Dads Through The Decades
We’ve been thinking about dads. While no two dads are exactly alike, our memories of them – what they looked like, what we watched together, the music they played in the car – are a product of their time.
With that in mind, we embarked on our Dads Through The Decades project, asking you to share your memories of your Dad in the decade of your youth.
Those stories (combined with a few of our own) are helping us to create some fantastic paper doll style illustrations of ‘Dad’ stretching back from the ‘00s to the ‘50s – just in time for Father’s Day.
Meet ’60s Dad
‘60s Dad had a tough job. The arrival of the baby boomer generation meant that teenagers ran the show.
With things starting to swing and revolution in the air, ‘60s Dad found himself raising you in a world awash with new possibilities, new sounds, and new styles.
‘60s Dad treated almost everything like a formal occasion. He even wore a suit and tie to the beach… with rolled up trousers so that he could paddle in the shallows.
He was a hardworking man who had come of age during World War II. He could be a little strict at times, but he was also a dab hand at making the most of whatever he had. No tear in your clothes went unpatched, and nothing in the kitchen went to waste. ‘60s Dad was a resourceful jack-of-all-trades.
He didn’t exactly approve of miniskirts, and he was totally baffled by young men growing their hair long and letting their beards go wild.
He did his best to get you tickets to see The Beatles at the peak of their powers. Even if he did think The Rolling Stones were ‘making a racket’ and completely misheard the lyrics to ‘Barbara Ann’.
He was sure that none it was “real music” and stuck to his old favourites. Given the chance, he would put on Jim Reeves or Frank Sinatra and exercise his inner crooner.
‘60s Dad could still have fun, though. He was partial to showing you that he still had some moves and could “twist again” with Chubby Checker. He put his heart and soul into dancing around the garden as Baloo to your Mowgli, singing to you about ‘The Bare Necessities’. And, “c’or blimey guv’nor”, he definitely did a better Cockney accent than Dick van Dyke in Mary Poppins.
You could hear him laughing from anywhere in the house at Steptoe & Son. But when you introduced him to Monty Python, he was convinced The Goon Show had been better.
He was a Rock ‘Em Sock ‘Em Robots heavyweight champion and an artistic genius at creating a masterpiece on your Etch-a-Sketch.
He marvelled at the world of tomorrow that he saw onscreen when you watched Star Trek and Thunderbirds. And he was speechless and teary-eyed when humanity’s real life exploration of “the final frontier” saw Neil Armstrong take “one small step” onto the Moon.
He may have cheered louder than the entire Wembley crowd when Geoff Hurst completed his hat trick and England won in ‘66.
All in all, you were pretty groovy, ‘60s Dad. Peace!