At the precise moment of Unix epoch start, I was sitting on my bed thinking that something very important was ending along with the decade of the 1960's. I had no particular reason to think that, and no idea just how true it would prove to be, but I was looking at my (analog) clock radio at the time and watched the top of the 4 o'clock hour pass.
It's weird what sticks with you. And even weirder looking at the house where I grew up and seeing how different it looks today. It looks like just a shelter rather than a home, utilitarian and unloved. The pool was less than two years old then and not green then, but the lawns were vibrant green. There were fruit trees in the back yard, ornamental trees in the front, and the rest was not "low maintenance" as it is now.
It seemed like such a good thing, getting rid of Nixon a few years later.