Maybe the 40's were my favorite years. Carefree childhood pursuits.Pearl Harbor was bombed when I was 9. The start of the war years with rationing , black outs, War stamps, Victory gardens, stars in the windows. War is horrible but for a child, early teen, pretty exhilarating. Living in San Francisco. All those cute sailors in their bell bottoms.
Well.... I guess it depends on what each of us remembers as the good times.... huh...
I love listening to good music.... and for me good music means the 60's and the 80's...
What breaks the tie for me is being a teenager in the 60s.... it was such a volatile time and yet bittersweet in how so much innocense was lost during those times....