This might be off topic, but this is something I think on all the time. My nightly viewing lately has been My Favorite Martian, a show that premiered a good 10 years before I was born; heck, my parents were teens!!! Everyone knows what a nut I am about The Beverly Hillbillies as well as other shows of the 50's and 60's. I am the world's biggest Hank Williams fan; I actually have uploaded rare stuff to YouTube of his that has never saw the light of day on LP or CD, but has been passed around among collectors over the years. I have a ton of Bing Crosby, Andrews Sisters, big band, and Hank Williams 78 rpm records. I still have a huge shelf full of 8-track tapes. Yet I'm only 42 years old. I know the "good ole days" probably weren't all that good from the way my parents have talked, but I feel like that's where I belong sometimes. Does anyone else feel that way?