PERPLEXING CONVERSATION I KIND OF PARTICIPATED IN WHILE GETTING COFFEE AT A DOWNTOWN COFFEE SHOP YESTERDAY
Scene: A downtown coffee shop near the screening room. Elvis' "One Night" is playing.
Players: A woman in her mid-'60s, a barista who looks to be about 18-years-old (or maybe she was 12; she looked really young), me.
Woman: Who is this singing?
Barista: It's Elvis.
Woman: Oh, I didn't recognize him.
Barista: Yeah, this is when he was young.
Me: I think this is from around 1957.
Barista: Yeah, it's before he got good. His voice was all scratchy.
Woman: The '50s. The '50s were wonderful to have lived through.
Barista: Yeah, I've always wanted to. You could do anything.
Woman: No, not really. Not then. Parents still kept an eye on their children. In the '60s...
Barista: Yeah, that's what I was thinking of. In the '60s you could do anything. That would have been great.