When I was coming of age in North Carolina my parents would kiss, and off my father went to work. My mom also worked.
I went to school and each evening both of my parents returned home from work. There were times when one was late but it was rare.
This scene played out in my neighborhood all the time. If you are a baby boomer like me, you experienced the same thing.
I never thought about my dad or mom not coming home. Knowing that fact always gave me a sense of peace and security.
Were there guns in my neighborhood during this time? If there were, we kids didn’t know anything about them. Quite honestly, I don’t think there were any gun owners on my block.
I can’t remember anyone getting shot in my neighborhood. Are you kidding me? That just didn’t happen. Switch blades were around during my time and the bearers of them did more talking than cutting.
That was then, a different time and a different environment. People valued life more and settled their disagreements without killing one another.
