Different time periods have their own aura. The Roaring ‘20s bring to mind flappers, the ‘50s big cars, poodle skirts and slicked back hair. The early ‘70s had their own look, a look that was distinct in the Vancouver of that era. My view of Vancouver was that of an outsider gradually becoming an insider, a believer in people’s inherent good becoming a questioner of motives.
A dose of skepticism can be helpful in life. I am sure that many an ancestor has found that it helped them through trying times.
I am still checking out some information for the next round of posts and will get things rolling in the next few days.