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- Oahu, North Polynesia
Very interesting discussion. I’d say my earliest memories, from the early 1960s, are black and white. But color seeps in by the end of the 60s. Although I remember being at my grandparents house to watch the moon landing as being in black and white (as was the TV event), I also vividly remember the colors of my brother’s uniform when he left for Vietnam.