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WEll, hmmmmm, I lived in a terrific big house on top of Partington Ridge in Big Sur in '67 and '68 and everyone came up the road. Everyone. No doubt a prankster or two...not sure if any were the official Merries, but one fellow went off with Steve Gaskins in "The Bus" to Tennessee, I believe. Guy who went with Steve had been up-and-coming insurance exec in Chicago til he went to Nam...Oh yes, there were such fun dances down at Esalen and Nepenthe with everyone rocking together...

But I'll never tell! I'm an o-l-l-l-l-d lady now! My intro to Big Sur/San Fran area was trip to the Grateful Dead's house on Fulton....there I was in my high heels, white gloves, and Mary Quant ensemble like Alice in Wonderland amongst the black lights and stoned freaks. Gotta tell yah, they loved me. A friend who taught at SF State took me there...just for shock effect. The Dead were more shocked than I was....