That's me in 1968. As everybody knows, it was a remarkable, scary, thrilling, transforming year to alive and young; even more, to be part of the struggle to end the war in Vietnam and, generally, change the world. The outcomes are known, and the journey endlessly chronicled, but I think I'm going to spend this year - right here - as anniversaries pass, writing about what I felt and meant to be, what I hoped for, what I remember. Just as we did in Nablopomo, I'm announcing it here... just to be sure I do it....
Happy New Year.
Wow. Bet you were a cutie! It would be interesting to hear how things looked to someone that age.
Posted by: Cynthia Samuels | January 07, 2008 at 03:21 PM
I have to say, thanks for showing your 'baby' picture. In 1968 I was 10.
Posted by: Rhea | January 07, 2008 at 01:26 PM
Happy New Year to you too!
Posted by: Ilana-Davita | January 02, 2008 at 04:44 PM