I enjoyed my share of Bugs Bunny and the Road Runner (I always rooted for the coyote.). I watched Land of the Lost, every week, and cringed every time the Sleestaks came around (and I never figured out how they could sit down, considering each had a horn sticking out of his back side). I remember a show called Sigmund and the Sea Monsters, in which a boy (the same actor who played Jody on Family Affair) befriended a seaweed-covered monster turned good (much to the consternation of his family).
Even at that time, I understood that, even with superpowers, these heroes needed each other. They relied on each other, and they supported one another when circumstances turned against them. While one hero was right for a particular task, other events called for the skills of another on the team. And even the more immature Wonder Twins could get in on the action.
The Super Friends were based at the Hall of Justice (which I figured was somewhere in Washington, DC), and they had a crime computer long before the National Security Administration started listening to all our phone calls.I didn't know what justice was, but I understood the difference between good and bad. I didn't know what that sculpture was in the front of the Hall of Justice, but I understood what it stood for. I knew that Batman and Robin relied on their abilities to outsmart their adversaries, that Superman worked hard to overcome challenges, that Aquaman filled a niche like no other, and Wonder Woman always traveled light, but carried the right tools. They worked together, and they complemented each other. Where one was weak, another was strong.