I was rural born in 64 so I caught a glimpse. There was even still a soda fountain till I was 10 or 12 years old.
Born in 65, grew up in NY Adirondacks. Almost but not quite Leave it to beaver. Sure it had problems, but I miss that era.
My barometer is that what we did as kids ‘normally’ would get our families arrested for abuse/neglect/endangerment today.
How and why did so many of us survive I wonder...
I was born in 62. I too, saw glimpses of the remaining vestiges of the America once was. The big steel mills of Buffalo, a busy downtown bustling with shopping, movie theaters, and pedestrians. There is nary a city where downtown is nothing but a cavern of high rise office space. Busy by day, a ghost town by night. Everyone leaves the democRAT run shattered cities and their welfare war zones.
There were soda fountains in NYC and no riot gates on the stores up until about 1969.
Then the communists took control.
I remember my grandparents taking me to a soda fountain inside a drug store where we could get a one-scoop ice cream cone (scoop was the size of a basketball...no, really) for only ten cents.
It WAS a big scoop.