When we immigrated to Canada in 1950 we had to be sponsored. That was about as close to indentured servitude you could get without actually calling it slavery. Sixteen hours work days in a chicken coop with 5 1/2 foot ceilings. My dad was six feet tall. Our house was a ramshackle frame house which showed light through the newspaper that “papered” the walls. This was in Nova Scotia, which has a pretty harsh climate. We had no TV until I was 18, only a radio. We grew our own veggies and had to debate whether we could afford butter. Oh, yeah, the “good old days”. Not.
I remember the 1950s, and not too fondly. We moved a lot, from a shotgun shack to a ramshackle house without indoor plumbing, to a small, but neat house that got indoor plumbing the year I entered high school (1958). Our first TV set was in 1951, a small screen black and white set that picked up the three stations that broadcast to our area that went off the air at midnight and came on again at 6:00 am. I think people who pine for the good old days are either from very wealthy families or stupid – or is there really a difference nowadays? 🙂
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January 22, 2022 at 2:44 am
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January 22, 2022 at 2:20 pm
When we immigrated to Canada in 1950 we had to be sponsored. That was about as close to indentured servitude you could get without actually calling it slavery. Sixteen hours work days in a chicken coop with 5 1/2 foot ceilings. My dad was six feet tall. Our house was a ramshackle frame house which showed light through the newspaper that “papered” the walls. This was in Nova Scotia, which has a pretty harsh climate. We had no TV until I was 18, only a radio. We grew our own veggies and had to debate whether we could afford butter. Oh, yeah, the “good old days”. Not.
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January 22, 2022 at 3:15 pm
I remember the 1950s, and not too fondly. We moved a lot, from a shotgun shack to a ramshackle house without indoor plumbing, to a small, but neat house that got indoor plumbing the year I entered high school (1958). Our first TV set was in 1951, a small screen black and white set that picked up the three stations that broadcast to our area that went off the air at midnight and came on again at 6:00 am. I think people who pine for the good old days are either from very wealthy families or stupid – or is there really a difference nowadays? 🙂
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