I remember my fifth grade teacher who had come back from Vietnam in time to teach our class for the year. He told us stories about 'Nam every day.
I remember my first slow dance to "Cherish" in Nancy L's garage with her big brother when I was about seven years old.
I remember Maynard G Krebs
and I had a banana bike. :P
I remember PF Flyers and the original Keds and Chuck Taylors a few years later.
Hell, I remember when the first Camaros hit the street.
I remember Shake-a-Pudding.
I remember when hemi engines and Roadrunners were the shit.