I think that what happened was that we told God to leave us alone. Bad idea, that.
Kids in fly over country were mostly in serious Sunday School and in then into the pew with parents for serious Church all Sunday mornings. No therapeutic warm and fuzzy churches then.
By the 60’s those of us raised in the wheat fields had still never even seen marijuana.
Our dads were WWII veterans and even my beautiful mother and gorgeous aunts were Rosie the Riveters, having traveled to the big cities where air bases held their men, during the week.
Religious people and no nonsense, but virtuous and hard working, patriotic. Our cattle ranch country and farmland education was the same.
All that mattered and America was Mega Great, until the frog began to boil and over time, much was shattered.