"When I Was Your Age..."

momrath
Sat, 30 Oct 2004 23:17:50 +0000

I started at Michigan in 1965 when I was 17. The first two years we drank non-stop, partied at fraternities, cheered football games, wore circle pins and danced to Gloria. Then came the Summer of Love and we all switched to grass and hallucinogens, wore Day-Glo mini skirts, grooved to Country Joe, and organized anti-war demos. During the “transitional period” the Doors performed on campus. Jim Morrison was pychedelicized beyond the fringe. The frat crowd booed them off the stage and the hippies were too spaced out to protest. Studying as I recall was peripheral. I loved Art History because as soon as the lights went out and the slides came on I’d be asleep. I’d never been out of the country and didn’t have a clue whither I wentist. 30 years later, I’m a clean-living feminist conservative who runs an international business in Indonesia. What a long strange trip it’s been!