It was truly a different world in 1980, and it requires someone who was a fully grown adult back then to be able to contrast it with the world of today. Regardless of the advances in technology in the years since the 80’s—or perhaps because of them—the world was a much freer place with few restrictions and many more options.
Go back 10 years in time from the beginning of any decade you choose and while there are undoubtedly many drawbacks regarding personal freedom and restrictions, I can’t think of any at the moment.
I did work hard in 1970 and I worked long hours, my job required every second of my attention so I could keep my head above water. It was 5PM one afternoon and I was still faced with several more hours of work when my secretary stopped by as she was leaving for the day. Normally, she simply “checked out” with me, said goodnight and left for home. This afternoon, however, what she said next felled me like I had been struck by a meteor. She asked if I was going to take off earlier than usual to celebrate my wedding anniversary. I had mentioned to her several days previously that today my wife and I were going to celebrate 10 years of marriage.
She immediately saw by my expression that I had completely spaced it. Stepping through the door she told me to drop what I was doing and come up with a plan, a good plan. She wished me good luck and left.
Now, regarding freedoms and restrictions and the benefits of living in 1970 when you have to come up with a credible anniversary plan on the fly. I knew it had to be good or she would intuitively know I had forgotten the occasion and was tap dancing to cobble something together.
I called my wife, told her, “Surprise!” and to hurry up and get dressed because I planned to “kidnap” for an evening of fun for our anniversary. I next called Southwest Airlines and made hurried reservations from our hometown Dallas, Texas to Austin—the state capitol and acknowledged party city, with every type of dining, dancing and attraction know to man. I picked up my wife, drove to the airport and we took off for Austin. We rented a car and took off to celebrate. Somewhere after line dancing at a country western club, after a barbecue restaurant and before we left a jazz club I lost my billfold. We continued on with our Anniversary celebration by using pocket cash.
When we made it to the hotel, I gave them the credit card number of my brother whom I had called and we went up to our room.
Back to the broader freedom and fewer restrictions that existed in 1970:
- I called the airport and was not required to give any information other than a name.
- We went to the ticket counter and picked up our tickets. We were allowed to fly one way to our destination without luggage or any questions. At the time we left, I was so hurried I was unsure when to make reservations back to Dallas.
- My wife and I did not pass through or were slowed up by security, and showed up at the loading gate at the last possible moment to board the plane.
- We received and enjoyed free alcoholic drinks throughout the entire one hour flight, as well as several offers of peanuts and chips.
- After losing my billfold, we checked into the hotel without I.D. and without a credit card, only a number that could have come from anywhere.
- Perhaps most amazing, I explained our situation the next morning to the lady at the ticket counter and she sold us a ticket without I.D. and once again with my brothers credit card number.
- I am also certain that we left our luggage unattended for a period of time while we had breakfast at the airport.
- Something I am not amazed about is several days after our return my billfold arrived intact in the mail at our home. Everything was there and no one stole my identity.
We lived in a time during the early 70’s when life was simpler without technology. People were much more trusting because we relied on each other since we didn’t have immediate access to information. We were also ignorant of the myriad ways to destroy and rip each other off. Those sorts of things had to be done face to face instead of crouching in a darkened basement in the glow of a computer screen.
I know I’m looking back through rose-colored glasses but that was the best impromptu anniversary celebration we ever had.
I also know the human race is infinitely better off as a result of technology. That is right, isn’t it? Isn’t it?