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90. I'm male, but probably born around the same time you were.

I was twelve during the Summer of Love, living in Southern California, and wanted desperately to be part of the Counterculture movement. Boys were subjected to certain expectations, too, but I never filled them. I always treated my girlfriends as friends. Maybe that's why I couldn't keep one; maybe they wanted me to be more aggressive.

I watched a bit enviously as my daughter (Gen Y) made friends with everyone around her, regardless of race, religion or sexual orientation. (That was unheard of in my boyhood neighborhood.) The younger generations give me hope that things can still change. But they need to realize that there is a huge movement to destroy everything we've gained. I encourage my children to maintain the values they grew up with.

"Come over and have sex." Wow. My first girlfriend (6th grade) wouldn't even let me hold her hand! LOL