1968 WAS FORTY YEARS AGO — SO MANY STORIES — AND A PROMISE

That’s me in 1968.  As everybody knows, it was a remarkable, scary, thrilling, transforming year to alive and young; even more, to be part of the struggle to end the war in Vietnam and, generally, change the world.  The outcomes are known, and the journey endlessly chronicled, but I think I’m going to spend this year  – right here – as anniversaries pass, writing about what I felt and meant to be, what I hoped for, what I remember.  Just as we did in Nablopomo, I’m announcing it here… just to be sure I do it….

Happy New Year.