Wednesday, 08 December 2004
Paul and Daddy
[5 October 1948] Daddy, when he returned from the War, was not what I had expected from Mommy’s stories. He was much more strict than Mommy about things like finishing all my dinner, making my bed just so and, in general, finding fault every day.
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hillspan @ 2003-08-21 said:
The "greatest" generation ... the fact that they were all in the military/survived a war molded that whole generation. My father was the same way, my husband’s father too. Like your log.
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From my observation, I don't think that the military has anything to do with men being picky and grouchy around their families. I think it's in the chromosomes! Bad on me for such a sexist remark, but I'm just calling it as I see it (and, as a woman at a regional library meeting once told the assembled crowd, "I'm an old lady and I'm entitled to my opinion!") The younger generations of men seem to be developing a more pleasant disposition around their families--at least, from what I see. Hooray!
Posted by: Cop Car | Wednesday, 08 December 2004 at 06:15 AM
My father served in the Navy in the Pacific. Esp. after my parent's divorce he ran the house like a drill sargenent. "Jump when I say jump!!" You did as he said,I didn't like the punishment. Talking back gave you a slap in the face.
I married someone as different as I could. Thank goodness!!Women were not valued or their opions in his house. As a women I wasn't going to be scared or be treated like cattle. My mother was married to the house,her floors were so clean you could eat off of them. Don't remember her spending much time with me after my 1st brother was born.Luckly I have some very fond memories of my children's c/hood. I decided this was more important than always having a spick&span house.
Posted by: glograbear | Thursday, 01 January 2009 at 12:04 PM
"Chromosomes"?
The difference between those of us born before and after WWII is not a question of generations (i.e. "Greatest" vs. "Boomer") but rather "era" or "Age" My contemporaries and those before me, were part of an Age of Discipline (self-and other) and Ethic". Those of successive generations are part of a new "Age of Entitlement" who are infected with the preconception that "The World Owes Them..."
and that any force, whether it be internal or external, to inhibit their "rights" of self-expression or self-satisfaction are evil and perverted.
Posted by: mythster | Monday, 14 December 2009 at 09:26 AM