Stuck in the 1960's.

My families first visits to Arizona were in the mid 1960's the first winter for just a couple of weeks, the second winter I went to the first grade in Phoenix.  

When I was in Phoenix last month, I took a drive out to South Mountain.  It was one of the drives I remember from my childhood.  When I arrived at the parking area of the lookout, the lot was filled with mid 1960's Ford Falcons.  I wondered if I had passed through a wrinkle in time and landed back in 1965.  It was a car club, out for their Sunday drive.  A wonderful flashback.