The *real* Summer of Love was in 1967 when as many as 100,000 people converged on the Haight-Ashbury neighborhood of San Francisco, creating a cultural and political rebellion.
I was only 9 but my parents were hippy wanna-bees.
We had family friends who lived on Haight Street, and we visited them frequently. Our family of five children rivaled their family of seven in age; our fathers had gone to college together. As young married couples, they lived side-by-side in the married student housing at the University of Santa Clara.
After a big two-family dinner, we'd walk down to Haight Ashbury, dad would give us a dollar each, and we'd shop the smoke shops buying bells, incense, and strobe candles (hey, it was 1967!!).
But I digress...
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