Tell Us A Story About The Summer of Love. (OT)


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Social climber
Topic Author's Original Post - Jun 27, 2013 - 09:51pm PT
I was 6 years old, and Mom and I were doing fire lookout watch in the North Cascades at the Sauk Mountain Lookout.

Sadly, the lookout was burned by the Forest Service in 1991.

What were you doing?

Trad climber
AKA Dwain, from Apple Valley, Ca. and Vegas!
Jun 27, 2013 - 09:56pm PT
I can't REMEMBER!!!!!

Trad climber
Ouray, Colorado
Jun 27, 2013 - 09:56pm PT
Loving a lot but not nearly enough......there must have been something in the air.

Trad climber
Bay Area
Jun 27, 2013 - 10:51pm PT
which specific summer was that?
I remember about a dozen in a row.

but of course Wikipedia has the answer:

Ed beat me to it

No juicy stories to tell. The Nerd that was me had to endure one more summer before "getting it on".
So my (mis)adventures in the Summer Of Love must go unreported.

ahhh.....after dusting off the cobwebs I have a sweet recollection. I had fallen in Lust with a smart, pretty and very athletic young Colorado girl I had met through her parents (in SLC) and sailboat racing. We were exchanging "sweet" letters. Last time I saw her was during the Summer Of Love at her folks' house in SLC. Ahhhh well.......what might have been.
eeeegads I was such a NERD!!!

and yes, I can still remember her clearly and her name (and her Dad and Mom's names)
Ed Hartouni

Trad climber
Livermore, CA
Jun 27, 2013 - 10:53pm PT'



Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
Jun 27, 2013 - 10:53pm PT
I'll let you know

Trad climber
Less than a second shy of 49 minutes
Jun 27, 2013 - 10:54pm PT
Surfin'. . . everyday!

Trad climber
Santa Cruz
Jun 27, 2013 - 10:57pm PT
Still in high school. We spent most of our summers on Lake Erie. By that time it was horribly my Dad would take us to spend a lot of time in the Adirondack mtns.

Timid TopRope

Social climber
'used to be Paradise, CA
Jun 27, 2013 - 11:00pm PT
I had a serious candy cigarette addiction.
Ed Hartouni

Trad climber
Livermore, CA
Jun 27, 2013 - 11:09pm PT
I was 13... in Claremont CA...
not much to tell

Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
Jun 27, 2013 - 11:16pm PT
Summer of '67 I was nervously anticipating becoming a Midshipman in the fall.
Love? I had read about it, but it was strictly theoretical. I distinctly recall watching the news
of those weirdos in San Francisco interspersed with the unlovely footage from Nam.

Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
Jun 27, 2013 - 11:17pm PT
I miss the TMI thread
Sir Donald

Trad climber
Denver, CO
Jun 27, 2013 - 11:24pm PT
I was just 15, my family had rented a cabin for the week at Redfish Lake Lodge in Idaho. I saw her on the first day there at the beach. WOW, I hadn't yet even gotten to 1st base, and already I was in love at first sight. She was two years older than me, staying with her family at the lodge. We said hello, the talked, then by day two we were splashing happily in the water. She told me of her life in Los Angeles, I bored her with my talk of cattle ranching. We went on long walks, laughed , flirted, then finally kissed. Then the night came, all the parents were drinking and playing a cribbage tournament, we snuck a bottle of Wild Turkey off to the beach with a blanket, and so began my ascent into manhood. I was lost, helpless, and eager. She was patient, caring, and horny. After several hours of fumbling and fun, my 2 hour attempt at the real deal had produced several $&@(%gasms for me, and finally a happy contented sigh from my blonde beautiful future wife. We strolled back to the cabins hand in hand, my crotch full of sand and chaffed skin, but I felt ten feet tall. On the last day there we shared another kiss and exchanged address and phone numbers, and I cried quietly under a towel in the back of the station wagon on the way home. I wrote over fifteen letters and called the wrong # she gave me 100 times, and my heart was broken. But that fall, I met Linda, from Algebra class, and Tracie Burnett ( you heart breaking bitch) was forgotten.

Social climber
Topic Author's Reply - Jun 27, 2013 - 11:27pm PT
That's the stuff! Thanks, Sir Donald!

Who was around Haight-Ashbury? Gotta be someone...

Jim Henson's Basement
Jun 27, 2013 - 11:28pm PT
More like my dad's summer of love. .. I was just a twinkle in his eye at that point.

Social climber
Jun 27, 2013 - 11:33pm PT
Ha ha! I was 10 years old. Missed out.

But I hear things, along the was, I hear tell, the last summer with legal LSD.....

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flagstaff arizona
Jun 27, 2013 - 11:43pm PT
I was a 9 year old beach rat in Pacific Beach, San Diego. Me and my little crew of delinquents would rummage through trash cans in the alleys of Mission Beach looking for empty 7-Up and Coke bottles, then trade them in for the deposit to buy pennie candies at the 7-11 store by Crystal Pier, or get the 25 cent spaghetti dinner from the back window of Maynards, a long-gone PB biker bar right on the beachfront. Mitch Hull and I set a grassy field on fire and almost burned down Henry's Burgers on Garnet Street, Home Of The Texas Monster, an enormous 25 cent burger. We discovered shoplifting that summer and got pretty good at it. Lifted a lot of candy bars and baseball cards from the Rexall Drugstore in Pacific Plaza. Only got caught once. Saw 35 cent double features at the Roxy Theater. It was idyllic, in retrospect. I don't even recognize most of PB now. In any event, 4 years later I discovered pot, acid and climbing and life changed utterly and completely. There was no looking back, it was climbing climbing climbing 24/7.

The Hot Kiss on the end of a Wet Fist
Jun 28, 2013 - 12:22am PT
The real "residents" sh#t-canned it in 66 with the "Death of a Hippy" funeral pire... Good riddance! See (hear) Zappas "We're Only In It For The Money" for more info..

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chica de chico, I don't claim to be a daisy.
Jun 28, 2013 - 12:24am PT
Playing in the creek at home, doing chores, 4H with my Lamb, riding my bike, dirt clod fights...
At Church camp.
Spending the month of August @ El Ofanato de Fe, en Mexico ..playing with kids while my parents volunteered their time.

yep, my love was.... summer vacation..

Jun 28, 2013 - 12:27am PT
I didn't exist. My Dad was thinking about going back to Greece and getting a wife. He did good.
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