I spent a summer traveling around Europe, British Isles, and Scandinavia when I was in college, about 1973. A couple of weeks in France. I distinctly remember a difference in how we were regarded by the generations. Younger people neutral to positive to negative depending on the subject, but the older ones, the ones who remembered WWII and the Allied liberation, loved us. I can’t speak to what class they were, but I remember their appreciation and affection for Americans.
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