I’m only 31 but I never received a participation trophy for playing sports growing up.
We must have ‘grown’ during a much different time frame. I don’t remember the same either. At best we won a ribbon, a piece of bubble gum. It was not until I was in my 30’s before winning a quasi trophy. And that was for my poor performance on our bowling team. (I bowled much like our puppet king....awful) It’s not surprising America as fallen so fast so far. Citizens long for the time of American pride, the willingness to do what it takes to solve a problem to reach an acceptable answer. It gives great pride to know how much we were able to help Chili in the mine disaster. That I don’t believe that could ever have happened in the generation seen today. Not saying it couldn’t but deem in highly unlikely. Pride in staying glued to the tee vee in order to see MAN WALK ON THE MOON. That moment will always be remembered as a high point in my life. We made it happen. We were able to get mankind into space and safely on another globe and then RETURN home safely. Since that eventful evening think back as to how many wonderful, dedicated intelligent persons were lost due to accidents which seemed to occur for no apparent reasons.
To take pride in our country once again would bring nothing but happiness and joy to countless numbers of US/WTP We long for those days, long to succeed, and willing to do what it takes to achieve those goals.