Amos ... those are the memories that bind those of us who "lived" the era. It's totally unique and totally difficult to explain to those who didn't live it. What has always amazed me is that I can meet someone for the first time, who is around my age, and the conversation generally works around to the late 60's and there is an instant bond. And, even though we may be on opposite sides of the issues at that time, there is still a bond. How do you explain it to someone who wasn't even born then. I was living in Washington, DC, dealing with being watched and protected by feebies because my father was a spook. I did manage to sneak away and join the candlelight march across the 14th Street Bridge and I was dying inside because my fiance' was Navy Intelligence, stationed in Vietnam. I was almost leading a double life. The love story didn't end happiliy. When he returned stateside, something had died inside him. I think it was his heart because he couldn't love anymore ... moonchild