Just because you knew your way around Downstate Medical and Kings County, did not mean you were an expert around Prospect Park and Park Slope.
Again bicycles were not run-of-the-mill in Brooklyn. If not, the piece of land in between the Botanical Gardens and Prospect Park would have looked like the Tour-de-France. Clarkston and Rogers were worlds unto themselves, and people hardly walked to work or school. They were no gypsy cabs, at that time.
But only Google maps took you, against traffic, to Marcy projects and the Navy Stockyards.
Unless your family went to Manhattan beach in the summer, you did not see the water.
Likewise a house built in the '30's was a new house. You had to travel the backside of the park to see a Brownstone. Not everything was close to Flatbush.
And everyone was a foodie. Just stop by McDonald's in the Seventies to order a vanilla shake with a regular hamburger. New York fast food would not serve ketchup on their burgers until the nineties, and milkshakes automatically came malted. We were spoiled, and a cheeseburger was a luxury.