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In reply to the discussion: 1968 (Your Help, Please!) [View all]panader0
(25,816 posts)I went to college in Salem, Oregon (Willamette). I turned 18 in Sept. I had a black roommate, my first encounter with race.
We became great friends. The school was conservative and the only pot smokers were myself and the few black students.
I learned many things that weren't in books. I met David Harris who talked me into not registering for the draft, and Ron Karenga, the man who started Kwanza. I would fly student stand-by to the Bay area, go to the Fillmore and return with hashish and uppers, which sold very well on campus. I was expelled at the years end, and became a hippie hobo in the Northwest, picking fruit with Mexican migrants and cutting trees for the Forest Service. I was vehemently anti-war, which disgusted my career Air Force officer father.
Oh yeah, I lost my virginity in '68 too.