I am 51, born in 1966. I remember visiting my grandparents in colby ks, visiting the coast hardware store looking at all the buck and case knives in a standup display that was lined in red felt. Remember bazooka joe's bubble gum, Nehi soda, walking the the street with my bb gun on my way to the undeveloped land north of the house and a police officer would not have gave it a second look.
Drive in movies, Ben franklin's five and dime, green stamps, my dad's delta 88 oldsmobile, and having tang for breakfast. Most of the kids wore tuff-skin jeans from sears, rode banana seat bikes, and if they had a dollar they were rich. I remember being chased by golf course security after being caught fishing in the ponds after dark, the police that caught up with us were laughing and sent us home. I also remember when the police would take you home after catching you doing something wrong and then taking you to your parents, the whole time wishing you were going to kids detention, lol.
I remember when kids were allowed to be kids, today's children, especially those living in urban areas are being cheated.