On Friday, 22 March 2013 17:04:43 UTC-3, Eisboch wrote:
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Problem is, you can't fix it with tax money. It's the parents (or

lack of), and that's not a money thing. Society didn't raise me, my

parents did, and without much money. They used no credit, lived

within their means, went to church, and stayed together through thick

and thin. We had dinner every night, all of us, at the table

together. When my sister's dates came to the house, they all had to

come inside and sit on the sofa to talk to my Dad for a while. The

curfew was clear, and was obeyed. I clearly remember one guy that

blew his horn in the driveway for my oldest sister, and he did not

like what came out of the house. :-)



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Nice post and spot on. Brought back memories of a long forgotten

time. Growing up in the 50's and 60's was quite different. I cringe

in thought imagining what Mrs. E's old school Italian father would

have done if I had tried to pick her up for a date by just beeping the

car horn in the driveway. Hell, I used to have to go through a

second inspection and integration when I brought her back home.


Yeah..the good ole days.
I remember sitting on the coach at the wife's former home watching tv with her. I had a throw pillow on my lap for some reason and then her mother came out of the back...took one look at me and charged over grabbing the pillow away.
We must have looked guilty and she thought she caught us up to no good.
It was humerous, the look on her face when she found that I was decently dressed. Wife's mother was always suspicious but I blamed that on her buying the National Enquirer on a weekly basis.