šŸ’¬ If you grew up in the '70's you probably possess these traits.

I can say something about almost everyone who reads this: you already knew this. I can say to that group, "you have said, out loud, some of the things you're about to read. And, without a doubt, have done more than one.

It struck me considering the difference in the generation we're watching in collegiate athletics.

-- The video is in the second post for those born in the 80's or more recent. 😈


Transcript:

There's something fascinating about people who grew up in the 1970s, and psychology can prove it.

If you grew up in this era, your brain developed during a rare evolutionary window—a time of total freedom combined with genuine responsibility. And here's what's interesting: most people who grew up in the seventies look at our current generation and just laugh. Not in a mean way, but because they know something the rest of us don't.

They experienced something that can never be recreated—a time so magical, so free, that decades later they still say things like, "I wish I could go back and stay there," or "We really didn't know how good we had it." To put it even more perfectly: we grew up on hose water, we were feral, and it was glorious.

What made the 70s special? More importantly, what did it do to your brain that makes you different today?

The first trait is what researchers call self-directed problem solving, and it started with one phrase every 70s kid remembers: "Go find something to do, or I'll find something for you." You knew exactly what that meant. If you dared say you were bored, suddenly you were folding clothes or sweeping floors. So you learned fast: figure it out yourself.

Studies on unstructured childhood show children who had to create their own entertainment developed significantly stronger executive function and creativity. You weren't handed activities; you weren't scheduled. You had to invent your entire day from nothing. This is why you devoured books, explored on your bike for hours, or spent entire afternoons in the woods building forts.

You can say to yourself, "I was never bored. I devoured books or explored on my bike. I loved my independence." Your brain learned something modern childhood skips entirely: how to generate purpose from empty? That explains your creativity.But it doesn't explain why you seem almost supernaturally calm in chaos. That comes from this next trait: adaptive risk calibration.

You grew up climbing trees that were definitely too high, riding bikes without helmets, throwing rocks at each other, setting things on fire with fireworks. You can say it was our internet—every scraped knee, every minor disaster reaching your nervous system, something crucial.

Research in developmental psychology shows that children who experienced physical risk in play developed better threat assessment and lower baseline anxiety as adults. Your brain learned the difference between actual danger and manageable risk by living it, not by watching it on a screen or having a parent intervene. You broke bones, you got scars, and that honestly felt like a medal of honor with a story behind it. This is why you can walk into a crisis and just start solving it while everyone else is panicking.

But here's where it gets deeper—and this is the piece most Gen Z will never understand.

You carry what researchers call comfortable solitude capacity. You spent hours in your room listening to music, laid on the grass just talking with friends, explored alone—not because you were lonely, but because there was no screen demanding your attention every three seconds. Studies on pre-digital childhood found that people who grew up before constant connectivity show significantly less anxiety when alone with their thoughts. In fact, recent research had participants choose mild electric shocks over sitting quietly for 15 minutes. You'd probably find that ridiculous. You learned early: boredom isn't an emergency. At that time, you know you can never get bored as a kid. Your brain never developed the addiction to constant stimulation that defines modern life. This is why you can wait in long lines without losing your mind.

The fourth trait is something psychologists call analog patience, and it shaped you in ways you probably don't even realize. You waited for your favorite show once a week—no binge watching. You took photos and waited days to see if they turned out. If you wanted to talk to someone, you memorized their phone number and hoped they were home.

Research on delayed gratification shows that people who grew up waiting for things have better impulse control, better relationship outcomes, and better career success. Your entire childhood was training in patience that modern life actively destroys. This is why instant gratification doesn't satisfy you the way it does for younger generations.

And here's the trait that ties everything together: you have what I call unsupervised autonomy wiring.

At eight years old, you left the house in the morning, and your parents' only rule was, "Be back before the streetlights come on." Nobody knew where you were. Nobody tracked your location. You rode your bike to creeks a mile out of town, you played in the woods, you went to neighborhoods far from home. And a random stranger might even offer you a lemonade and sandwiches after playing in a creek all day.

But today, that would result in police calls. Back then, it was normal.

Research on childhood independence shows that children who had freedom of movement without constant supervision developed stronger internal motivation and decision-making skills. You had to assess situations, make judgment calls, and deal with consequences yourself. Your parents weren't your friends—they were the authority, and they trusted you to be competent. This is why you can plan, adapt, and think critically without external guidance.

Every time you look at today's world and feel out of place, remember this: you're not outdated. You are carrying forward capabilities that are going extinct.

  • The independence that looks like coldness? That's competence.
  • The comfort with silence that looks like antisocial behavior? That's depth.
  • The ability to wait that looks like apathy? That's discipline.

You survived a childhood that would get parents arrested today, and it didn't damage you—it built you. Most people will say, "I feel honored to have been able to grow up this way," or "We lived through the best decade to be a kid," and they're right. For a brief moment in human history, childhood was both completely free and genuinely formative. You got to experience something that doesn't exist anymore: a world where kids were civilized and feral at the same time.

Drop a comment if you're a 70s kid who thinks it was the best era to grow up. And if you love research-based content like this that validates who you really are, hit subscribe—because we're just getting started.
 
Shot my 1st cuz down out of a Magnolia tree once. He was climbing up to get a good sniping position on me. Hit him in the right calf as he was climbing. He came down like he was missing 2 or 3 rungs on a ladder. He was slobbering and crying, and I just knew I was headed for an ass whoopin' when he told on me, so I came up with the bright idea to prove to him he was being a baby, and it didn't hurt. Pumped mine, shot myself in the right big toe, had a pair of those rubber toe canvas Converse shoes on, had to bite a hole in my lip to keep from cryin' and my eyes were watering. Toe nail fell of about a week later. Ah yes, the '70s.
 
People growing up in the 70's were already being impacted by the idiot box, but we're not dying off at tremendous rates yet, so click bait it is.

You could argue those growing up in the forties through sixties also possess these traits; those generations before them were more adventurous, but the stakes were higher - they could die from a simple infection.

I think where/how you are growing up has a bigger impact than when. A rural upbringing with good parenting that develops self-reliance is much better than an urban/suburban existence, as long as your experience offsets a likely inferior school. I remember being brand new in my job and one of my bosses (a city boy) said he had to take his car in for service at his dealership. I asked what was wrong with it, and he said "a light came on". I asked if it was making a noise, or had he done anything to diagnose the problem. No, he was just taking it in. I cracked, they're going to bend you over if you don't have a clue what's wrong with it. He took great umbrage with my view he was a sheep to the slaughter.
 
But you could only pump it once, yeah right.

Shot my 1st cuz down out of a Magnolia tree once
All the trees used to be a farm with about a 3 acre cornfield. When it wasn't a hunting ground for games, it was a dirt track for bikes. We spent days building bike trails when the crops were harvested. Geez, lucky to have eyesight. It would startled you a bit hearing a BB hit a leaf of corn next to your head.

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All the trees used to be a farm with about a 3 acre cornfield. When it wasn't a hunting ground for games, it was a dirt track for bikes. We spent days building bike trails when the crops were harvested. Geez, lucky to have eyesight. It would startled you a bit hearing a BB hit a leaf of corn next to your head.

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It’s amazing how property gets cleared, used, reclaimed, redeveloped. The two racetracks where my Dad ran in the late fifties into the early seventies are gone without a trace. The Sylacauga dirt track has 90-foot pine trees in it, and Dixie in Midfield is populated with warehouses.

Time marches on.
 
That research is 100% spot on. For just a few minutes, I was back in time when life was so much more relaxed and fun.
Uh, yep! 100% correct.
I do not agree with this time out BS, but I also don’t agree with beating a child like I was. Full disclosure: I deserved 80% of what I gotšŸ˜‡
ā€œGo get a switch and it better be a good oneā€!
 
It’s amazing how property gets cleared, used, reclaimed, redeveloped. The two racetracks where my Dad ran in the late fifties into the early seventies are gone without a trace. The Sylacauga dirt track has 90-foot pine trees in it, and Dixie in Midfield is populated with warehouses.

Time marches on.
Also, hardly any drive in theaters left!
 
Can remember riding pine trees down to ground. Climb a skinny one to the top, 15-20’ and start swaying back and forth. We built goal posts for a football field, called the Corn Bowl.
Mounted backboards we built on a tree harvested from the woods. Would take several of us to stand it up in the hole we dug with a shovel. Green pine cone battles, they would leave a scar. Slip off to swim in a creek. Scrape up a quarter, walk two miles to store to buy a rubber ball, only to lose it in woods after 1st batter hit home run. Those were the days…
 
Can remember riding pine trees down to ground. Climb a skinny one to the top, 15-20’ and start swaying back and forth. We built goal posts for a football field, called the Corn Bowl.
Mounted backboards we built on a tree harvested from the woods. Would take several of us to stand it up in the hole we dug with a shovel. Green pine cone battles, they would leave a scar. Slip off to swim in a creek. Scrape up a quarter, walk two miles to store to buy a rubber ball, only to lose it in woods after 1st batter hit home run. Those were the days…
Skinning cats we called it. Two of us would climb up till the tree laid over then the lower person would drop to the ground, tree would fling you back up
 
Also, hardly any drive in theaters left!
We had one back in the late 1995 till around 2009? Saw Lair Lair with Jim Carrey. Now it a church. But to tell you about how many are left in the USA?
There are around 280 to 330 drive-in theaters left in the U.S., with numbers fluctuating, but generally hovering around 300, down from a peak of 4,000 in the 1950s, with recent reports from 2024/2025 noting figures like 283 or 335, indicating a steady decline but persistent presence.
 
Combining subjects for a minute...

As much as I enjoy seeing Michigan implode, it's still a bit disappointing because it's drawing attention away from Notre Dame and her latest stance.

Back to the thread...

Considering we're seeing ND's AD go from place to place in what I'd characterize as 'whining,' he doesn't fit with the '60's or '70's. "Comfortable solitude" doesn't quite work.
 
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