NYC, late 70’s, while walking down Madison Ave, in the mid sixties, I spotted two well groomed little lads about ten years of age exiting the bus. Both wearing private school blazers, gray trousers laden with huge backpacks. Both had their deluxe day planners out, puzzling out their schedules for a free day to get together. Just so damned sad to watch.
Funny, too, in a way. Those are the kind of kids you see on Chopped Junior (a cooking show featuring rich kids) and you just want to slap them upside the head!