Seems to me, the stories focused on Batman being a hero...a SUPER-hero. Fighting the bad guys, saving the innocent, and using his brain to track down clues and work out mysteries. Superheroes back then were somewhat magical.
They were a pinnacle that we couldn't achieve. They were always up on that pedistal, always to be looked up to. It was the fantasy, that thing to aspire to but never reach.
I miss those superheroes.
Today, we get EMO, dark and moody. And just as broken as the rest of us. We get reality, in a sense, as no one can be so flawless. It seems some people like that; and in all honesty, I get enjoyment from these new stories, too. They are entertaining. I just miss that fantasy, that escapism, that came as a 10 year old reading a comic. And I'm a little sad that my son won't get to experience that as well.
So here's my tribute to that great era of comics, and a hope that someday we can return to it.