When did you realize you were a hippie?

It Was A Cold And Snowy Friday Night…
When I decided to be a nice friend and help out Artist, who had unknowingly gotten her car towed during the middle of the night due to a strict Chicago parking law, I didn’t realize the night of adventures we were in store for. Who in the world would stop to think that you can’t park in an area ONLY between the hours of 3am and 7am from December 1st until April 1st. Seriously, most people who are coming home at that time cannot even read the sign anymore, so it is not surprising to hear of this happening. Because of the impending blizzard, I offered to take Artist down the tow lot so she could pick it up before racking up another $160 of fines. The original plan was to go directly after picking her up from work but we decided to take a little detour on the way. After we finally got our wits together and realized it was starting to snow…hard, Artist and I took off for a three hour adventure to get her car back.
To make matters worse, we discovered after getting there that you could not pay with a credit car, bringing on the trip to the ATM through the snowy night.
And we also discovered shortly after arriving back at the tow lot that they were not too pleased with us taking pictures, and we were not able to take any more, including Artist gleefully driving her car from the gates. The only thing I know for sure is that after driving through so much snow, in weather that was so cold that my windshield wipers were no longer of use, we arrived back home in time to wonder where the knights in shining armor were suppose to arrive and rescue us the hell that is Chicago winter. Also let it be said that these were not all of the crazy adventures that we embarked on for this evening, but for the safety and protection of others involved, I cannot reveal the activities to the world. Just let it be said that it was the kind of evening that only single people can understand and sympathize with due to the intense humiliation factor


=p thats not really my story at all, and definitely not the night i realized i was a hippy... just wanted to make someone read all that for nothing, thus severely pissing them off. Im sorry.

 

I thought I was always a hippy cuz my dad raised me at the Freedom Farm, but I remember when I was around 12 and my dad, Big Ben the Pig Pen, Happy and Mouse and I went on a road trip in the colorful bus and this old lady said, "someone needs to take that little girl away from you hippies" and I said "You didn't say anything about love!" and then I said, "Your a sad lady". Everyone laughed and said, "She's a true hippy alright". Anyway thats when my dad thinks I became a hippy.

 

The Beatles, especially John Lennon invited me to you! And then I become a hippy. But to my mind God tell me that I will be Hippy much earlier.

 

My cousin left me "White Rabbit" the single, to look after when I was 8, never looked back.

 

You'r absolutely right. It doesn't matter what yoou are , or being called. aslong as you know it by yourself. listenning to the beatles or smoking pot doesn't mean you'r a hippy.
i don't like to be labelled i'm just the way i think.

 

Dear PeaceLuvinHippieTaz,

This story gives me a smile that will last for years. Thank you.

Is it O.K. with you if, at appropriate moments, I pass it along to others? I would always attribute the story to you, of course. I believe it clarifies the whole bundle of goodies quite nicely.

Peace and Love

 

4 minutes from now.

 

I am a Hippie?

 

i dont like labels...i'm all for peace, love, good music, enjoy life and the experiences that come with it...
thats enough for me

 

I think it was when I was about 7 or so and started listening to Dr. Hook and the Medicine show, Joplin, etc, and started daydreaming about the day I would build a time-machine so I could go to Woodstock '69.

 

i reelizeed i wus teh hipE wen i cuame 2 teh Hip furoms an meetd teh peeps lolZ^24 i um liek soo hIghe write nowe .!

 

That's exactly how I felt after I saw the movie "Woodstock". The vibe there was just something you'll never see again. It wouldn't be possible to come together with 400,000 people without having one single fight nowadays...

 

its never happened in the past? why are you begging for the good ol days that never existed.

 

It did happen. In August '69 to be exact.

 

how do you figure? I know when woodstock happened. I also believe it was not without a single fight.

 

That's not what I've heard/read. But we both wheren't there.

 

I was born in the 50's, and had brothers going to nam. So I just grew up being a hippie. Although I was called a freak in Jr. high and High school. life then was "far out" &
"right on"

 

really? where did you read it? I havent even been to a rainbow gathering that was with out a fight, hell, I aint been to rainbow gathering without a rape yet.....

 

I have heard a bunch of people saying that they don't like to be categorized as hippies. Well, no matter what we do, that is the general category in which a lot of us on this site fall, wether or not we like it. I personally am fine w/ it(although I hate it when people say it in a derogative way, obviously). Also, a lot of people have been saying when they became hippies, not when they realized it. I personally grew up into the hippy lifestyle, was cool w/ it, and have been one ever since, but it wasn'y until just a few years ago that I realized that I was in fact a hippy.

 

Um...hippie, I suppose I'm called. I only realized it a few years ago...I got really into environmentalism, and I was so avidly against the war...people at my school started calling me a tree-hugger, and I discovered it wasn't too too far from the truth. Also started listening to 60s music around the same time, especially the Beatles, which led me into the protest songs, etc. After my hair grew out, long and straight, I decided I even looked the part...so it was perfect.