Born in 1951 my grandma grew up in the hippie era. She was 18 when Woodstock came to New York and she grew up with a crush on George Harrison.
She grew up when it was normal to have long hair and to wear jewelry that people would take a double take at in the today world. Long hair. Peace. Music. The Beatles. The Rolling Stones. I just wish I was there.
People from this era were free. They didn’t really care what society thought of them just as long as they were having a good time
And the music. Oh my God.
The Rolling Stones.
The people that grew up in the hippie era were spoiled if I do say so myself. It just isn’t fair. 21st Century has Lady Gaga and Ke$ha. I want a little John Lennon please.
And who doesn’t wish they could spend a minute listening and breathing in the air at Woodstock. The music was one of, if not, the best part of the hippy era.