“I consider myself to be lucky, given all the hitchhiking and free hippie living I did in the early 1970s”
My sister age 16-17 would hitchhike with her best friend all the time in the early 70’s around our town.
She cringes thinking back about it now.
hitchhiking...I was picked up once by a man in a big truck who gave me a coke. Then he offered me a rag to wipe away the grease smeared on my forehead. I will never forget him. I will never forget that ride. How I looked out the window at all the homes with lights on, and people in safe places, and there I was. So lonely. It was the last time I hitchhiked.