I am 87 years old and have witnessed much of history. In the 1930s, postage was 3 cents for a letter and 2 cents for a postcard. We also had two deliveries a day.
We could leave our doors unlocked and no one would enter. Teachers were respected by both students and parents. Corporal punishment was used, and, students worked their way through college, in some cases, without assistance from the government.
Immigrants coming into the United States through Ellis Island had to prove they had no communicable diseases and that they had a job awaiting them with an American sponsor. Now, in 2011, I am a minority in my mother country.