At Seventeen
The summer I turned seventeen was very replete. It had begun with the Stonewall riots, then the lives of seven innocent people had been brutally taken in the Hollywood Hills and Woodstock was well on it’s way into Rock and Roll history.The Beatles had also released ‘The White Album,' which was, arguably, their best album ever.The August heat was unbearable. It was the kind of oppressive heat that felt like an oven had been set on low and everyone, everywhere was slowly baking. The only relief...
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