a teenager, but boy, I can't imagine growing up any other way, now. My parents usually had no idea where I was, all day. That just doesn't happen any more.
How perfectly goddamned delightful it all is, to be sure.