"LUCKY" ?
I certainly didn't think I was "lucky" when I saw how much this vermin were ruining/had ruined my beloved Central park, nor when the "weekend Hippies" took over the streets in my neighborhood, begging for money, ranting and raving, and openly smoking pot. I was shocked by the SDS and Hippie/Yippie leadership were training the brain dead, how to fight cops and get CAMERA TIME, during the Dem Convention in Chicago ( which was clear to me, when I was watching that Convention on T.V. ), on the Sheeps' Meadow, as I took a shortcut to see my parents. Nor was I thrilled when the Weathermen blew up that brownstone, which was not only quite near where I was living and also were I was working at the time.
Like you, I was furious, disgusted, but felt impotent to do anything to stop the madness...so did what little I could do, which was to spit at those who were spitting on returning military and to verbally give them holy hell !
I worked on both of President Nixon's winning presidential campaigns and wore a bunch of buttons for him, even in Greenwich Village! LOL...the young ( including me ) can be foolish. I'm lucky that I wasn't ever physically attacked. Sadly, today, I would be.
“I’m from an old NYC family and was still living there at the time.
“LUCKY” ? “
Yep,lucky-—you were at least out there,DOING something.
You certainly WERE brave wearing your Nixon buttons in the Village,but those civilized days are long gone,as you mentioned.
I have great fear for the safety of the president and his family-—these are very dangerous times.
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