Maybe the Sixties were a time when America was at it's best - a time when society, civility and culture still mattered.
Television's Mad Men almost makes a homogeneous and misogynistic society seem ideal.
Drinking scotch, smoking cigars and chasing women may again become fashionable.
My grandparents would always offer to take me along on their summer tours of Europe, Africa, the Caribbean or the Holy Land.
But being too young to know better, I would always choose to stay home in the desert towns of Cali to play with my friends on those long hot summer days.
When I did decide to visit my grandparents here in Texas, I would always fly alone.
Back in those days a kid would get a big-ass cookie for being good, a metal pair of pilot's wings with the airline's logo emblazoned on them and a seat right behind the pilots and flight attendants.
Back in those days the flight attendants were slim and attractive and most wore just a bit too much makeup and perfume.
But the best part of each flight was the red lipstick on a kid's cheek and the smell of Chanel no.5 left after ones escort released him to the driver as she gave him a hug and a kiss.
(I often enjoyed the flights more than I did my stays in Texas.)
Now, ABC is planning to air Pan Am - a television series based on flight attendant set in the Sixties.