11-22-63

I've started reading Stephen King's 11-22-63.  I'm not very far into it yet, but the protagonist goes from 2011 back to 1958.  I was 11 years old then.  He finds that things taste better.  This is one of the things I keep griping about.  Food doesn't taste as good as it used to.  He found gas selling for 19 cents a gallon.  I can remember in the 60's gas selling for 17 cents a gallon during a gas war.  I could fill up my car for a dollar.  And still my daddy would say that when he was little a nickel looked like a wagon wheel.