Watched James Taylor, Carole King, Jackson Browne, and a bunch of others who were popular in the late '60s and beyond on PBS tonight. It was a great show. I knew the words to the songs, could remember where I was, what I was doing and how I felt about things and life in general when that song was popular. We were all sick of Viet Nam, tired of worrying about the draft, trying to decide who we were going to be when we (finally) grew up. Women wanted to be something other than secretaries, school teachers or nurses, and they wanted to be paid for their work. We (as a generation) had long hair, talked about peace and love, but we were angry.
The program was made up of recorded images and sounds from back then as well as current interviews with the singers/song writers. The images and sounds were so familiar, like yesterday. Then they would interview the people as they are today. The music was the same, but the people were old. But, it was obvious they didn't think of themselves as being old. I sometimes wonder where the years went. In some ways it seems like just yesterday, but in other ways it seems like several lifetimes ago. Maybe that's because there have been several versions of me. I'm finally happy with the person I am today. Does that count as being grown up?
Enjoyed this read. I remember that time also.
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