The 60s

“Somewhere along the way, Nash, like many of us, got old. But that hope never did.”

https://www.sltrib.com/opinion/commentary/2019/08/11/leonard-pitts-woodstock/

In my life, the 60s & 70s was a very special time. … Flattop & burr … to hair. Latin- memorizing altar boy to knowledge-seeking skeptic. Wannabe priest/military pilot to wannabe social justice/ecological activist toward pacfism (Positively Ethical Applied Community Ecology/PEACE). Young patriot to a mostly life-long protester involved in pragmatic idealistic change of Eaarth for the better … for ALL, including other species. Disciplined competition to alcohol-liberating adventures (I never got really comfortable with marijuana … and didn’t try any social drugs other than alcohol & marijuana.). A breaking away from the chains of the 50s, Dad, Devine, Texas, the U.S., and The Church.
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[Obviously, I guess, … I’m not trying to paint a picture of gruel to peaches & cream. Moreover, much of this is a “normal” progression from childhood to adolescence to adulthood* (*if such really occurs, especially in today’s world amongst a majority of We Haves).

And I do have a special & deep love for Dad, Devine, Texas, the U.S., and The Church!]

pbm

[ 7 Ss / VV->^^ ]

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https://www.sltrib.com/opinion/commentary/2019/08/11/leonard-pitts-woodstock/

“Somewhere along the way, Nash, like many of us, got old. But that hope never did.”

 

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