I was last in San Francisco in 1974. I stopped there en route to Bangkok. My cousin lived in a Nob Hill Mansion, which was light years away from the crash pad at which I had slept back then. Ty drove me around the Haight and Golden Gate park. I felt like Hippie Van Winkle. Where did all the flower children go?
Up into the country.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Where Have All The Flower Children Gone?
I was last in San Francisco in 1974. I stopped there en route to Bangkok. My cousin lived in a Nob Hill Mansion, which was light years away from the crash pad at which I had slept back then. Ty drove me around the Haight and Golden Gate park. I felt like Hippie Van Winkle. Where did all the flower children go?
Up into the country.
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