Interested in any old pics and stories from the summer of 68. I met Bill Close in the mid 80's, first time I saw an inversion table. He was living on Gordon Rd near Conneaut Lake and was losing his sight. VERY interesting character.
When I saw your name I knew you might have a story or two to tell. Don't know Bill Close, but I did visit the Farm in Tennessee when it was a happening place in 1975 and they were making tofu. Ida Mae and "Saint Stephen" Gaskin became life long friends.
Someone from Oz gave me my first acid, at Allegheny College. I knew people who'd lived there and visited. I was 100% immersed in the counter-culture until the early-mid 70s when I switched to hanging out with Mexican/chicano leftists. Subsequent contact with "hippies" has been strange. They seem very judgmental, elitist, very unfree compared to what I'd known. Times change, and time changes people I reckon. The 2 of us here... she was at Harmonsburg but as a local, didn't live there... We're loners have no social group, no connections. I think that's what happens when you're old, plus the way things are culturally in the USA... so sorry to be a bummer but it's just reality. I still think of myself as "high", lol... nonetheless.