Yeah...'69...the year I graduated high school...wanted to go to college but had been discouraged from it...my poor duped parents telling me throughout the previous years that I probably would never even graduate high school. Looking military/Vietnam in the face...they changed to lottery system just in time and I barely got above the picks. '
'69 in California...great period...hippies...San Francisco was terrific...even L.A. was mellower...left home...became worldly and knew I was destined for destruction so I experienced as much as I could...what the hell? I was gonna die anyway because I wasn't on the Watchtower Ark. Hitchhiked all over...worked in Tahoe...had a running partner,,,we watched each other's back...bought a chopper...owned several volkswagens...I was a cross between a biker and a hippy. Always wanted to be a Hell's Angel 'cause my brother was a Misfit and thought he was sooo tough...that's another story. Didn't get back to the "truth" until my second wife in the '80's. Oh yeah, first wife only lasted 3 months...I think it mighta' been a mistake...got married in the Bucket 'O Blood Saloon in Virgina City by a drunk J.of P. the day after April Fool's Day (she wouldn't go for April 1st-Ha!)...it was probably destined for falure huh?
-BONEZZ