WHERE have all the heros gone?

I'm a babyboomer...having lived in America's golden age. I lived and died with the Yankees. I played Little League. Had a wicked curve and could run down a fly ball in the tradition of Willie Mays. Yes I know those heros were less than we made them but it was great stuff. I played baseball in the streets, in a rodeo arena and had a full game pitching off my front porch. Each step represented a certain pitch or hit. Entire games were played. I wore out many a broom sticks batting rocks...yes a few windows. In my real time I threw an All-Star 1 hitter and won another game with a 2 run homer. We were so poor but we didn't know any better. Those were the times.