1950s kids had common sense, wood stoves
Funny how it didn’t seem so cold when I was growing up. Nothing was ever said about wind chills. Jack Frost left his mark on our windows, so we knew it was cold. Ma would tell us to bundle up, so we knew it was cold.
She also kept us supplied with hand-knitted woolen stockings, mittens, caps and scarves, so we were well-equipped to bundle up.


