I’m a baby boomer and proud child of the ‘60… Flower Power, Free Love and Peace. In 1978, The Who, one of my favorite bands, did a song named “Who Are You.”
The lyrics have been interpreted in many ways, but to me, it had to do with finding myself; who was I.
I’d had a very safe, loving early childhood, even somewhat entitled, but by my teen years, some realities began to sink in.
I witnessed the church I attended lock out blacks. I saw police dogs and fire hoses turned against peaceful demonstrators, sit-ins, riots and marches in the streets against discrimination.
People I knew were sent to a senseless war and being maimed or killed. Kids lost their lives and were beaten for standing up for their beliefs and, for the most part, women were being treated like second class citizens.
I was in Washington DC during the first poor people’s march. I fought against and resisted being drafted. I saw Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., President John F. Kennedy and his brother, Bobby assassinated.
These are a few the things that made me who I am… empathetic, spiritual and a democratic socialist
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