I hear THAT!
I was too young in 68 to understand fully, what was going on. My older brother graduated HS in 69, off to college that fall. Kent State in 70, Dad and Bro arguing at the dinner table starting around May 9, 1970. I was in 5th grade and didn't fully understand the issues.
It wasn't until the mid 90s, working with some really great people that happened to be Vietnam Vets that I started to understand. Fast Forward to 1999, when I took a really excellent history class on Vietnam at Baldwin-Wallace College (it's probably gone full libtard by now, but it was Ok then). I learned a lot from many people.
A co-worker that was a Marine in Vietnam gave me a book that his CO wrote - basically a collection of his diary entries - that really told the story of what happened on and around Hill 55 during the war.
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All I knew was 68 was the worst year of my young life and things were never the same after it. King, Kennedy, DNC Convention, Johnson escalating the war in Vietnam. Green Acres out, All In The Family in. I mark it as the revolution. Little did I know all the hippie democrat commies at the time were merely the red diaper doper babies of the older generation of democrat.