In this post, and in several that will follow, I'll be ignoring anti-Western propaganda. To obsess on flaws is dishonest and destructive. The fact that the people of the West have been conditioned to require them is not something I'll indulge. All civilizations have had their failures, and our Western civilization stands out, not as the worst, but as the least bad.

My goal for this series of articles is to give you a deep sense of Western civilization and the cultural assumptions that informed it. I'll be careful to stay with the truth of each era, but what I want is for you to understand the West that was, down to your bones.

That's a tall order, of course, especially for short posts, but that's what I'm going for. And to get the best start possible, I'll begin in my own time, describing the America of about 1960. To be precise, I'm probably best describing the years 1953-1963; from the end of the Korean war to the assassination of John Kennedy.

What It Was Like

The first thing to understand about this era is that it was still a time of community. People felt a kinship with their neighbors. They looked out for one another. If something went wrong in your home, you went immediately to your neighbors for help. If your car broke down far from home, you went to the nearest house, knocked on their door and asked if you could use their telephone to call for help. (And were as likely as not to have someone pull out a toolbox and take a look at the car for you.) Crime wasn't that much less in this era, but people still trusted one another, partly of necessity and partly because we weren't inundated with fear every waking moment.

Doctors made house calls on their way home. (I vividly remember my brother being examined on our dining room table.) If you had children, the neighbors – even the ones you argued with – would bring over some milk when there was a heavy snow and you couldn't get to the store. This was standard in more or less every neighborhood. People did stupid and thoughtless things, of course, but we also relied upon one another. We weren't atomized as people are now.

Back in this era, moms would leave their kids outside in their strollers (prams) while they went into stores. I knew quite a few women who did precisely this. I asked one of them about it long after and she told me this:

Oh, sure. We'd meet at [a local restaurant]. They gave us a table at the window and we'd park our kids right in front. If a kid needed attention, one of us – not necessarily that one's mother – would go out, take care of him, then come back in. We all did that then.