The only thing that was any good was the music. The rest of the "culture" was garbage. A lot of "principled" young men whose real and guiding principle was saving themselves from the draft. And annoying young women who thought they knew more than anyone else and were so much better than their elders who had worked their tails off to give them a life of leisure. This was not "my generation" just a bunch of people who were born in the same period of time; that's all I and millions of others share with them, Thank God.
The Sixties were the party, the Seventies were the hangover from the party, the Eighties and afterwards were people who went to the party wincing at the stupid stuff they'd done that night.
Hitting the nail on the head... I had no idea the sacrifices my parents had mad until I had to make them myself... in a much smaller proportion.