My father was part of “the greatest generation.” He was a salt-of-the-Earth guy who did not grow up with technology. In his day, one had to rely upon the integrity of fellow human beings in order to enjoy the fruits of American society from the 1920s through the 1950s.
Quality was king in his day. Houses were constructed so invading Martians in the year 3000 would not be compelled to re-build the Earth’s infrastructure. Insurance policies were issued so that citizens would actually receive payment when they suffered covered losses. Doctors healed the sick from their homes and then sent a bill for services. Banks held the public’s money and made it available to its owners when needed. Lawyers represented their own clients. People visited restaurants from coast to coast to eat real food. And best of all, a person could fly to Chicago from Boston without visiting Houston for six hours.
Life has changed.