When I was 8 years old, my mother took us on a long trip by train to southern California to say goodbye to an elderly great aunt who was dying. One of my memories is of seeing many people camping in tents on the beaches. When we moved to California some years later, I noticed no one camped on the beach any more. I asked my uncle why. He said the police had banned it because it was too dangerous ... too many robberies, rapes, murders.
I can understand why some folks long for the past.