Christmas 1975

Happy Tuesday, everyone. As we are now approaching Christmas, here is a Christmas photo from 46 years ago.

The above photo was taken on Christmas Eve 1975. My maternal grandmother, the camera bug of the family, almost certainly took the photo. 

My parents are the two youngish adults. I am seated on the far right, in red.

The cat’s name was Patches. A very even-tempered cat, as I recall.

The mid-1970s was not a great time for America. Vietnam, Watergate, and the social turmoil of the late 1960s were all still recent memories. Although the specific issues were different, the country was very divided in 1975, much as it is in 2021. 

You think the economy is bad now? The rate of inflation in 1975 was 9.13%—even worse than our current 6.2% We also had stagflation, which is inflation coupled with an economic slowdown.

There is an almost universal consensus that the 1970s sucked. Some Baby Boomers are nostalgic for the 1950s and/or 1960s. I am nostalgic for the 1980s and 1990s.

No one is nostalgic for the 1970s.  

As I have stated elsewhere, though, I had a happy childhood. The world was not a great place in 1975, but my world mostly was.

The takeaway here is not that you should ignore the wider world, or become a figurative ostrich. I am very concerned about the direction in which our country—our society—is headed. This is not a political website, and I try to avoid political rants here. (There is already plenty of that on the Internet.) Nevertheless, I have my opinions, I assure you.

But the fact is that most of us find happiness not in election results and federal policies, but on the micro-scale, in our individual lives, experiences, and relationships. 


Do not ignore the world. But do not ignore what is right in front of you, either. 

The world will go on forever, after all. But your life won’t. Nor will the lives of the people you know and love. 

Make the most of the time you have with them, while you still can.