” ... all of the horrible, tragic things that happened in 1968 (Chicago convention riots, RFK assassination, MLK assassination, more riots, Soviet invasion of Czechoslovakia, etc. etc.) ‘My God, how did my parents ever survive THAT?’”
I was in college at the time, struggling with organic chemistry. Surviving that class, and a break-up with my girlfriend at the time, seemed more important to me than the national and international turmoil. I think most of us take that attitude. Life’s personal ups and downs are in the forefront, and everything else is largely background noise.