From what I remember about the 80’s, it was about as close to a White utopia as it gets, probably in most towns across the country if other towns were like mine. Granted, we would get into trouble here and there, but all in all, it was innocent fun not intended to cause anyone serious problems. You could leave your car doors and your home doors unlocked even if you were out of town for a week or longer because we all knew our neighbors, and we all looked out for each other. We had block parties back then for friends, family and whoever wanted to attend from down the block, it was glorious, especially during holidays like Independence Day when we’d have every adult family member who went to Florida the winter before come over with a thousand dollars worth of fireworks they bought to put on our own fireworks display for the neighborhood. There was a real sense of community in those days, then it got all fucked up during the 90’s because the town mayor made a deal with the governor for extra funding that meant we’d have to take in several thousand of NYC’s worst negro residents, which in less than ten years transformed the entire area into a serious ghetto full of drug addicts, gangs and crime of all sorts. Pretty sure that’s the same basic pattern everyone else saw play out who lived in a decent neighborhood in the 80’s & 90’s, maybe the destruction was slightly delayed compared to what I saw first hand but by 2015 or so, almost nobody avoided the nightmare other than multimillionaires and folks who live in real rural areas.
From what I remember about the 80’s, it was about as close to a White utopia as it gets, probably in most towns across the country if other towns were like mine. Granted, we would get into trouble here and there, but all in all, it was innocent fun not intended to cause anyone serious problems. You could leave your car doors and your home doors unlocked even if you were out of town for a week or longer because we all knew our neighbors, and we all looked out for each other. We had block parties back then for friends, family and whoever wanted to attend from down the block, it was glorious, especially during holidays like Independence Day when we’d have every adult family member who went to Florida the winter before come over with a thousand dollars worth of fireworks they bought to put on our own fireworks display for the neighborhood. There was a real sense of community in those days, then it got all fucked up during the 90’s because the town mayor made a deal with the governor for extra funding that meant we’d have to take in several thousand of NYC’s worst negro residents, which in less than ten years transformed the entire area into a serious ghetto full of drug addicts, gangs and crime of all sorts. Pretty sure that’s the same basic pattern everyone else saw play out who lived in a decent neighborhood in the 80’s & 90’s, maybe the destruction was slightly delayed compared to what I saw first hand but by 2015 or so, almost nobody avoided the nightmare other than multimillionaires and folks who live in real rural areas.