I am extremely proud to be of my generation. I've been rebellious all of my life and I was born at the perfect time for it.
My own kids covered their ears and said "I don't want to hear it," when I would reminisce about the late 60s/early 70s.
Of course, by the time I was 22 or so, it was out of my system, but I've done my part by steadfastly clinging to my belief that my life would not be defined by my kids and never stopping my career. Oh yeah, and my DH staying home with the kid for half a year, in 1983 caused quite a commotion. Frankly, these things seemed more important to me than others. I hate the holier than thou attitude some of my neighbors have. It's like reverse snobbery.