Thanks for the recommendations Nords. :-)
I was in the process of typing that exact sentence, when I got a warning to check a fresh post, prior to posting. So, thanks again, Nords!
Fascinating topic. I'm was born hanging on the tail of the baby boom. I grew up in a town that looked like a set from a 50's sitcom. A few miles from the steel plant, and quickly erected as the boys returned from the war. Miles of identical cape cods, white picket fences, the whole scene. I left at eighteen, deeply aware of the fraud. Town cops that would kick your ass for entertainment. Deeply hidden violence in families, substance abuse, and racism. Success was worshiped, poverty was strictly limited to the other side of the tracks. Actually diversity was prominent. Every other year, some upper crust family would rent a black kid for the year. Or, to be more PC, they would sponsor a child from Africa, for a year. So typically we had a single minority kid in a school of 800 students.
We also had the bizarre interaction of being adjacent to the "club". A massive private enclave of steel company execs. who ran their own fenced kingdom where they lived, played, ignored their children, schemed to crush their employees, and screwed the babysitter.
Ah, fond recollections of the good ole' days.
"Golly Ward, you're awful rough on the Beaver" LOL