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FIRE Continued from page 6                                                       terey Pop Festival was in June of
                                                                                         1967, and do you remember these
                                                                                         names?  The Grateful Dead, Jimi
                                                                                         Hendrix, Grace Slick, Janice Jop-
                                                                                         lin, Big Brother and the Holding
                                                                                         Company?  All those bands were
                                                                                         at Monterey.

                                                                                         Fifty years ago, we did not have
                                                                                         home computers.  There were no
                                                                                         cell  phones.    We  had  one  black
                                                                                         and  white  television.    Many  of
                                                                                         today’s teenagers cannot imagine
                                                                  a life without computers or cell phones or multiple high defini-
                                                                  tion color televisions.  Those of us who have a little gray hair
                                                                  remember what it was like, and we remember it fondly.  So let’s
                                                                  go back to 1967, and I’ll tell you some things that I remember as
                                                                  a 15 year old teenager that may elicit some of your own memo-
                                                                  ries.  Hopefully, you can share with your kids or grandkids.
                                                                  My  brother  and  I  were  about
                                                                  three years apart.  The poor guy
                                                                  was just overmatched in every-
                                                                  thing  we  did.    My  dad  bought
                                                                  him  boxing  gloves,  so  we  put
                                                                  them on and I went down on my
        waiting on a rental home the insurance company has agreed to   knees to make it “even.”  I nailed
        fund. We have a builder who has high hopes we can be home   him with a one-punch knockout,
        in less than nine months. We have one healthy, happy puppy   and he was done with the boxing
        out of three, and five kids who are deeply shaken. We have a   gloves.  My dad tried to persuade
        puppy on order to add to our family this summer, and have re-  him  to  get  up  and  continue,  so
        viewed every possible countertop choice available to us. We are   Dad put on the gloves and fought
        still replacing things and will continue to do so as we can. We   me while he was on his knees.  I
        are deeply grateful to the people of this community who have   blasted him too.  He admitted it
        showered us with love, most often having never met us. We   was a bad idea.
        will rebuild and we will stay, and we still talk of retirement and
        grandchildren and golf carts. This community has become our   My brother and I used to love watching pro wrestling, and we
        family, and even if we could find and thank every person who   enjoyed the colorful names.  So naturally, we formed our own
        reached out to us, “thank you” just wouldn’t be enough.
                                                                  wrestling league and tussled with each other.  You will LOVE
                                                                  some of these creative wrestling names that we made up.  From
        SUMMER ACTIVITIES FROM 50 YEARS AGO--1967                 Germany, there was the fearsome “Heir Puller.”  From France,
                                                                  we had the undefeated “Le Downer.”  The best name of all was
        Michael Stone...
                                                                  the undisputed Champion of the World from Spain, “El Bow.”
        Let’s  take  a  trip  back  in
                                                                  None of us were old enough to drive cars, so we rode our bikes
        time to 50 years ago, to the
                                                                  EVERYWHERE.  We didn’t care if we looked like kids, be-
        summer of 1967.  It was the
                                                                  cause we KNEW we were kids.  We could go to Don’s Hobby
        original “Summer of Love”
                                                                  Shop and buy a balsa wood glider for a dime.  We could put a
        where the word “trip” had a
                                                                  pin in the nose of the glider and fly them at each other.  Nobody
        completely  different  mean-
                                                                  ever got hit, but it added an element of danger, and we did it
        ing.    Dr.  Timothy  Leary
                                                                  for hours.  We would gather up friends and go play basketball,
        came  up  with  his  famous
                                                                  baseball, and football.
        quote  of  “turn  on,  tune
        in, and drop out.”  I was a
                                                                  Eventually, we all had to go home for dinner.  All family would
        young teen growing up in the San Francisco Bay Area and ready
                                                                  gather around the table, and we’d eat dinner together.  Satur-
        to transition from my sophomore year to being a junior.  Being
                                                                  day night was reserved for watching “Lawrence Welk.”  We
        born in September 1951, I was usually younger than most of
                                                                  got popcorn and Seven-up.  Everybody loved Norma Zimmer,
        my classmates.  I would not reach age 17 until September, 1968
        and so graduated from high school as a 17 year old.  The Mon-                              Continued on page 9
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