At this moment, I find myself wishing I can go back to the late 60’s or early 70’s when life was all about having a good time all the time. People were too busy at that time getting stoned, eating fish and chips and posing in front of their bedroom mirrors with tennis racquets to worry about problems.
There was also Woodstock, which I’m fascinated by… half a million free persons, mostly strangers, gathering together in the spirit of caring and sharing, jamming to Jimi Hendrix. Must have been a hell of an experience.