I always love these "We grew up without (fill in safety precaution) and we're here today!" True. Because those who did die from lack of car seat/helmet/whatever ARE DEAD AND NOT HERE TODAY TO POST ON THE INTERTOOBS ABOUT IT.
That said, I do feel truly sorry that my son will never know the joy of road trips in the way back of a station wagon, as I did. Just as I'm sure my uncle felt bad when I was little that I would never know the joy of being sent down to the corner store as a six-year-old to buy smokes for my old man, as he did.
On the bright side, there are plenty of places where one can still live like a child in the 1970s. The parents of one of my son's good friends are from Uruguay, and they told me last time they visited, the local playground featured a slide that ended in a dirt pit with a very sharp rock protruding straight up to tear up the kids' legs as they landed. Heh.
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