I Remember a Time When...

by: Les Carpenter
Rational Nation USA
Birthplace of Independent Conservatism
Liberty -vs- Tyranny

Occasionally everyone finds themselves reminiscing about the "good old days." It does the "soul" good. Even when one defines the "soul" as the rational mind as this writer does.

I remember a time when the unemployment rate was below five percent and everybody that wanted a job seemed to be working.

I remember a time when made in America was something to be proud of and pride in American workmanship was justified.

I remember a time when American values were respected worldwide and everybody wanted to be like the good old USA.

I remember a time when there was honor in politics and aspiring to serve as a elected official was an honorable pursuit.

I remember a time when the great American middle class was growing and prosperity was taken for granted.

I remember a time when corporate CEO's received REASONABLE compensation for their contributions and few questioned why they received what they did.

I remember a time when Americans believed there was nothing they couldn't accomplish if they put their minds to it.

I remember a time prior to the Department of Education when American students were among the best educated in the world.

I remember a time when a 10 or 12 year old could sit on their father's lap and learn to drive the family car.

I remember a time when a boy could go target shooting with his father and neither had to have a permit or license to do so.

I remember a time when common decency and civil language was commonplace. A time when young boys and girls had their mouth cleaned with soap for using filthy words in the presence of civilized people.

I remember a time when Mom was home bringing up the family and instilling values in the children... giving them guidance rather than a disinteresed babysiter or nanny.

I remember a time when government was smaller, when citizens had more liberty, and when we were a fiscally sound nation.

I am truly thankful I was fortunate enough to grow up during the time America experienced its very best years.

I am apprehensive for my children and grandchildren. America needs to find a dawn of rebirth.