i am barely old enough to have experienced the 60s directly, but just the same i am too young to have had any fun back then, as i was just in single digits. i can remember watching a new series called star trek on our brand-new setchell-carlson color console tv set while hiding in the box it came in- the colors were fluorescent, unlike modern tv sets that have a more neutral color palette.
anyways, i liked the music, fashions, hair, and cars. almost as much as i liked the 70s which i WAS old enough to have a little fun in.
i wish i could get into the wayback machine with peabody & sherman and visit 'em a while. i guess i prefer the 2nd half of the 60s, '65-'69, that was the most happening period. it could also be that i was old enough to better remember that half of the 60s.
one of my early radio-listening memories was hearing a news report from the berkeley [california university system] campus about rampant pot-smoking by the students there, and in my little 4 year-old mind i pictured people going about with cookpot-handles hanging out of their mouths. i remember seeing pet clark on a monochrome tv broadcast singing "downtown", her big record at the time, and thinking she was cool and pretty. one day in '69 or whereabouts, riding in the rambler station wagon with my family, out the window we all saw some "hippies" walking down the side of the road as we drove by them slowly- my dad said they were smoking something that didn't look or smell like cigarettes or cigars out in the open, so my father castigated them using crude language, and my mother covered my not-so-virgin ears. the hippies gave him the finger back.
i am a hippie at heart but if i were of age back then, i certainly would not have enjoyed being drafted and sent to vietnam, or being screamed-at by folk like my father, to "go get a haircut ya GD'd long-haired hippy!" like he screamed at my older brothers. i remember lots of cigarette-smoking back then and the yucky stinky ashtrays at home and in most public places. and drive-in movies with hordes of station wagons parked next to those tinny speakers. a new and mysterious thing to young me, something called "the ratings system" - people talked about "x-rated" movies in hushed and giggly tones, it must've been quite a novelty.
it surely was a time, 40+ years long gone now and distant in most folks' memories.
tempus fugit, baby;+)