Ahhh! The good old days!
I'd love to be married to Ward Cleaver! June would run to him with a problem and he'd say: "Don't worry dear, I'll take care of it." She'd go on about her business knowing Ward was going to take care of it! Ward could handle anything from car trouble to fixing Wally's love life. SIGH!!!!!!!!! Ward took care of things, anything, everything and made it look easy.
Find me a guy like that & I'll happily meet him at the door with a martini and a twinke in my eye.
(But that staying out all night crap? Not going to happen. I spend hours making Beef Wellington with red wine sauce and parsley potatoes? He better come home and eat it!)