Based on all the conversations between my mom, aunts and their friends I eavesdropped on and letters/cards belonging to my mom and grandmother as a kid, it is clear that type of innocence was just for one’s public persona-my generation and later are just more open about what really goes on-and that is fine with me-what you know can be dealt with...
I was a kid in the 50s and early 60s. We were kept sheltered (as was the entire society) from a degraded culture that emphasized sexuality above all else. It was pure heaven.