“I am a child of the 60s. I grew up on music and went to Woodstock. A friend pulled up in a van and asked me if I wanted to go to Woodstock with him. I had just gotten out of high school and said sure. I didn’t know he had 1,000 hits of acid to sell there but acid wasn’t illegal until after Woodstock. When we got closer, he got paranoid and hid most of it in the woods and gave us the rest. Amazingly he found the tree and the acid on the way back. We all took acid at Woodstock because it heightens your senses and perceptions. It is hard to explain because it is not all time related. The music at Woodstock was incredible. Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young and a band called Sweetwater were fantastic. Sly and the Family Stone were otherworldly good. Everyone was dancing. It was the 60’s when everyone believed they could change the world and the music was the soundtrack to that. People don’t believe they can change the world anymore. No matter what you do, live your life trying to change those around and hope for the best. That is how you change the world.
I grew in the North but Neil Young’s song “Southern Man” was the iconic song about the South and I read Southern literature and loved it. The book Everything that Rises Must Converge by Flannery O’Connor changed my life. I love the romance of the South and there is something special in Mississippi and a resonance that I can’t put a finger on. I do think the South should get over the Confederacy.
I worked in a steel mill for 37 years and she sold real estate. The mill changed hands innumerable times because of corporate robbery until a Russian company bought the plant to get our patents and shut it down. They sold it to a guy who scrapped it out so no one else could restart it. Everything in town tanked after that, including real estate.
We were losing our home because we both weren’t working and said the hell with it. Our kids were gone and we gave our home back to the bank. We had a big house with a swimming pool and a big yard. We made a lot of money and had a lot of money in the bank and lost most of it when it crashed. We sold everything we owned, bought an RV and hit the road. We named it Blue Honey and traveled the country for two years. That changed my perception of people, too. We kept coming back here because of the people and we ended up buying a place. The connections have been geared around art and music. This is the happiest we have ever been.
I was a photographer in the early 70’s and a stringer for a lot of rock n’ roll magazines. I quit for the job at the mill. When I retired I got into photography again. You don’t care what comes out of it or if you make an artifact, it is the act of creation and the journey that matters. We aren’t done. We have one more big trip to Ireland to go back to our roots. Maybe then we will make an artifact of our lives.”
“I was scared to death of losing everything and living in a motorhome. We walked away from everything including our family and kids. I didn’t want to do it, but it changed me and freed me from having to have things. Now I know I could never go back.”