The Drifters James A Michener I was born in 1955, and therefore was a kid and young teenager in the sixties. (OK, Boomer.) In past years I frequently met up with people my age who who would tell me how they missed the sixties. I have never felt this way. I found them painful, at the time and equally so in memory. Yes we had the Beatles and civil rights legislation. And Vietnam and Four Dead in Ohio. It seemed like everyone was constantly angry and in a state of loudly expressed outrage, and a truly desperate and sincere feeling that those other folks were bringing us to destruction. In fact, no time in my experience was as upsetting and unpleasant as the sixties, until Donald Trump became president of the USA in 2021. Since then life in the USA has become miserable, but familiar. This is what the sixties felt like to me. I preface my review with that explanation because The Drifters portrays the way the sixties felt to a kid or teenager (or, at least, to me) better than any ...