Playing without fear in the '50s

In answer to Bruce Hyland (Peninsula News, October 2), it depends how old you were in the 1950s.

I don't remember anything you mentioned.

I was born in 1945 so the 50s were a good time for me.

I was able to play in my front yard and have no fear of being abducted or shot at, go to the local lolly shop and come home with a "big" bag of lollies for threepence and go to the movies on Saturdays.

Gosh I could go on forever but I think you get the picture.

Today, you can't let your children out of your sight.

We used to walk down the road of a night but you can't do that anymore.

At Christmas, my family used to get a tram to Circular Quay and walk all the way to Central looking at the Christmas decorations in the shops.

I wouldn't do that anymore.

That was in another time.

Families had time for each other in the 50s and now they have to work long hours to keep up with everyday living.

Only my dad worked and my mum was always there when I came home from school and I never went without.

I agree with Vic Jeffries (Peninsula News, September 17), the 50s were the good old days and Australia was and still is the best country in the world.

That's why everyone from overseas comes to live here.

Letter, 9 Oct 2012

Maureen Coakes, Ettalong