Was born five years later; but have heard and read so much about those times that they feel like they are a part of me. It was like a complete break in consciouness was happening; a paradigm shift in not just politics, but in reality itself. My dad saw a friend bend matter with his mind.

I feel as if the war, the violence against and from protestors and deaths of great men like Robert Kennedy and Martin Luther King caused an upswelling of grief and a feeling a powerlessness that the young were fighting to reclaim. They never really did of course; but the world changed forever.