I was born in 1962 but I do have a few memories of growing up in a Chicago suburb:
Along with my classmates, singing "Nixon, Nixon, he's our man. Humphrey's in the garbage can!" during the run up to the 1968 election. We had no idea what we were talking about. :)
My mom getting dressed up to go out with my dad--she'd be wearing this long white non-sleeved dress with little round mirrors all over it. She had her hair done in a French Twist and spent a lot of time in front of her Clairol lighted mirror to get ready (you could mimic the dimmed lighting of a restaurant to see what you'd look like)
People had cocktails in the evening. They also drove drunk and thought it was funny! They joked about it. IIRC there were even greeting cards addressing the issue humorously.
Watching the Lone Ranger on black and white tv (this may have been a bit later than the 60s).
That's all I can remember for now!
You forgot watching Ray Raynor on WGN and Garfield Goose with Fraiser Thomas and then Bozo's Circus was on the air, with the grand prize game and the grand march to end it. We'd turn the sound way down so we wouldn't have to take a nap. But mom always knew we were up to something when we got quiet.
Then there were the John Wayne and Elvis movies at the drive in theater.
Sunday night on cbs was the Ed Sullivan show. I remember the Beatles 1st time, mom liked the music but dad said they needed haircuts. And I had to go to bed after Topo Gigo the mouse came on.
Riding in my dad's 64 yellow impala 2 door and learning fractions fetching him wrenches, and learning to cuss watching him work with said wrenches. Getting spanked by mom when I told her the GD carb was f'ed up on my pedal car.
Just a few pre 65 memories