Fifty years ago today, I was a college junior on spring vacation. I had flown to Chicago to visit a friend who attended the University of Chicago. He was a friend/maybe to-be boy friend. When I arrived I found out it was just going to be friend, which was fine with me. He lived in an apartment with two roommates in a predominately black neighborhood, though he and his friends were white. Students from the University commonly lived in his neighborhood.
The weather was lovely, the company fine. We sat out on the upstairs porch, played loud music and cooked shared meals. We were all on break from our studies and spring was just breaking out for real.
It was April 3, 1968. All was quiet. All was good.
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What a lovely photo Elizabeth! Nice to see a picture when you were younger.
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Thanks. I have very few once I left home.
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You have good memory! I can’t remember what happened to me 50 yrs ago.
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It’s because of what followed the next day.
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You look so beautiful in that beautiful dress.
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Thank you. It was called “Madras” cloth, and I loved it.
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What a lovely photograph, Elizabeth. You were stunning.
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And I didn’t appreciate it at the time. It’s sad how much time we waste thinking we are deficient in some way or another when we are young.
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My wife and I just discussed the song “Eve of Destruction”
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…. (cont) yesterday, that song has a lot of memories attached to it. Sounds like it does for you too. Beautiful picture!
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Even saw Barry McGuire sing it in Portland once.
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Seems really appropriate again.
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I love the way you draw us in with your memories Elizabeth. 😀
Jennifer
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Thank you.
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