One good thing about being old is we lived through the muscle car era (relativity cheap small cars with big motors, for me Hudson, Olds, hemi came to be) guns hanging in the rear window, no drugs other than beer, women that enjoy the good times (besides sex, like drinking and some could drink their fair share), time of innocent's, racing on airport road (and many with whatever you had, got beat one time by a Nash Ramble with my SS Chevy), ass kicking behind the school after school let out or that fight between towns and that is why one went to the other town, maybe that ass getting by the teacher and some hot teachers teaching, rock and roll came to be and one could understand the words, am radio, no computers and i still have my slide rule, 2 or 3 channels with no remote, 4-H and FFA with that field trip in the woods and all that it brought, first kiss being a big thing, parents did not buy the beer and one had to find a bootlegger, cops took your beer and told you to go home, could tell the difference in cars by their looks, cap guns and i have a few yet including double holster RR, no AR, big thing when one got their first 22, mine was a single shot which did not last long as i got a 121 Remington and still have, my first car a 52 Buick Super for $50 and sold for $25. ect help me out.
But being young, a period of innocents without today's problems kids now have and will have, a girl was a girl and a boy was a boy, not hard to tell the difference and only a girl made it stiff. db