Hokie, I was born in 1961 and I honestly believe those of us who were able to grow up in the sixties and graduate HS in the 70s had the last best opportunities to really be kids - free and easy, the whole neighborhood wide open, no worries about abductions and all that, and people sat out on their porches. And, faintly, one could hear the strains of 'Somebody To Love' by the Airplane wafting town from some teenage hippie girl's bedroom........