Well, I started to school (one room country school) in the 40's. I did walk two miles home from school on nice days. Daddy always drove me to school in the morning and home on bad days (1932 Ford Roadster with rumble seat and Oogah horn). Later riding the school bus to school in town (1 hour trip). I learned to sew on a White treadle. Green Hornet and The Shadow on the radio. Neighbors got the first TV and Daddy had to buy one to get me to stay home. Party line phone - no long conversations with boyfriends. Granny teaching me to cook at about 7 years old - first instruction: "Go catch a chicken." Roaming over the countryside all day in the summer - just had to be home for supper.