1963 or 2015?
The beauty of black and white photography is that it can’t always be defined by a time period, which allows the essence of humanity to be viewed “off the clock”.
It transcends time.
Black and white photography is filtered thru my soul, not my vision, to create a feeling.
I took this photo in 2015, in Pacific Beach, California.
When I saw it, instead of seeing maybe a funny shot of a woman giving a disapproving look to her husband in the distance, I thought of late Aunt.
My childhood summers on Cape Cod. I had certainly seen this same look before as a child, with hands on hips!
The black and white visual is so “clean” and free of “noise” that it translates directly to memory.
Only defined by the scope of your experience, not time.