Flashback to 1956 - A Timeline of Life in America

My Father finished his four years in the Navy March 1956. He would have been 90yo this month. RIP Dad.

I turned 7 in 1956. This was a GREAT time to be a kid. Nothing to worry about. Went out to play and came home when my mom rang the bell or the street lights came on. We made airplanes out of outboard motor boxes from Captain Stans, put the box on a wagon and took turns pulling each other around the block. Also towed each other on roller skates with a bike, but those 90 degree turns on the sidewalk corners often resulted in skinned up knees. Funny- no one ever ended up in the hospital. We were both lucky and fortunate to grow up in those times. Silver Spring, Maryland.

I was a little girl going upstairs to bed, in those days when your dad said hit the hay you did not argue, but as I heard some young man singing YOU AIN'T NOTHING BUT A HOUND DOG I turned to see a man with a guitar on tv. Like nobody we had ever seen before.

I was born at the tail end of 1955. I look at this video and remember how much simpler life was in the 1950'sand 60's. I miss those simpler times.

Cheers! To all those born in 1956 🥂 May you live as long as you wish and love as long as you live 💗

I know that year very well. I graduated from High School. My Dad said "Well you're not gonna just hang around here. it's college or the service". I was burnt out on academics, so I joined the US Army - the smartest thing I ever did. I grew up there and went to college some years later . . . My Army training landed me a job working on one of those IBM RAMAC computers and a 47 year career in IT. Cheers.

Back when America 🇺🇸 was a great place to live !

My parents were married February 18th,1956, my brother was born November 20th,1956. May they rest in peace.

Absolutely amazing time to be alive!

My Dad owned a 1956 Chevy Belle Aire. It had a small V-8, 256 Cubic Inch. Beautiful car, he loved that car. Miss ya Dad....and Mom too.

Those were the years when you had good people influencing your life. And heroes with morals.

Today's America is Not the America 🇺🇸 that I grew up with 🖤 so Sad

Proud Southern born in 1951 Vietnam veteran.

The 50s were my adolescent years. The first record I purchased myself was "Sh-boom", by the Crew Cuts. I took my first job at age 14 (1955). The two years before that I enjoyed glorious summers in the back yard, reading books from the bookmobile, and eating pimento cheese sandwiches with iced tea. No A/C in the house, or in dad's '53 Chrysler. Now at age 14, you've seen and experienced so much crap as to be nearly worthless. To me, the 50s were the best time to be here, ever.

I remember when the Ed Sullivan show was called "Toast of the Town", (1948-54) it became the Ed Sullivan show in 1955. It was hardly infamous, it was a great show for all the family. I remember watching it on Sunday evening knowing that "tomorrow" would be school a day! ugh!

I miss it too. I was six years old and my sister and mom and dad were all together. I'll never forget those times. I wish I could go back for just one more day.

The year I was born. The maternity nurses called me “Elvis” because I had a lot of hair and sideburns. This year, Medicare!

I was born in 1956 and turn 65 in a month or so. I think back to growing up in the 50’s and 60’s and I can’t help but wonder what’s happened to our country. I miss what we’ve lost. What we’ve gained doesn’t seem like it’s worth the cost.

I was 10 years old. I miss those glory days of America. How much further can we slide?

I graduated from high school that year. Things were good. Although my dad became very ill in my senior year, I loved those times. My Economics teacher (we call him Professor) made a big impact on our class. He would read a passage out of the Bible at the beginning of the class and we took five minutes to discuss what we thought it said. Unheard of today. My dad mad a full recovery in 57. We celebrated our 65th graduation this June. I have seen so many changes since 56, some good some bad. Praying for our great Country. 🙏🇺🇸