You know the scene. Marty McFly steps into down town Hill Valley, California circa 1955. He heads to a malt shop and orders a Pepsi, free, and no one from the ‘50s understands his slang. The 1950s: a decade of malt shops, cheeseburgers, drive in movies, hula hoops, early skateboards, and Davy Crockett caps. My parents enjoyed a for the most part warm childhood during the decade, and my father especially waxes nostalgic about his upbringing. Rogers Park could be Flatbush, and I have read or heard countless accounts about both neighborhoods during this mid century wholesomeness. Kids forming their own baseball teams, baseball games costing $.50 admission, and double feature movies not much more. Amusement parks located right in city neighborhoods and parents believing it safe for kids to ride city buses by themselves. Between my dad’s stories, reading Doris Kearns Godwin’s memoir of growing up in the decade at least a dozen times, and listing Back to the Future as one of my favorite movies, I have noted on multiple occasions that I believe I was born a generation too late. For baby boomers, the 1950s post war America must have been a wonderful time to grow up. For those born fifteen years earlier like American sage David Halberstam, the 1950s were a contrast of idyllic life with a powder keg ready to explode. As he graduated from high school in 1951 and college in 1955, Halberstam witnessed the 1950s from a slightly different lens than that of those who were children during the decade. As a young man experiencing the nation change before his eyes, Halberstam was uniquely positioned to write a testimony about the 1950s and how the decade lead to the turbulence that was the 1960s. Halberstam was one if not the best historian the United States produced during a generation. What follows is his ode to this watershed, transitional decade.
The 1950s, David Halberstam states as his thesis, were mean times ready to happen. The Democrats had been in power for twenty years, and Americans were ready for a change in leadership. Young men returning from fighting in World War II hoped to return to a peaceful America devoid of conflict, desiring to start their life in a world that was safe for democracy. The years of FDR and then Truman saw the turbulence of the Depression and war, and Republicans urged war hero Dwight Eisenhower to join their party and run for President in 1952. Eisenhower, known as Ike, did not necessarily want the job. He was older at he time, in his sixties, and would be the last president born in the 19th century. Although Ike served admirably in World War II, as an elder statesman he was ready to settle down; however, he saw it as his duty to his country to run for President, and along with Senator Richard Nixon, defeated Adlai Stevenson, who Americans saw as too intellectual. The peacetime age of Ike began in 1952, but, according to Halberstam, Americans only remember the decade as peaceful due to the idyllic images transmitted on an upcoming medium: television. By the mid 1950s, many Americans owned a television, and during the first decade that television overtook radio as the favored broadcast medium, images were sanitized. An older president without glasses, nuclear families on sitcoms, early commercials for American cars. Americans of a certain age remember the Nelsons, Leave it to Beaver, and Father Knows Best, families supposed to resemble the new normal albeit white American family. America in the age of Ike was not all cheery like the Cleaver family; turmoil brewed below the surface, and only those astute enough to recognize it saw America on a crash course toward a generational gap ready to explode a decade later.
While Ike lead the United States during peacetime and also established the nation’s highway system that allowed for more Americans to become mobile than ever before, he also lead the country during the early days of the Cold War. First Korea and then the decision whether or not to assist France in a country then known as Indochina. In the first part of the decade, Senator Joseph McCarthy sought to weed out any American known to have ties to communism. The red scare was real, each country a domino that could fall to the Soviets or China. Following the fall of McCarthy, Secretary of State Allen Dulles lead many military coups against countries that may or may not have had communist leanings. First in Irán, then in Guatemala, and later in the decade in Cuba, Americans supported uprisings that lead to American installed governments in these second and third world countries. These countries would be at the time safe from communism. Meanwhile the race with the Soviets toward nuclear superiority continued. Having successfully demonstrated the power of the atomic bomb in World War II, the government pressured scientists to develop a hydrogen bomb immensely more powerful. Lead physicist Robert Oppenheimer balked at the idea and eventually lost government clearance to continue with his life’s work. Oppenheimer was a poet who happened to be a gifted physicist. He lost clout in favor of Edward Teller who developed the hydrogen bomb, which lead to the world’s citizens fearing s nuclear war for decades to come. The Cold War had started. America was not as peaceful as the images transmitted over television waves.
Veterans returned to start families. Many took advantage of the GI Bill and attended college. The new middle class was more upwardly mobile than ever before. Families who before lived in the city moved to homes in the newly established suburbs, the first being Levittown in Long Island, New York. For a menial fee, veterans paid for a home and could live with their family in comfort. Engineers developed modern appliances made to make life easier. Families could watch television, shop at early malls such as Green Acres, and eat at McDonald’s, which first opened in 1955. Families with a little more means took vacations in the family car, usually built by General Motors in Detroit, Michigan, and could stay at a Holiday Inn hotel where kids stayed for free. At home, families watched television, went to the drive in movie, and enjoyed luxuries for minimal prices before the days of inflation. The men worked and women ran the home. Children had the choice of many friends due to the baby boom, and life, as Halberstam stated earlier, was idyllic. Boys had paper routes and joined Boy Scouts. Girls learned to sew and joined Girl Scouts. Moms helped at the PTA at school. The most trouble one could get into was being late for supper following a baseball game that ran long. Life in America suburbia appeared to be hunky dory for the generation bettering themselves following War World II.
Just as politically the United States set itself up for the next decade of international conflict, on the domestic front things were not always as cheerful as “baseball, hot dogs, apple pie, and Chevrolet.” African Americans who fought in World War II returned home and started to demand equal rights. Jackie Robinson successfully integrated Major League Baseball in 1947, and Martin Luther King Jr saw Robinson as an early crusader for civil rights. In 1954 the Brown vs Board case made it to the Supreme Court, and the justices ruled that separate was not equal. The movement sprang up overnight and gained traction when Rosa Parks would not give up her seat on the bus. In this new age of television, images of southern white supremacy broadcast on sets around the nation. Americans in all sections of the country saw the plight of African Americans with their own eyes. Southern blacks continued the great migration north and west in search of better life in northern cities. Halberstam cites basketball star Bill Russell, whose family migrated to California, but this was the reality for thousands of African Americans until the passage of the Civil Rights Act a decade later. Halberstam ends his section on Civil Rights by discussing the formation of the race beat in northern newspapers, of which he took part as a young man. He cited the integration of Little Rock, Arkansas schools in 1958 and how television and newspapers used their platforms to publicize the movement, which lead to the turbulent events of the 1960s. Starting with Robinson and then Parks, the movement gained steam during the peaceful 1950s, which were not as peaceful as they seemed.
Women and teenagers were not always happy either. Women who worked in factories during World War II returned home to be housewives, often in suburbia. Many were not happy with their lot in life but saw this reality as their current ststion. Living the reality of Mrs Cleaver, women at times pined for a life more fulfilling than supporting their husbands. Betty Friedan wanted to write and after years of research published The Feminine Mystique in 1963. After taking a backseat to civil rights during the 1960s, women would demand equal rights to men during the heated women’s rights movement of the 1970s. Teenagers also had new heroes thanks to television, movies, and music. Willie Mays made baseball look graceful as did Jim Brown on the football field. Marlon Brandon and James Dean were teenage rebel heartthrobs on the silver screen, and Joe DiMaggio and Marilyn Monroe experienced one of America’s more publicized celebrity romances. Sex began to sell both in pop culture and with the advent of the birth control pill. No one person personified the generation gap more so than Elvis Presley, whose sultry looks and new rock and roll sounds captivated a nation. Big band and swing were out. Rock and roll was in, and teenagers began to clamor for these new sounds, and more and more musical stars and bands produced the soundtrack of an era. The segue to the 1960s had begun.
Halberstam’s denouement leads up to the Kennedy-Nixon debates during the 1960 presidential race. Ike never wanted to be president. The war hero desired to be known as a man of peace and hoped to end his term with a nuclear test ban treaty, ending the arms race and stabilizing the Cold War. This never happened, and as Ike left office, he left with the pentagon still planning the ill fated Bay of Pigs invasion, leaving this debacle in the hands of the next president. Ike’s generation born in the 1890s was out of touch with the new American. Both Kennedy and Nixon served during World War II and were young enough to be Ike’s sons. Ike saw the debates on television and believed that the moral fiber of society deteriorated overnight. Between Castro ninety miles away in Cuba and the civil rights movement lead by Martin Luther King gaining steam on a daily basis, the next president would have his hands full as he lead the United States into the 1960s, an age marked by the Cold War, space race, arms race, civil rights, and a generational gap marked by music and television that would explode by the decade’s end. The idyllic 1950s of the Cleavers, Father Knows Best and to a certain extent I Love Lucy transitioned to that of the Partridge Family, the Patty Duke Show, and later the Brady Bunch. The peaceful 1950s exploded into the turbulent 1960s.
When I note that I believe I was born a generation too late, I pine for the wholesomeness of the 1950s, when all images appeared peaceful. Kids could walk to a drug store and buy a fountain drink, and the most important debate was whether the Yankees or Dodgers would win the World Series in a given year. That place just over the Brooklyn Bridge or Rogers Park or Hill Valley, California are the images I think of when I imagine the 1950s. It was a decade where a kid could play stickball in the streets and experience countless entertainment for mere cents before the age of inflation. It was the decade where things really were as American as “baseball, hotdogs, apple pie, and Chevrolet,” a commercial that my dad still sings on key. David Halberstam came into adulthood during the 1950s. He was a good fifteen years older than my parents and saw the world from a more mature lens. As a college graduate, he experienced the race beat first hand, and these experiences shaped who both he and the decade would become for him. Halberstam was one of the best that we had before an auto accident took him before his time. Some journalists say he was G-D. His work still ranks among the best and brightest. This ode to the 1950s has lead me to re-examine if I really would have loved to be a kid during that decade. While the times appeared rosy and wholesome, the 1960s had to have emerged from somewhere, and that somewhere was the 1950s, as described by Halberstam, as a time thrilling to be alive as younger generations waited for the world to explode.
*5 star read*