All true. I was born in the '50s and grew up like everyone else in America in a world without ubiquitous, narcotizing electronic entertainment, scheduled playtime, or hovering "helicopter parents".
Our heroes were still heroic.
We learned to use our minds and our imaginations.
There were winners and losers in our games. We learned to be gracious in victory and how to get over defeat.
We were free to screw up, and we did sometimes, but we were also encouraged to learn from the consequences.
And supporting us always were the essential institutions of society, not yet devalued or destroyed: families, neighborhoods, communities, churches, synagogues, fraternal organizations, and charities.