I heard one religious on Catholic Radio say that all men should live in dignity.
In my working class neighborhood in the 1960s, we learned and practiced our faith daily. We had enough to buy a few “nice” things but we had our priorities straight. And we had something I rarely hear about today: We were content with what we had. Oh sure, many of us would have appreciated more, but if our current situation, regardless of our best efforts, prevented that - that was fine.
Things went in this order: God, country, our family, our neighbors and ourselves. And for the most part, our country supported our Christian values. And we had fun doing simple things like going to the park as a family, going to the orchard and picking fruit as a family, and we lived in a community that, even though we weren’t all Catholics, shared strong bonds of trust, friendship and a willingness to lend your neighbor a hand. It was not perfect. We had a few bad apples.
Our parents generally had it much harder growing up, but we mostly lived in simple woodframe houses, did our chores, did our homework, watched a little TV and went to bed. We had a few rare individuals who drove the big cars and wore more expensive clothes. We were taught to be thrifty, to save our money, to cut our neighbors’ lawns in the summer or shovel their snow in the winter. That gave us enough to buy a toy or present for our parents or friends. Me and my sister were very happy to get two toys each for Christmas.
It was not a ‘simpler time,’ but a time where our faith was integrated seamlessly into our lives.
Peace,
Ed