I was of the hippie generation. We trusted no one over 30. That is a well known fact. The Pranksters and the Beatniks (and their particular brand of counter culture) were more a small break away from the norms of the Greatest Generation. We far outnumbered them in our own generation.
Do you think everyone told you their real age?
Guess you just had to be there.
I was.
Oh really? Well then, you’d know you could pretty much tell who was who.
I was a teen ager in Miami during the Cuban Missile Crisis (1962) & the Summer of Love (1967). In my 70’s now.
Well great… so was I. And so am I.
Not many 30 year olds could pass for 18.
Remember this? https://youtu.be/gbwkZnNWUPo?si=SKJ83Ws7c8ZRx226