Hopefully, my reply to Imagine doesn’t get me in trouble. BTW, I had a set of wooden shaft clubs years ago (back when I played with Bobby Jones (I wish)). I traded them to a friend who wanted them for his son (he was a lefty at golf and someone gave him a nice, full set of right-handed clubs).
A lot of stuff was wrapped in paper back then up until about the mid to late 50s when things began to change – first gradually then faster and not always for the better. Even meat was wrapped in brown paper back then, milk was delivered to the house (used to have a milkbox on the porch), people still had furnaces than burned coal and wood (coal truck would come and dump the coal into the coal bin in the basement via a chute through the basement window), while TVs hit the market in the late 40s, , it wasn’t until the early 50s that people started buying them as they became affordable to the general public (we used to go downtown in the late 40s, early 50s and watch a TV in the furniture store window). It was a different, but a wonderful era during the 50s, and, yes, WWII had ended and the Korean War took place (and any male of age had to be concerned about the draft), and there were drills where kids hid under the desks in advent of an atomic attack by Russia, but overall, it was still a great time to grow up.
Unfortunately, they are beyond your ability to comprehend, which explains why you apparently lack the ability to discern the fiction your’s and others’ politicians tell you and take their word as gospel. I have no need to discuss this further with someone so clueless.
Or cartoon physics take place and the doors close on either his head or some part of his body and he gets stuck. (◠‿◠)