My father had World War II. I had the counterculture. I am 60 now, but my life was formed 40 years ago, and the things I went through then go far in defining who I am today. I don't want to be maudlin or foolishly sentimental about those days, but I would like to be a conduit for talking about the things that moved and changed many of us in the late 1960s. Photos will be posted. Please send your photos to me to share. No story will go untold, no comment will be altered, no photo re-touched.
I would love to have some old time freaks contribute to this discussion. Wannabe and young-time freaks welcome also.
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Fine. BE that way!
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