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Krisles
Found that a nice post to read.
Bless
Regards
posted by
UncharteredSoul
on November 8, 2007 at 7:03 AM
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Krisles
Boy, how these memories of yours revive my own - what a time it was, there was a strange and sweet innocence pervading that whole period, drugs, love and flowers, and of course music - but also, a friend of mine thought he could fly, and took to the air, off a viaduct, and there were others whose bad trips with their consequences sometimes cast a pall over things, a reminder that maybe we had things to learn...
We were even 'doing up' in seminars at the university (in those days we were allowed to smoke in seminars at the prof's discretion), and I remember one very nice old prof, who knew a lot about his field but not much about the world outside, remarking about the 'strange cigarettes' we were smoking...
posted by
Nautikos
on November 7, 2007 at 7:42 PM
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I miss Howdy Doody....
posted by
Offy
on November 7, 2007 at 5:35 PM
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Krislis
I think this is a beautifully courageous post. I had grown children in that time. Things have changed so very much.
posted by
Justi
on November 6, 2007 at 7:50 PM
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Very true ! God will bless and take care of your daughter !
posted by
afzal50
on November 6, 2007 at 5:31 PM
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krisles
posted by
richinstore
on November 6, 2007 at 4:23 PM
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Krisles
Fascinating post. Took me back with you to the times (although I go far back). I so relate to what you say about the feeling of it being worse to be protected and bad than to be good and "caught". Times have definitely changed a bit.
posted by
TAPS.
on November 6, 2007 at 2:36 PM
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Great post!
posted by
FineYoungSinger
on November 6, 2007 at 1:50 PM
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