[claudiustg]

The Haight was pretty amazing in ‘67. By ‘68 most of the charm was gone. By ‘69 only the most vicious bloodsuckers were still around. The city put in these shadowless sodium street lamps in and patrolled it like a concentration camp.

Those were the days!

I lived in San Jose so staying in the city was optional. By the time I actually lived in in SF I only visited the Haight once in 3 years.

[dougd]

actually, I think the "salad days" were pre '66 - before being splashed all over by Time and Newsweek et al - all it did was start a massive influx of which I was one of the early ones. When I got there - the "diggers" could only provide one meal a day - whereas before I got there - 3 a day was the norm. In another month or two, the "diggers" were no more.

Summer/Fall of '66 was, I think, the last throes of the real "pre-publicity" nature of Haight Asbury. Since I didn't return after my departure in the late fall of '66, I'll defer to your remembrances of the following years.