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December 14, 2013

As the decades pass, are we better off?

By Shirley O'Shea Local Commentary
The Daily Star

---- — Since February 2011, I have been the anonymous scribe who has brought you “Step Back in Time,” the daily column which contains news bits from 25 years ago and 50 years ago. This means I have been culling stories, some simple and others terribly complex, from the late 1980s and the early 1960s, for the Daily Star’s readers, doing so with the consciousness of a middle-aged woman living in the second decade of the 21st century.

I read somewhere this year that in these days, it is more common to find people looking backward than forward. Are people in the second decade of the 21st century living in greater fear of violence and deprivation than they have in times past?

Most likely, there is no authoritative answer to that question. Fear may always be anxiety at the prospect of want and suffering, but how we experience it and how it effects us, it seems to me, must be mutable.

And so many times I felt nostalgia for the world and even the United States of the late 1980s. This perhaps has more to do with my youth and inexperience, my naïve hopefulness that anything was possible if I tried hard enough, than with any Golden Age that I was living in. But I felt a different and strange nostalgia for the early 1960s, for this was an attraction to a time in which I had never lived.

My parents were youngsters itching to get hitched when the young John F. Kennedy ran for the presidency, won and took office that bitterly cold day. During those years, my father worked blue-collar jobs and drag-raced cars down the boulevard of a suburban New Jersey town. He saw JFK campaign in Passaic and knew that was his man.

My mother, daughter of respectable Republicans, took a secretarial job at the United Nations. “It was the spirit of the time,” she explained to me. “You wanted to serve.” When JFK won by his famously slim margin, my father called my mother at her home and let out a “WHOO-EEE!” that was surely audible to her less-than-thrilled parents.

As I’ve read the papers from the Kennedy era, I have been reminded again and again of my mother’s statement, “It was the spirit of the time. You wanted to serve.” These were the days of one of Kennedy’s greatest legacies, the Peace Corps, and the consolidation of the U.S. Agency for International Development.

As JFK said in the penultimate statement of his inaugural address, “My fellow citizens of the world: ask not what America will do for you, but what together we can do for the freedom of man.” The energies and resources — intellectual, economic, political and military — of the U.S, it was being proclaimed, must not be spent merely for the country’s own welfare, but the building of the world.

Policies with unintended consequences arose from that ideal, to be sure. But what I have found most compelling about the contemporary record of those times was the attitudes of the people it presented for the public’s consumption. Dozens of local families opened their homes to members of delegations from developing countries — whether recovering from the ravages of the war in Europe or from non-Western nations — who came to the U.S. to study our educational system, agricultural practices, business models, scientific and engineering innovations, local government institutions, and our open society and culture. The level of American prestige in the early 1960s is stunning to a post-9/11 reader and passionate, if amateur, student of history. Likewise, people from central New York colleges, universities and high schools traveled abroad to learn about the societies that looked to the U.S. for guidance and assistance in building democratic societies supported by an educated population.

Granted, many of the policies and programs that came into being during JFK’s administration still exist, or have evolved into even larger, more ambitious ones. But what differs is the public enthusiasm for them, and this is telling of how Americans see themselves within our own society and in the world. A sense of collective responsibility for our fellow citizens of our own country and of the world has withered, and what remains is a fearful rancor and resentment of human need. The shared interest in attaining social ideals has been largely replaced, it seems, by an individualistic quest for gratification.

As I prepare to change jobs and serve as a substitute teacher, I consider that, above all, what I am nostalgic for is the faith that people are better working together for a vision than they are alone, fending off the wolves at the door.

SHIRLEY O’SHEA is an Oneonta resident and freelance contributor to The Daily Star.