Hippie memories

Can some of the old hippies from back then post about the feeling in the 1960's? What was it like?

 

Sure...what would you like to talk about? Politics, war, drugs, the pleasure police, music? You want stuff from back in the day or do you want views from an old hippy on todays friggin mess?

 

music baby, its all about the music.

 

The whole fucking world has gone to hell, but, then, it has always been so and shall remain so.


Signed, the man who witnessed it first hand.

 

The Jefferson Airplane and The Moody Blues were having a concert at the Forum in Los Angeles. The Immigration people held the Moodys on purpose, until Midnight before giving them their visas, so they didn't make it to the concert. The Jefferson Airplane played for 4 hours. The next day the Moodys and The Airplane gave a free concert in Griffith Park. Grace was singing and tossing loaves of bread and chunks of salami and cheese into the audience. It was a free concert with a free lunch. The LAPD pleasure police got jealous that everyone was having such a good time, so they decided to give everyone a free beating. They came from one direction swinging their clubs and causing everyone to run in the same direction, into another bunch of cops who beat on them some more. Their efforts were futile, in my mind anyway, cause the memories I have kept are mostly the good ones from that day. I teach my son that everyone should be treated with at the very minimum the amount of respect due them as fellow human beings. If you are going to disrespect them, let them earn it. The LAPD earned my disrespect that day.

That's kinda what it felt like in the 60's

 

Man, such reason to protest. The government or "man" i should sayp ) do all this shit in such subtle ways these days that it'd be impossibe to feel such outrage

 

They have a saying: if you can remember the 60s then you weren't there.

 

LOL Ya, that kida goes with the one "if you can afford rehab, then you don't really have a drug problem".

 

It was the best time of my life. Yorkville Village in Toronto, Canada . Picture three blocks of kids just hanging out, flowers in our hair and painted on our faces. Joints passed around all the time. The road was filled with cars bumper to bumper who came down on the weekends to see the "freaks" funny...we thought they were the freaks. Everyone knew or knew of each other. We all had nicknames as many of us were runaways. Just feeling free was so great...dancing in the streets, good music playing outside the coffee houses. People from all across Canada and the States. Always a place to stay or offer a place for anyone who needed to crash. No fear of getting ripped off. Very anti-government and anti-establishment. Yeah we had our sit ins, our love ins and protests. But no one ever got hurt. No fighting within the hippie crowd. We were too high on life and promoted love and happiness. If you had a bad acid trip or any problems, there was always someone who would jump right in and help. It was like one great giant family. I feel so lucky to have lived that part of my as a hippie. Man if I could go back ????? YUP in a heartbeat. Love and Peace

 

Funny that you should mention Yorkville, Village Sam: back in 1967 I was living with a friend in Greenwich Village and he met a girl from there. She bragged it up like you did, so finally he and she took a bus up north for the weekend. He came home alone and I asked him how it was. He said it was pretty lame, just a bunch of teeny-boppers and hippie wanna-be's. He wasn't impressed, but then he had lived in NYC for 5 or 6 years and was used to the scene at Bleecker and 4th Sts. in the West Village and the scene on St. Mark's Place in the East Village. Let's just say it was considerably more than 3 blocks. Like every street from 14th St. down to Houston St. 24-7.


But you have your memories, so treasure them. When you're old sometimes that's all you have anymore.

 

wish i was from new pork then i could be cool,but i'm not gay.Kalifornia is where the hippies droll.o.k.

 

Are you feeling well, Gate68? Asides from your deliberate idiotic spelling?

 

Interesting question.
Gotta tell ya though; what I remember is waiting for the revolution to start.
Everything else is kinda fuzzy.

One thing I do remember is reality hitting me smack in the face several years ago.
When I found out I could not stay high the rest of my life I got quite up-set!!!

 

Yeah Thudly there were lots of teenyboppers and wannabee's we called them the weekenders. But your right they are great memories and I will treasure them. Oh but how I wish it could have stayed that way. I know Greenwich was THE coolest place to be and I'm sorry now that I never headed down that way back then. Oh for the good old days .

 

Ya know...........Lot's of stuff was going on back then.

My time really wasn't until the late 60's & early 70's. I remember lot's of people always talking about the revolution. Lot's of others were always talking about how we were going to change the system (make it less plastic and phoney)

I never understood how we were going to accomplish all these wonderful things with everyone getting high all the time.

I guess I was mostly into the movement because of the drugs. I really liked getting high.

All I really remember is getting high, going to parties, going to concerts, & trying to hold down jobs to pay for all the stuff I wanted to do.

I really believed in all the social reform ideas. I really believed we were going to make a difference. I just got way too into the alcohol & drugs to even think about really doing something to make changes.

Remember the line in that Who song? "Let's get together before we get much older." Dudes & Dudetts, we never got together, & we all got older.

 

Thudly..
I see some nostalgia in your postings..
old you said..you make me laugh..
one feels as old as one feels inside..
60's a memory..yeah..O.K..truth..
and thanks to the young hippies here..
i will never let myself grow old..
They keep my soul and mind young..
my best years were between 1969-1976..
I was a gypsie..wandering the world..
freedom..is felt inside..not in memories..
so..be free..and enjoy life..even wen it's
frustrating to see..that this whole world..
is going down the drain..
Hippies will survive..no matter what happens..
Emiel..

 

Old tigre-- I went to my 40th High School Reunion--- The men were mostly my age, but looked and acted ten years older, the women looked old, but not as bad.


It was sad; I'll never attend another.


We all get old, but why act it?

I'm still 25 in my heart. (And, I act it!)

I guess I'm a dirty old man.

 

I went to a continuaton school. I think there are 3 or 4 of us left who aren't dead or in jail. My 40th will be next year. I don't think they have reunions. I know the school is gone.

 

Thudly..
This is what I wanted to hear from you
Old hippies are always considered from a point
of view sixties mentality..of course it was much
better back then..but anyway..we rock on,Thudly..

Emiel

 

Old Tiger

Did ya do a lot of hitchen back then?
I remember hitchen & meeting new people all the time. If I got lucky I'd get picked up by a few people that were smoking dope.

If I had dope on me I was usually able to get a ride all the way to wherever I was bound. I was never afraid of getting mugged or ripped off in those days. People seemed much more friendly & open. Lot's of laughing and fun during those rides.

One time I even wound up at a party in progress! Coke on the table, & lots of bear in the frige. I stayed overnight & passed out. When I got up the next morning my bag was still on the table with the coke! Maybe a little lighter but nobody ripped me off. I cut out a line, collected my bag, & was on my way.

I don't know man..............It was just a different world back then.