Whatever happened to the Jetsons?

I’m an author of fantasy and romance, but one day I hope to write science fiction, so it’s a habit of mine to explore ideas about what the future might be. Yesterday, however, my musing triggered a sudden, sharp excursion into the past – a memory of my father, way back in the sixties, saying “When you’re my age, you’ll be living like the Jetsons. Life will be all about leisure time and travel. Holidays! People will have lots of holidays.” He was convinced that everything labor-intensive in hi...