In 1980, I was an unemployed construction engineer working odd jobs to make ends meet. Fortunately, I was in my my mid 20’s with just myself to worry about. I spent my spare time walking the neighborhoods of Maricopa County handing out Reagan campaign literature.
I did that in 1984. I went to an apartment complex with my bags of literature. I ran into a guy who looked like a hippy. He asked, "You got stuff for Ronald Reagan?" I said yes and he took my bag and said, "Cool, thanks." I did not expect that from a hippy. Right after that I turned a corner and bumped into and old guy and he yelled at me for passing out "that crap."
I didn't know I wasn't supposed to be dropping stuff off at an apartment complex, it was just on my list. But, the difference between the hippy and the old guy just seemed weird.