Did you have a "normal" childhood?

 When I was a tad in the 1950s, conformity was the norm.  "Being normal" was the norm.  We were living in an era of normalcy that's never been repeated.  Everyone had two or three kids.  Everyone was married.  You had four grandparents, and dad came home for dinner of an evening.  The world was nice, sane and predictable.


Well, that's what we were all told.


This was held universally.  The TV told us so, with every "normal family" sitcom.  Even the cartoons were normal nuclear families -- the Flintstones and the Jetsons were just like us.

Except that they weren't.  As I aged, I began to notice things like...

I had only one grandparent, an Orthodox rabbi. Dad was a mob lawyer, and didn't live with us. We saw him every Sunday night, when he'd take us kids out to dinner. On the night the first telecommunications satellite was launched, my father's car was blown up in our driveway. My mother was arrested for unpaid parking tickets, ending up on the front page of the newspaper. Mom was epileptic. She'd been expelled from college when they found out. I was legally blind. I was run over by a car. Another time I was hospitalized with a concussion. We had a wall of books, over 1000 volumes. None of this was normal. Hell, it was out of the norm that my sister and I were twins! But I was convinced, nevertheless, that we were just like everybody else. Did you have a "normal" childhood? If not, when did you notice?
AlextheKay is as normal as a Summer snowfall

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