Remember back in the days, when you heard one of your parents or any other grown-up say “when I was young…”? What was your reaction to this sentence back then?
I remember that I usually took a deep breath and thought “here we go again…” expecting a long monologue about who times were different, most probably much harder, and how that person had to suffer but still pulled through. Or then there was a monologue about how much better those times were then. Or then they looked back to the days they were younger, with some sort of “if I could only go back to those days” sentiment.