I would say for me the late 40's (after the war) and the whole of the 50's were great in my world, but every year had some really great times and some bad times. We have to learn to take some bad with the good. How else would we be able to recognize the good if we didn't have any bad to compare it with?
In my case, it was family and friends that made my life so great. Yes, I was an only child but we would visit relatives quite often and I got to play with my cousins. My mother came from a rather large family, there were six of them (seven if one hadn't died very early in life shortly after she was born), and we visited with as many as possible almost every week or so. The exceptions were the ones that had moved to other states. I really, really feel blessed for such a wonderful life and especially for such a wonderful childhood.
What triggered the writing of this blog was this headline I read this morning:
Click on the link above and read it for yourselves. Then tell me if you agree or not. Now let us know what your best year was to be alive and the reason. You know, today ain't too bad to be alive, is it? Let me put it this way, I am very, very glad to be alive today. Now you all have a great day, you hear?