High school class of '58. Loved Elvis, Mom hated him "he was disgusting!". We had Sock Hops, played bridge, hat, heels hose and gloves outside the house, especially for church. Ballerina length gowns for dances, drive-ins were no-no's, chocolate cokes, May D & F in Denver, the old ferry to Coronado, CA. (no bridge back then). Ah, I could go on and on.