If you could somehow magically go back in time and get transported to Brady World circa 1972 as a permanent guest in the Brady home would you? You would be treated as part of the family but would have access only to things that existed in 1972--so no cell phones, computers, internet, video games, etc. Time would never advance so it would forever be 1972. I would do it in a second!
God created the domestic cat so that humans could know what it's like to caress the tiger
So-- I get to go back in time and be the age I am now, but living in the Brady House? Would I have my own room? Or would I get the attic? Would I be a freeloader or would I have a job?
I've already lived through 1972 and it wasn't that great. Really. Every single night was Vietnam. Everyone hated Nixon. The Munich Olympics were a bloody horror show. Women were treated like sh!t. We only had seven (!) TV channels.
Now if you amended your suggestion so time did not stand still and I could buy stock with the advance knowledge of which sectors would be successful --- and then return to 2016, well then I would do that. Also I could tell John Lennon to watch out on 12/8/80 so he wouldn't be shot. I could tell John Paul II to stay home on 5/13/81, so he wouldn't get shot. I could tell James Brady to keep Ronald Reagan home on 3/30/81 so they both wouldn't get shot.
___________________________________ Never say never...
Yep. People tend to remember the past with rose colored glasses, at least as regards their childhood (if they had a happy one). I was born at the very end of 1968, so was just a little too young to remember much of the year 1972. But I have very happy memories of the years shortly following that. But I was a kid, and had the innocence of kids -- and this was before helicopter parents became a thing, so my friends and I spent a lot of time out and about in our neighborhood. It was a happy time.
I'm sure for my parents it was different. Bills, work, the gas crisis of the 1970s, the malaise era, stagflation, etc. etc. As a kid, naturally most of that wasn't even on my radar. Yeah, if I had to go back and be a kid a again, 1972 would be fine. As an adult, I'm not so sure.
As the saying goes, "The Good Old Days... weren't."
I think the good old days sentiment comes from just wanting to be young again. Don't get me wrong, I'd like to be 28 again, but most things are better today.