It's a nice sturdy booklet that was drawn up, printed, and distributed by the ____ School Association, whose name makes it sound like an unaffiliated parent-teacher organization. *
Can you imagine such a thing being circulated these days? Like, cuh-reepy! Invade my privacy much? Did you seriously just post my home phone to the whole school? I mean, really? -- letting other parents know we're divorced, really?
For yuks, I went to the website of this same ____ School Association (can't believe it still exists), and they don't mention anything about such a directory. Not that they'd post the thing online, but no mention of putting it together, distributing it, letting parents know how to get it, or referring to it at all.
Parents can't support one another without any means of contact, so the disappearance of such a directory shows how fragmented the community has become in just 20 years. Your kid is your business, and my kid is my business, and someone else's kid is their business. My kid isn't going to have any kind of social life, so why would he need to know any of his schoolmate's phone numbers or where they live? When they're in high school, they can get a Facebook account and interact with their peers online. I'll require them to make me a friend, so in effect he won't get to carry on any kind of interactions that I don't approve of.
In the good old days, children had an active social life -- I remember using the directory several times when I'd made a new friend at school and wanted to call them up to make plans to hang out. With the address info, you could totally stalk the boy or girl you had a crush on, though I don't remember anyone doing that or even talking / joking about it. We weren't that awkward around each other like kids are today.
More importantly, though, the parents were a lot more connected to each other. I'm sure they used that directory way more than their children. Growing up in the '80s and even the very early '90s, we enjoyed a lot more allo-mothering than children who grew up in helicopter parenting eras like the mid-century or Millennial periods.
Our older female kin, especially mother's sister and mother's mother, were there to help raise us a lot more than they are now (because of maternal paranoia, not an aversion among would-be allo-mothers). Hiring babysitters used to be common, and they often stayed with us for hours after school to keep us from falling into latchkey kid behavior.
And then there were all the other mothers in the neighborhood. They saw the neighborhood kids as everyone's responsibility and enjoyment. Hence inviting them to sleep over, hosting them at birthday parties, taking part in trick-or-treat on Halloween, and so on. Well, that less exciting "and so on" stuff involved keeping in touch with other parents. How else can they be each other's eyes and ears? I'm sure some used the directory to start gossiping, but gossiping has its place in policing communal norms. Not to mention in case of an emergency.
The Reagan and Bush years really were the height of communal involvement in child-rearing. How odd that history will associate the mid-'90s with the view that "it takes a village to raise a child." Most of the libs took away a bureaucratic and technocratic message from that book, while the new majority of pseudo-cons got their panties in a bunch about how it only takes a nuclear family to raise a child. Yeah, look where that got you, with your stunted and bratty Millennial spawn.
Actual face-to-face involvement from folks outside the home is too practical to appeal to today's ideological liberals, and too bond-building to appeal to today's cocooning conservatives.
* Something to keep in mind when you hear about declining PTA involvement during or after the 1960s -- they're missing all those local ones from the '70s and '80s that were not part of a national umbrella group. Why? Because the parent-teacher relationship doesn't scale up above the school or perhaps district level. Beyond the local level, it just becomes an abstract advocacy group, not a group that negotiates between actual parents and teachers.