It was a Saturday and as we often did, we closed our business at noon and went out to my mothers to have lunch. Lunch was not ready, so I sat down on a comfortable chair and grabbed a magazine from a stack and opened it to the first article. “Who Will Lead Our Country?” I had to smile to myself, as I had been asked that same question that morning at work.
The evening before, three local youths had gotten drunk and turned over their car. Luckily they were not hurt seriously, in spite of the fact that non-had been wearing seatbelts. This was a small town, so everyone that had come in that morning to my shop had offered some comment on the accident. The sum of the comments was that the youth of today were out of control and would never amount to anything and whom would we have to run our country.
Now, sitting in this comfortable chair at my mothers, I had this article asking the same question.
The writer of the article really blasted the youth of the day. They were lazy and spoiled and disrespectful of their elders. They were only concerned with having a good time and gave no thought to the future.
I read through the pessimistic article until I began to notice that some of the wording seemed dated. I closed the magazine to look at the cover and the date.
April 4, 1917.
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