That August afternoon, we drove out in the new Saab to look at a building plot overlooking the town. Upon arrival, my mother carried me in a portable crib, and both parents tramped around the plowed field in rubber boots while their firstborn played with a stick. My older brother spotted a frog hiding in a muddy rut, and my father removed the "For Sale" sign. We all walked down toward the woods, catching glimpses of the houses in the valley through the beech leaves. Our parents were now resolved, and my father suddenly exclaimed: "This is where our children will grow up." That was in 1967. What followed was a good half-century of spiritual impoverishment. Concepts like modesty and decency struggled to survive, and the mass media soon demanded full knowledge of prominent people's personal preferences. Previously, television had been used by politicians only in times of war or during elections.
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