Tempe High School Class of 1969

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Tempe High School Class of 1969 - 1969 - Remembrances?

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Body:	<i>Larry, Your honesty is refreshing, to say the least. And much appreciated. My life wasn't really much different. I didn't have to worry about the draft, and yes, I went to ASU for 4 years, but I also felt aimless and unsure. I hung out with Pat Willoughby right up to the time she left for New York (hey, she went to college in the western part of the state, not NYC) and Jill Boyd until she left for Pocatello, Idaho and Ricks College. I felt alone, but this forced me to reach out to other people. Then ASU started and I discovered it wasn't what I thought it was going to be at all. It was classes held in auditoriums and professors full of themselves. I also loved the music, and I remember hearing Elvis, Peter Paul and Mary, Harry Nilssen, The Beatles, Led Zepplin and all the party music blasting from Sin City on the weekends. 'In the Year 2525' was a huge hit that summer, and Jill and I danced at the V.I. to that song as well as countless CCR songs, Sly and the Family Stone songs and Stevie Wonder tunes. Once ASU started, I worked in Hayden Library and wrote letters to Jill about how life had changed and I wasn't sure it was for the better. I started wearing more make-up and grew my hair out as long as it would grow. I walked along the ASU Mall and wondered where all this would go for me. By December 1969 I had a huge crush on a 25 year old guy named Rich who'd served in Vietnam and was attending ASU on the GI bill. Looking back, it was foolish of me to think I meant anything to him, and it took me a long time to get over him. I lived at home that first semester but my mother had no control over me - I came and went as I pleased. Not without argument, to be sure, and in January 1970 I flew the coop, finally at open war with my mother. I moved to Sin City with 2 girls who'd gone to McClintock, LuAnn Patzer and Peggy Turner. That lasted about 4 months. But I wouldn't go home, not for another few months. So I moved into a friend's mother's house that was like jumping from the frying pan right into the fire. Hippies! VW busses! Pot! People doing strange things at all hours of the day and night. Ah yes, 1969. A time of foolish youth and decisions based on no life experience! Would I do it again? Hard to say what I'd do differently, because for me, it was more about discovering myself and maybe all those crazy days were necessary.</i> *
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