There are so many things that are out of date now according to the younger generation and I must confess I like this "easier" era mostly. There are things that young people, including young adults would never consider doing, or even know how to do.  
What about writing letters and actually mailing them at the Postal Office?  Every small town in my youth had a post office. There was no other way to correspond  then, not even a telephone. The post office was a good meeting place with family and friends. I remember being the one that would walk  up to the pst office and be there when the mail run. That building would be packed with everyone talking at once.  The one I remember in my youth was a long cracker box style. Something, I can't remember what, happened to it and a small little box like one was built. The building was still there until the tornado ripped through there a few years ago.  Oh  how I loved to get letters.  I had two pen-pals that I got in school. I wrote to a friend from school in the summer months when school was out.  It wasn't like now with E-mail, texting, or getting in a car to go visiting. Even in my teen years I wrote lots of letters mostly To boy friends not in the state.
We were taught the art of letter writing and how to correctly address the envelope in school. I still do it exactly like I was taught in grade school. They call it Elementary school now but I just don't like that word. It sounds too simple or involving the fundamental or simplest aspects of a subject. I don't like to be simple.

  Another thing was listening to the radio before TV.  There were children's shows just like on TV now but let me tell you they were absolutely not like the children's shows now. Some of the things they have on for kids now are not even fit for adults.  I remember a radio show called Uncle Ray that I listened to. I felt like I was right there with him the way he described what was going on.   Later in my teen years we got a TV but we could only get two channels. Not a lot interested me on TV after the new wore off. I went back to the radio then and would  take it to my bedroom to listen to music.  My Grandpa Thomas said any one who would listen to the radio when they could see TV, He called it TB, just had to be a little bit stupid.

  Getting to go somewhere was a treat in the 50's and 60's.  In my very young years we all walked every where we went. If it was too far to walk we just didn't go it was as simple as that, no questions asked. Daddy had an old car that was very,very, old even then.  When he was home with the car after work and week ends it was not used for pleasure except maybe a show on Saturday night. I am told that when I was born my parents had no car. Daddy ran up the road to my Aunt Georgia's and got Uncle Frank to take her to the hospital. Same thing four years later when Norman was born. Does anyone not have a car now?  Not many I'd think.

Going to an outside toilet would be hard for  some to even comprehend now but all we knew in my youth. I know some might have had indoor plumbing but just not anyone I knew.  Taking a bath in a wash tub in the back room was normal. Now I can't help but wonder how in the world did older people do it. I'd hate to think I'd have to get myself folded in to a no. ten washtub now. Sitting in an outside toilet summer or winter was not a very comfortable thing to do either but that's the way it was and all we knew.  Running out to the toilet in the pre dawn light freezing cold in winter or burning hot in summer was never thought too much about, just the way it was.

  Drawing water from a well was another thing that came natural for us. I've had rope burns on my hands from it slipping through my hands. The bucket was let down into the well and bounced when it hit the water to sink it. When it was full you pulled it back up. In a dug well you could usually see the bucket but a drilled well was a different thing all together. We had one of each. The dug well was open with a kind of  box like curb built around it ,hard to describe unless you lived in that time, we drew water from it to fill the wringer washer. The drilled well was straight down with a cylinder like bucket. We used it for drinking and house use. I can't remember that I ever minded drawing water. Some chores I hated like carrying out the slop jars but I never mined drawing water.

There were so many differences between then and now that it would take a book to mention them all.  I've lived through so many changes that it's been hard for me to keep up with. We used to be busy with work and play. We got plenty of exercise and fresh air and  ate mostly home grown foods.  That's the way it was.  Sitting propped up in front of some machine with our minds in to some digital game for recreation would have been foreign to us. We were outside running and playing. We sure didn't need to go walking up a walking tail with our arms swinging and we sure didn't need some machine for walking without going anywhere.  GOOD GRIEF!