1967. i was 17. my last summer living at home. working in a bookstore and heading down to yorkville (the hippie not the yuppie yorkville) any chance i got. travelling with a friend to montreal for expo'67 and canada seeming to come of age. falling in love with a boy who would be my husband for 26 years. and in san fransisco, thousands of young people converging at haight-ashbury in san fransisco to express their opposition to american consumerism and imperialism. to share food and dope and love. next week i'll be making a pilgrimage.