Yeah, the decor was often, well, awful, but growing up in the 1970s was also a blast. The hippies of the 1960 had not yet become parents, which began the ruination of the generation which would follow. As a guy who grew up in the 70s I can tell you it was a magical time.
You rode your Schwinn Stingray, performed questionable stunts, experienced some scrapes, and learned how to play without fear of much of anything. You learned self-reliance. It was cool.
Take a look.