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Wednesday, October 08, 2014

Highly Recommened Reading "Hullabaloo! The Life and (MIs) Adventures of LA Rock Legend Dave Hull

I received a book from the Dave Hull folks to read and review titled "Hullaballoo! The Legend and (Mis) Adventures of LA Rock Legend Dave Hull." If you are not from the west coast then you may not know this guy but I recall him at WTVN Columbus, Ohio, me being from Circleville.  I listened to WTVN and WCOL.

When the book arrived and I opened it, I was shocked the size of the book being over 500 pages but the book delivered and I enjoyed every word, every photo and especially the nostalgia that Dave brought back to life for me. Dave Hull writes as if he is speaking  to you in a conversation. I literally could not put the book down.  The Fifth Beatle, Dave Hull, surely was in a class of his own.  His stories of mischiefs and stunts while DJ at some of the top radio stations in the nation were humorous.   Where are those cool jocks today?  If you enjoyed AM radio and times and the 60s and a little beyond you will enjoy getting into this time machine as David Hull pilots us back to those great days of radio.







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Tuesday, September 04, 2012

My Review of the Book "The Isla Vista Crucible"

Approximately a week ago I finished reading "The Isla Vista Crucible" by author Reilly Ridgell.  The book's backdrop takes place during the school year 1969-1970 in Isla Vista, the student community next to the University of California.  It follows the lives of three college students during that time.

What I found interesting about this  book was its accurate portrayal of that tumultuous period of the baby boomer era which included the Vietnam War , rock 'n roll music, race relations, and student political activism. Mr Ridgell manages to keep the reader riveted to each page as he tells the story and background of each character and their involvement in the student community of Isla Vista.

Each chapter opens up with a new month of that time and what music albums were popular then which  I found  entertaining and reminiscence of the popular music of the time.  Mr Ridgell even  had the musical tracks correct as he weaves the music into the story line.  I have many of these LPs so I know he was right on.

This book does have detailed casual drug use which many of you may find offensive but it does not take away the content of a great read but only adds a reminder of the times.  I highly recommend you read this book.  You know I have never led my followers of The 60s Official Site wrong.

You can purchase the book on Amazon.  For your convenience here is the link:  http://www.amazon.com/Isla-Vista-Crucible-Reilly-Ridgell/dp/0983286167

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Thursday, August 21, 2008

Do You Remember "Where The Action Is?"

As summer continues to fade away and as I now look back to summers past from the days of my youth, I recall watching a program called "Where The Action Is." It was a weekly based music variety show hosted by Dick Clark and aired every week day afternoon on ABC during the 60s. It was created by Dick Clark as a spin-off of American Bandstand. Where The Action Is premiered on ABC on June 27, 1965, the summer before I started my senior year in high school. The theme song for the show was Freddy Cannon's song "Where The Action Is," which peaked on the Billboard charts at number 13. Click Here to play the theme song.

I watched as the music of my generation was playing with the artist who made it a hit on my TV screen from a beach or resort. Watching this show made me yearn to travel and see this country and the world. I dreamed I was part of Where The Action Is. At that time of my life, I had not been outside the state of Ohio. I really wanted to be where the party and fun was and a beach looked like it. I remember a segment they showed from a Hawaii location. Man did that get my juices flowing.

All of the telecasts were taped in black and white and were primarily shot on location across southern California although like I said, I do remember a Hawaii episode. The mainstay performers for the show were Paul Revere and The Raiders. (see the post below this one which was my previous post) After the show premiered and as I watched Paul Revere and The Raiders, I immediately bought their latest hit and their LP.

Some of the great recording artists who appeared on the show were enormous hit makers. The list includes:

Chad & Jeremy; Bobby Freeman; Dick and Dee Dee; Bobby Rydell; Frankie Avalon; Dee Dee Sharp; The Zombies; Jimmy Clanton; Steve Alaimo; Linda Scott; Jackie DeShannon; Eddie Hodges; The Shangri-Las; The Detergents; James Brown & The Famous Flames; Tommy Roe; Nino Tempo and April Stevens; The Byrds; Sonny & Cher; Del Shannon; The Drifters; Brian Hyland; Sam the Sham & the Pharaohs; Herman's Hermits; Lenny Welch; Sir Douglas Quintet; The Crystals; The Newbeats; Jackie Wilson; Jr. Walker & the All Stars; The Kinks; Freddy Cannon; Aretha Franklin; Joe Tex; The Dixie Cups; The Hondells; Major Lance; Ray Peterson; The Turtles; Paul Petersen; Gary U.S. Bonds; The Impressions; Duane Eddy; We Five; Barbara Lewis; Bobby Goldsboro; Donovan; The Lovin' Spoonful; Ike & Tina Turner; The Everly Brothers; The McCoys; Vic Dana; Billy Joe Royal; Neil Sedaka; Peter & Gordon; The Castaways; Brenda Holloway and so many more, too numerous to mention.

That is why I hurried home after school so I could watch my generation of performers perform the music I loved in what seemed like exotic locations to a small town boy from Ohio.

What saddened me most was the show was cancelled on March 31, 1967. All great things eventually come to an end, even summers and dreams.

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Wednesday, June 25, 2008

The Bossa Nova Classic That Charted To #5 In America


(The Story Behind "The Girl From Ipanema")

by John Timmons

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Even as a teenager, I knew there was something very different about the pop hit that soared to #5 on the Billboard Charts in 1964, "The Girl From Ipanema". Today I am of the opinion that this bossa nova classic was indeed an anomaly, and a great one, at that, in the world of 60's pop music. The record has certainly made a name for itself and holds a distinctive place in 1960's pop music history unlike most others. Besides its huge popularity in the U.S. and around the world, the record won a Grammy for Record of the Year in 1965 and in 2004 was one of just 50 recordings chosen that year by the Library of Congress to be added to the National Recording Registry. In addition, the hit song with its blend of samba and jazz, lilting rhythms, and unusual harmonies, helped spark the bossa nova craze of the 1960's. A Brazilian musical film, "Garota de Ipanema", inspired by the song, was released in 1967.

Over the years there has been a mystic and something almost mysterious surrounding this very popular hit, perhaps in part, to it's unusual origins in Brazil. Most 60's music listeners know that "The Girl From Ipanema" was performed by Stan Getz and Astrud Gilberto and perhaps was recorded somewhere in South America, but beyond that, know very little. Well, here is the story behind the hit record plus the song's on-going influence 44 years later.

The song was originally composed for a musical comedy by lyricist Vinicius de Moraes and musician Antonio Carlos Jobim in 1962. The song's initial title was "The Girl Who Passes By", inspired by a fifteen-year-old girl living in the fashionable Ipanema district of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Each day the two musically talented friends would sit and watch from the Veloso Bar as the 5' 8", gimlet-eyed brunette, would enter the bar to buy cigarettes for her mother. Moraes and Jobim were not the only two watching the exceedingly attractive young lady, as she was already the object of desire for many other Veloso patrons. The girl's name was Heloisa Eneida Menezes Paes Pinto, (pictured above) now simply known as Helo Pinheiro. Today, the green-eyed blonde with a deep tan is 61 or 62, but continues to turn heads, having the looks of a Swedish model or movie star. As Jobim is said to have once stated, "She was a creature of God". Having such great beauty, it is no wonder that Jobim even wrote the text that accompanied nude photos of her that Brazilian Playboy ran in 1987 under the title "The Girl From Ipanema".

Now, thats brings us to 2008. Helo Pinheiro has never made a single centavo off the song, though she was the muse behind it. As Pinheiro recently said, "If I hadn't inspired the song, it wouldn't have been written". The record has made it's mark in Rio where the Veloso Bar was renamed The Girl From Ipanema as well as a city park in the Arpoador neighborhood. Pinheiro, who moved to Sao Paulo some time ago, recently opened a dress shop in a mall there called "The Girl From Ipanema". And thats where trouble is brewing, 44 years after the release of the popular record. According to Pinheiros attorney, a lawsuit has been filed accusing her of "unjustly profiting from the image and the work of the late composers", Moraes and Jobim. "She doesn't have the legitimacy to use, at her pleasure, the work and images of Antonio Carlos Jobim and Vinicius de Moraes as she has been doing". The suit cites a popular T-shirt featuring a picture of Pinheiro with the song's lyrics written out in the background at her clothing store.

Where will this legal controversey end for the muse from the Ipanema neighborhood of Rio.....well, who knows? The mystic lives on for the "tall and tan and young and lovely, The girl from Ipanema goes walking, And when she each one passes goes "a-a-ah". At least most do, just not a certain Brazilian attorney. For now, something to ponder the next time you hear this bossa nova classic that made pop music history in America.

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Monday, February 11, 2008

The Role of the Hippie in American Culture

American society and culture experienced an awakening during the 1960s as a result of the diverse civil rights, economic, and political issues it was faced with. At the center of this revolution was the American hippie, the most peculiar and highly influential figure of the time period. Hippies were vital to the American counterculture, fueling a movement to expand awareness and stretch accepted values. The hippies’ solutions to the problems of institutionalized American society were to either participate in mass protests or drop out of society completely.

The government and the older generations could not understand their way of life. Hippies were often portrayed as criminals, subversive to the morals and best interest of the public. Although misunderstood, the hippie had a great impact throughout the country, still surviving today in American culture. The term “hippie” itself became a universal term in the late sixties. It originated in a 1967 article in Ramparts, entitled “The Social History of the Hippies.” Afterward, the name was captured by the mass media as a label for the people of the new movement. (Yablonsky 28) Even before this, the word “hip” described someone who was “in” and “down”, wise to what was going on around him.

By the 1960s, some of America’s youth created a gap between themselves and their parents. They grew their hair long because it was natural and therefore considered beautiful. At first, the idea of men with long hair was absurd and society considered it a sign of homosexuality. When it became clear that the establishment felt so strongly about hair, the attitudes of young rebels changed. One young man responded after being questioned about his unkempt appearance: Growing hair does not mean that I am or am not a homosexual. It does mean that I am willing to stand up for my rights as a human being an that includes my right to be harmless to all people. It also indicates my unwillingness to get on the treadmill of killing for a vast machine-like government. If I am scorned and called dirty because I allow hair to grow on my face and my head, then so much the better, for by this I indicate the seriousness of my belief. I scorn the society that has created this monstrous robot-like conformity that feeds the war machine as Hitler found robots to feed his war machine. (Perry 188)

In contrast to the short crew-cut style that every young man adhered to during the fifties, the hippie popularized a diversity of hairstyles with no single ideal image to fit. The clothes worn by hippies were also chosen to express anti-establishment sentiments to the public. They tried to stay away from store-bought, expensive clothes. Their pants, shirts and dresses were made of comfortable, natural fibers like cotton and denim. Many articles of clothing were hand-crafted, such as belts, shoes, necklaces, and headbands. As poverty spread, the hippie wardrobe grew increasingly shabby. They shopped at thrift shops and places like the Diggers’ Free Store. Gray, dingy, torn clothes and broken shoes became the characteristic style of the hippies. (Wolf 18)
Spawned out of necessity rather than style, these clothes were another symbol of their retaliation against the system.

The hippies’ approach toward life was much more relaxed and open-minded than the rest of society. They all agreed on the importance of brotherhood among people of all races and ethnicity. Preaching a motto of love and kindness, hippies tried to spread their beliefs into society. By handing out flowers, singing songs, and making orations, these young people tried to make America hear its message of love. (Kornbluth 250-253) People would share resources amongst each other, making sure everyone got a portion of the food, drink, clothes that the group managed to get. This was completely opposite to the government policies favoring sharp economic inequality, allowing starvation and poverty to continue. The Diggers of San Francisco attempted to do their part, organizing free meals and handouts. (Wolf 11) This charitable display demonstrated the kindness and gentleness of the hippies to the American public. They hoped that the rest of the population would follow in their example and help the indigent, unfortunately, they did not.

The hippies, did however, gain respect in the eyes of the public as champions of the poor. Sex was a major issue associated with the hippie culture of the sixties. Society had built up barriers against intimate contact between the sexes for decades. Throughout American history, pre-marital sex was offensive and unacceptable to society. The hippies challenged these limits by practicing sexual activities spontaneously an openly. Their promiscuity left the nation in disbelief: having multiple partners and engaging in casual sex with little emotional engagement. (Mills 112-113) The female’s sensuality was actually realized and flaunted. These girls did not dress in conservative, concealing clothes to hide themselves. Hippies realized the beauty of the human body, as a result they found no need to hide it. One hippie’s remark about the women he associated with was quite noteworthy, “See the girls in the miniskirts? See the beautiful legs. Yes they lead to the …! & these girls do not tease… they *censored*. Can you take it?” (Kornbluth 206). Of course, society strongly disagreed with this behavior. The deviation from the nuclear family ideal imposed upon them was a vital step for the hippies. Through this gesture, they abolished the possessiveness and materialism associated with marriage. (Westhues 41-42) Illegitimate children and unrestricted sex created a negative stigma, but it brought the hippies even more attention from the American public. Although many people did not approve of the hippie lifestyle and some turned their heads, they made a lasting impression on social boundaries. The possibilities of sexual freedom they presented to the “straights” took root and eventually widened their boundaries as well.

The hippies openly advocated the use of drugs to enhance the monotony of daily life and to raise awareness. Marijuana and LSD were their most prevalent drugs of choice because of their psychedelic properties. “Grass” had been illegal since 1937, so dealing with it was a criminal offense. The hippies used marijuana for numerous purposes, unable to find the negative effects that the government had been spreading for decades. David Solomon, editor of The Marijuana Papers stated comically in regard to weed: Like Spearmint, it aids concentration and helps you do almost anything a little bit better. It grows hair on the palm of your hands, introduces you to a nice type of black man, overcomes impotence, improves appetite, banishes excess fat, constipation, and headaches, relieves rheumatism…. In short, it’s a miracle drug. A pot nation is a powerful nation. Possible side effects: a feeling of dreamy nonchalance, heightened sense of awareness, bursts of introspection, mellowing attitude towards one’s fellow man, especially if he’s stoned beside you. (Neville 127) The continued use of marijuana, despite legislation and parental guidelines was another powerful means of rebellion. Many people were “turned on” to the hip “scene” by marijuana. (Yablonsky 242) Smoking grass soon spread into the suburbs and the rest of sheltered America.

The popularization of LSD can easily be attributed to the hippies and the self-proclaimed leaders of the acid movement. Remaining legal until 1966, LSD gained great publicity from them and drew notoriety after it was criminalized. Timothy Leary’s studies were published and widely read, almost like bibles. His book The Psychedelic Experience, and a translated version of The Tibetan Book of the Dead soon became the guidebooks for passage through a successful trip. (Westhues 40-41) Through his writing, he spread the hippie motto of “Turn on, Tune in, Drop Out”. Ken Kesey’s acid tests and his adventures with the Pranksters drew further attention to the acid movement, as it came to be known. In The Electric Kool Aid Acid Test, an account of his adventures, he metaphorically states, “There are going to be times, when we can’t wait for somebody. Now, you’re either on the bus or off the bus. If you’re on the bus, and you get left behind, then you’ll find it again. If you’re off the bus in the first place- then it won’t make a damn. You’re either on the bus…or off the bus” (Wolfe 74). The hippies believed that LSD had the power to raise them to a higher consciousness, it helped you get “on the bus.” Hippies used acid limitlessly, tightening the bonds with each other and widening the gap between themselves and society. Americans could reluctantly tolerate marijuana usage, but after seeing the creative and frightening effects of LSD, would not accept the chemical in society.

Individuality and identity are two very important ideals to the hippies. They feel that the establishment tries to control people through routine methods like organized work and leisure. The idea of anything organized would instantly evoke boredom and restraint in the mind of the hippie. (Cavan 162-163) Many of these young people devoted tremendous amounts of time to “doing their own thing”. This could have been anything, ranging from creative endeavors like painting and poetry to merely sitting on the grass meditating. Doing one’s “own thing” brought the person a unique sense of identity. This gave them a different approach to finding careers than their parents tried to teach them “If you get a job or something, you’re even more conforming to the system, and if you don’t agree with it, where do you turn? So you see you kind of invent your own lifestyle” (Mills 79). The dehumanizing effect of joining the American workforce was met with the hippies’ decision to exclude themselves from it, avoiding its negative effects. This placed them outside of the economy, separating them from the rest of society. Of course, they were further misunderstood and even despised for their refusal to work.

Some hippies looked for solutions to the social problems plaguing the U.S. during the sixties. They staged massive demonstrations to draw attention and try to bring about change. Student activism reached a peak during the 1960s as bright, affluent college students fought against unfair legislation, abuse of human rights, racial discrimination, and U.S. involvement in Vietnam. These protestors were more than just hippies, they were the children of the upper middle class. The social status of these students ensured that their message was heard by the public and captured by the media. (Westby 254) Images of angry hippies burning draft cards and giving speeches to huge audiences spread across the country. During the mid 1960s, anti-war demonstrations flooded the nation’s capital. Led by the Students for a Democratic Society (SDS), some protests drew massive crowds of twenty-five thousand protestors or more. (Young 150-151) The commitment to a common was a unifying force among the hippies, surpassing any individual differences. The protests were very important because they were nationally televised, placing the hippie at the center of the American home, in the living room.

Another group of hippies thought the answer was merely to “drop out” of society completely. They chose to live together communally, generally in rural areas, and attempted to become self-sufficient. On these communes, they participated in food and clothing production, child rearing as well as devoting plenty of time to “do their own thing.” (Cavan 155) These hippies quickly learned that survival was very difficult without the aid of civilization. A commune could not function without a great deal of effort on behalf of the members. As they soon found out, organization was necessary to keep these communities running smoothly. Because most hippies came to the communes escaping the establishment, organization was not easy to impose upon them. (Westhues 194-195) The most famous hippie community was not a farm, it was the Haight-Ashbury area of San Francisco. People flocked from around the country to experience the phenomenon of merely being there, of “being in” (Perry 29-30). The brotherhood and kindness present in the community was hidden from the American public by the appearance and lifestyle of the inhabitants. Tour buses carried visitors through the neighborhood providing them with a superficial and confused view of the community: We are now entering the largest hippie colony in the world and the very heart and fountainhead of the hippie subculture. We are now passing through the ‘Bearded Curtain’ and will journey down Haight Street, the very nerve center of a city within a city…Marijuana, of course is a household staple here, enjoyed by the natives to stimulate their senses… Among the favorite pastimes of the hippies, besides taking drugs, are parading and demonstrating, seminars, malingering, and the ever-present preoccupation with the soul, reality, and self-expression such as strumming guitars, piping flutes and banging on bongos. (Yablonsky 200). The creation of hippie communities gave them a foundation in American society. Whether the public liked it or not, the hippies became a permanent part of our culture.

The controversial messages of the hippies and their socially unacceptable lifestyle made them targets of very much negative publicity. They were all portrayed as drug pushers, prostitutes, and thieves by the media. (Mills 76-77) The belief that their subversive ideas could destroy society’s structure and values caused people to fear them. Perhaps the most damaging publicity that the hippies received during the sixties was their association with the Manson family. In a Newsweek article entitled “Case of the Hypnotic Hippie”, brutal murders and cultism are linked to a hippie world that prides itself on peace and love. In describing how normal teenagers became savage killers the author of the article states: One by one, these vulnerable yet dangerous misfits made their way to California in the late 1960s, most of them to the Haight Ashbury in San Francisco, where the hippie culture was already showing signs of strata. The trouble was that these misfits were just as vulnerable to the follies, cruelties and excesses of the hippie world as they were to those of the straight world they had abandoned. (Newsweek 31)

Along with reports such as these, the public grew more cautious about the hippies. They were further ostracized, despite their acts of public kindness and gentleness. Following the 1960s, as many of these hippies grew older, the returned to normal society. They eventually bought into the establishment they once fought against, by getting married, moving into suburban homes and buying family cars. Some stubborn individuals never lost their hippie appearance and lifestyle. Many of these interesting individuals can still be seen in San Francisco and the East Village in New York. A large number of these hippies are even conveniently located in beautiful Ithaca. Their appearance is still the same, but now hippie gear is mass-produced for the department stores.

Regardless of how their lives had changed, the impression that hippies left will last forever. They demonstrated the power of America’s youth as they fought to bring about change. The hippies taught people to appreciate nature and the beauty of the human body. Most importantly, hippies broke social boundaries, setting an example that others would follow.

Bibliography List: Cavan, Sherri. Hippies of the Haight. New Critics Press. St. Louis, 1972 Kornbluth, Jesse edit. Notes from the New Underground. The Viking Press. New York, 1968 Mills, Richard. Young Outsiders, a study of Alternative Communities. Pantheon Books. New York, 1973 Neville, Richard. Play Power: Exploring the International Underground. Random House. New York, 1970 Newsweek. “Case of the Hypnotic Hippie”. December 15, 1969. p. 30-32 Perry, Helen. The Human Be-In. Basic Books Inc. New York, 1970 Westby, David “Class and Politics in the Family Backgrounds Student Political Activists”. American Sociological Review. vol 31, Oct 1966 Westhues, Kenneth. Society’s Shadow: Studies in the Sociology of Countercultures. McGraw-Hill. New York, 1972 Wolf, Leonard. Voices from the Love Generation. Little, Brown and Co., Boston, 1968 Wolfe, Tom. The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test. Bantam Books, New York, 1967 Yablonsky, Lewis. The Hippie Trip. Pegasus Books. New York, 1968 Young

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Sunday, January 27, 2008

What Ever Happen to the Cool Jocks?

Driving down the main drag with the radio blaring and listening to the top music of the day was quite a memory! What characterized those great days of the 60s was the cool disc jockeys that jammed the airways during that era. Whatever happend to them? Todays' radio DJs cannot come close to the jocks of yesteryear. The radio personalites today have to use explicit language to get listeners instead funny but innocent pranks that those of yesterday used. The 60s jocks' gift for gab was instrumental in keeping us tuned in. Not only the hit music but their talk kept us coming back.

In my home town of Circleville, Ohio, most of us tuned into 1230 WCOL. It was a very small radio station that broadcasted from Columbus with only 500 watts of power. You lost the station at night so we picked up drifted station which broadcasted with larger watts, like WLS, Chicago, WABC, New York and my favorite WHK of Cleveland, Ohio. At Cleveland, there was a DJ from Florida named Johnny Holliday. His opending monologue went something like "welcome and this is Johnny Holliday, your refugee from the Sunshine State." His craftmanship as a DJ resulted in him being selected for the "Cruisin" series of music featuring outstanding DJs across this great nation of ours. These tapes and CDS not only featured music but commericals, airway checks, and monologue from the DJs. Johnny Holliday was on "Cruisin 64," which I say without hesitation is the best of all the "Cruisin" Series including Robert Morgan of "Cruisin' 65" Where is Johnny today? He works for ABC sports and announces Maryland Terpin basketball games. Still today he has that great voice that so many DJs now fail to deliver.

I also remember the countdowns each and everyday at 3:00 from WCOL. Of course,the countdown usually didn't change but once a week but you listened anyway just to groove on the music and the commentary. It was common back then, if you remember, for a song to be interrupted for fast breaking news, like a bank robbery or something. It was so sensationalized.


Recalling back to the New Year's eves of the 60s, I recall WCOL FM station doing the countdown of the top 100 songs of the year and all my buddies would gather in the basement of my friend's house to celebrate New Year's while his folks had a party upstairs. We would make our bets on what song would be the number one song for the year. The number one song was played right before midnight.

The craziness of the jocks never ceased and they would upset Ma Bell with their telephone promotions that would tie up the phones. The phone systems were not as intricate back then as they are now. They would give away money, concert tickets and yes automobiles. What zaniess and fun was the 60s.

My old WCOL radio station now is a country station. Nothing wrong with country music, in fact I love country music but I still recall the crusin', parking, and just relaxing while listening to the fun radio of the 60s. Do you have a memory? If so please leave a comment.



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Sunday, January 06, 2008

This 60s Icon Is Neither a Person nor a Place

The 60s, as any baby boomer who grew up in that decade, will tell you, was a happening. Our generation had its own music, fashion, war, cars, made specially for cruisin' and TV. Our television programs were so special that many have been made into movies and quite a few appear on TV shows such as TV Land and American Life TV. If the 60s were not special then why are so many young people of today fascinated with that era?


During the 60s, dating and competing with the opposite sex, was just as popular as it is today with one exception. In my opionion, relationships were more meaningful and going with someone meant committed to that person as long as you both continued to wear each other's ring. Remember exchanging class rings? The girls either wore the ring around their neck to signify they were going steady so it was hands off to the other guys. Also many of the girls wore the rings with angora wrapped around the ring, which made it easier to fit around their small fingers. Guys wore the girls' rings on their pinky or around their neck.


Both guys and girls really took particular care on their appearance. The girls always looked lovely and smelled very nice on dates. I always loved to smell the perfume on a girl's neck (as long as it wasn't overpowering). We as guys insured we looked our very best. We wore our best jeans or dresss pants, a pressed shirt and polished shoes. Which leads me to the icon of the 60s that no guy could do without and no lady could resist and that was Jade East Cologne. The girls just went wild over it. I believe it was a toxic agent that released the hormones in the girls. At least that is what I thought and the buddies I hung out with thought.


Jade East was a 60s icon. Who could ever forget it. Just ask any girl or guy from the era. Hey do you remember the cologne Jade East? I don't remember where or how I came about my first bottle but I know I would never go out on a date without splashing some on me. In fact I still have a bottle today and it is still available online.


I remember back in 1965 when a buddy of mine traveled to Waverly, Ohio to see these lovely girls we met down there. It became a weekly ritual it seemed to date these girls. Anyways my friend, Ron kept a bottle of Jade East in the glove compartment for emergencies, you understand. So as we got closer to our destination, I reached in the glove box and pulled out the Jade East and splashed some on me and handed it to Ron who in grabbing the bottle dropped it and it spilled all over the front seat, his sweater and trousers. We now smelled like a traveling (&*#$&*@) house. What a great surprise this will be for our dates.


Of course when we picked them up, the smell in the car was overpowering and perhaps these dates of ours might be the only girls that I know that doesn't like Jade East today. Don't bother polling a Jane or a Jeanne from Waverly, Ohio about how well they liked Jade East. I believe the smell of Jade East is still in that car. When Ron got rid of that car and got a useless Corvair, I believe that smell remained in the car for the new owner to relish.


Those were the days, weren't they?




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Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Whatever Happened to "Merry Christmas?"

As of this entry there are just 27 more days until Christmas. In case I forget to tell all of my readers I want to wish each of you a very Merry Christmas.

I know most of you are aware how the word Christmas is being taken out of our celebration. In many schools it is called a winter holiday break instead of Christmas vacation. I remember when attending school in the 1960s that the word "Christmas" was not taboo. We had Christmas programs in school assemblies where Christmas religious songs were sung and the meaning of Christmas was explained and celebrated. So easy to understand. This country was founded under Christian ideology. The Pilgrims came here to escape religion persecution and to worship as they saw fit. As I look back I don't ever recall my school ever pushing a religion on anybody. We celebrated the Christmas season as we saw fit. After all, the Christian faith is the majority in this country then and now. I don't expect a Christian celebration in a country I was visiting or even living whose religion population is not Christian.

I remember also Nativity scenes displayed throughout the town and on city government and state government property. Nobody complained then. What has changed? Atheists are coming out of the closet to file lawsuits that it impedes on what they claim "their civil rights." What about the Christian majority civil rights? If we as a Christian majority don't speak up all we know as being sacred and dear to us will be stripped away. There are towns in these United States that are trying to ban Nativity scenes. They have even tried to ban them on private property but have failed on this thus far.

Two years ago Walmart did not allow the employees to wish you a "Merry Christmas" fearing they would offend somebody. You received "Happy Holiday" as a greeting. A large outcry and boycott of Walmart began and last year, "Merry Christmas" was once again permitted. This year, although the breakdown has been corrected, occurred at Lowe's. In there catalog they listed "Christmas Trees" as "Family Trees." Hearing the outcry and fearing a boycott and their customers shopping at Home Depot redid that page and changed "Family Trees" to "Christmas Trees."

I don't understand what merchants are scared of. Christians are the majority and spend most of the money. Why worry? Persons who have chosen to live here must adjust to our customs not we to them. If I lived in a Muslim country, for example, I wouldn't expect them to adjust to my customs. Can you imagine if you asked them to do that?

I have Jewish friends who celebrate Christmas in their own way. Believe me their children know why the school really takes a vacation at Christmas time. It's not because it is winter and time for a break. It is a tradition that has been around since my parents went to school.

Why can't we get back to the old tradional Christmases of the past. Keeping "Christ" in Christmas makes sense to me. Without Him there wouldn't being any Christmas. For those that don't believe in Christ then don't celebrate our holiday or complain about the celebration of Christmas.

Merry Christmas!

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Thursday, October 25, 2007

1960s Tradition: Eating Meals Together as a Family

One of the most important and memorable part of growing up in the 1950s and 1960s was my mother's requirement that we eat our meals together. No such thing as sitting in front of the TV to eat a meal. We started each meal with prayer and then ate our meal over conversation, jokes and laughter. It was a great time to grow up and a fond memory of that time in my life.

I remember my grandmother and my mother made sure my dad got his plate first because as they would say he was the "working man." I remember also when I got my first job I was treated the same way. Does that occur now? Is it important? I don't know but back then it made me feel important and made me understand how important working and supporting your family was.

I will never forget how great a cook my mom was. She could make a feast out of left overs or make a typical Sunday chicken dinner seem like a banquet. Fried chicken was will always be my favorite. I always looked forward to Sunday dinners even when what seemed like 9 times out of 10 we would have fried chicken. My buddy next door and his family had their fried chicken on Sunday as well. Was that a 60s thing or something? I remember Mom cooked it in lard of all things. That was nothing unusual for the cooking in the 50s and 60s. For the last 20 years we have been told that cooking in lard will cause clogging of your arteries. People cooked in lard for over 100 years. How did we manage to live back then according to today's standards?

My mom, who passed away in 1983, had recipes thrown inside a book and shoe box. Many of her recipes were written on napkins, scraps of paper and old used envelopes. She had 100s of them. Many still had old food and grease stains on them. She had so many recipes she had collected and many that were passed down from her mother and her mother's mother. The ones that were great tasting she kept and those she didn't like she got rid of, although Mom hardly ever through anything away.

When I was a teenager it was customary then to bring your girlfriend or boyfriend home to meet the family. I usually did that by inviting them to Sunday dinner for Mom's famous fried chicken. All my girlfriends loved my Mom's cooking. One particular girl I dated loved beef and noodles so when Mom discovered how much this girl loved beef and noodles, she would prepare it whenever she came over. (There went my fried chicken.) I stopped inviting this girlfried over so much because it interfered with my fried chicken dinners. A note is deserved here: I ended up marrying that girl and of course I got all "noodled out."

I receive email and comments in my guestbook all the time about the 60s and how great they were and how much fun growing up back then was. The memories are so many but sometimes not as vivid as we grow older. One comment in particular mentioned "that if you could remember anything about the 60s then you probably didn't live them." I have an idea what she was referring to but I know I lived them and I remember much about that time and of course these meals around the table with family was one of the most memorable times of my life.

Thinking back to those days around the table, I decided to feature Mom's recipes at The 60s Official Site. So if you are interested in old recipes, cooking and so much more check out this cookbook. Just Click Here for more information.

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Thursday, September 13, 2007

Well Summer Is Unofficially Over

Well baby boomers summer has unofficially ended after Labor Day weekend.

I host a Labor Day Weekend Pool Party at my home every year and it is kind of sad because really summer activities kind of cease after that. Of course here in Texas it is still hot and I still climb in the pool, mow my lawn till November, and barbecue. As you know summer officially ends September 21st.

Summer months were always what we looked forward to when we were young and attending high school or college. We just couldn't wait for that dismissal on the last day of school. It was the time to spend in the sun with your friends, girlfriend or boyfriend; go to the beach, pool, drive-in movies and so much more like listening to the radio outside on a blanket by the lake, or cruising down Main Street with the radio or tape player blaring the greatest music ever recorded, The 60s.

Looking back at summers past, I recall the great summer songs. When I hear them either on my radio or from a CD I play, my mind wonders back to the summers past when things were just easy, lazy and fun. Thinking back I remember just sitting under a tree on a hot day just chatting and scheming with my friends on what we will do that evening as far as fun and mischief, as we swatted the gnats away from our face. (The gnats didn't seem to bother us much when we were young. I guess as you get older, you learn to tolerate less)


Looking back to Labor Day weekend 1965 as I was to start my senior year on Tuesday after Labor Day which was September 6, the top 10 songs were: [10] The In Crowd by Ramsey Lewis Trio [9] It Ain't Me Babe by the Turtles [8] Papa's Got a Brand New Bag by James Brown [7] I Got You Babe by Sonny and Cher [6] Unchained Melody by The Righteous Brothers [5] California Girls by The Beach Boys [4] You Were On My Mind by We Five [3] Eve of Destruction by Barry McGuire [2] Like a Rolling Stone by Bob Dylan and the number one song this week before heading back to school was Help! by the Beatles.

The point of this countdown was to show you that there was no summer theme songs in 1965 on Labor Day weekend. I picked that Labor Day by random and my suspicions were true. No summer theme songs because after Labor Day summer was over. All we can do now as baby boomers is reflect back to these fun summers we had when we were so young and (not so innocent?)

Check out my pick of the top summer songs of the Baby Boomer era by clicking here.

If you want to know what were the top ten songs of any date during the 60s just click here to begin your journey.

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Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Although Changes Are Evident Some Just Saddens Me


Last week I returned from a vacation in Florida. I took my 6-year granddaughter to the beach and did other normal things that a 6-year old would enjoy. I have been going to Florida now for over 35 years to vacation and visit in-laws. I love Florida, the sun, the heat, and the beach as well as the fishing.


While there I just had to visit the boardwalk at Daytona Beach. I hadn't been to the boardwalk probably for over 5 or 6 years. I sure was surprised to see the changes that had occurred over the years. Progress they call it. Condos were being built as well as hotels being converted to time shares. The rides with exception of the lift that takes you over the pier are no longer there. The excitement to me was missing. I did notice on the pier that they still had dances and live music on the weekend. As I was walking on the pier, they were playing our type of music, the 50s and 60s so all was not lost.


I recall how the smell of hotdogs, popcorn, and french fries filled the air as did the excitement and the salt from the ocean. The boardwalk was actually once made of wood in most places, hence its name. The song by the Drifters, Under the Boardwalk, always reminded me of the boardwalk at Daytona although the song was about the boardwalk in Jersey. (Special note check out my website, The Drifters are the spotlighted artist.)


It just saddens me that things can't remain the same for historical reasons. It is the tourist attraction and the money that caused these changes but nonetheless I liked the old look. I really enjoyed driving and parking on the beach and of course this is now a"no, no." The rationale for this was because erosion of the beach and also many pedestrians were actually hit by cars. Safety and environmental concerns changed the law.
I don't know if I want to go back to the boardwalk when I return to Florida. The nostalgia is now missing and it doesn't look the same. It probably good for Daytona Beach and tourism but not good for this baby boomer.

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Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Baby Boomers How Many Saturday Mornings Do You Have?

All of the baby boomers are now at least 42 years old considering the fact that baby boomers were born between 1946-1964.

The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Even though I am home and just work on line as an Internet marketer, there is something about a Saturday morning. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work on my computer although, I rise very early and do a little each day. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable. Why I mention that is that I want to share this story with you that I heard and found once again on the Internet.

A years ago, I was shuffling toward the garage with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time. Let me tell you about it:

I turned the dial up into the phone portion of the band on my ham radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning swap net. Along the way, I came across an older sounding chap, with a tremendous signal and a golden voice. You know the kind; he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business. He was telling whom-ever he was talking with something about "a thousand marbles." I was intrigued and stopped to listen to what he had to say

"Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. It's too bad you missed your daughter's "dance recital" he continued. "Let me tell you something that has helped me keep my own priorities." And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "thousand marbles."

"You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years.

"Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900, which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime. Now, stick with me, Tom, I'm getting to the important part.

It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail", he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays." "I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round up 1000 marbles. I took them home and put them inside a large, clear plastic container right here in the shack next to my gear."

"Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away. I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life.

There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight."

"Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure that if I make it until next Saturday then I have been given a little extra time. And the one thing we can all use is a little more time."

"It was nice to meet you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your family, and I hope to meet you again here on the band This is a 75 Year old Man, K9NZQ, clear and going QRT, good morning!"

You could have heard a pin drop on the band when this fellow signed off. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to work on the antenna that morning, and then I was going to meet up with a few hams to work on the next club newsletter.

Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast." "What brought this on?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, nothing special, it's just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. And hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles.

By my calulation and based on living to the age of 75 my marble bank now has 839 marbles remaining. Have you checked your marble bank? How many Saturdays are you wasting and how many do you have left?

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Wednesday, July 25, 2007

The Haunted Bridge Near Yellowbud


I was sitting here at my computer one day working on my 60s site, when my mind wandered back to a time when I was a sophomore or junior in high school in Circleville, Ohio. I was thinking about the haunted bridge near a place called Yellowbud close to Williamsport, Ohio.
Yellowbud was a very small town probably with a population of less than 500 at that time. I have no idea what the population today would be, but I would imagine it couldn't be much more than that now.
There was nothing unique about Yellowbud except it sat off on a state highway to Chillicothe. It was a typical farming town. Many of us used its back roads and easy access to park and neck. So when asked what college are you planning to attend we would jokingly say Yellowbud Tech. Of course no school by that name ever existed. That line got so famous that T-shirts were made with a Yellowbud Tech logo.
There was a covered bridge near Yellowbud that many students from high school and other places would go and hang out, park, sneak a six-pack of beer (3.2 beer then, you only had to be 18 to drink but could only buy the lower proof of beer) and enjoy some innocent fun.
I really don't know how they spread, but rumors started like wildfire that the bridge was haunted. Many kids and some adults claimed that they had seen ghosts of a man and woman from the 1800s hanging around the bridge. (I had been there a couple of times and hadn't seen anything but my imagination sure went round with the sounds of the night) Folks claimed that a woman and man who had lived nearby died under suspicious circumstances back in the 1800s and were trying to find their home which had long since been torn down.
It was the talk at school whic resulted in the traffic to the bridge increasing tenfold as everybody wanted to see the ghosts. As the story continued to grow and be stretched beyond believability, so did the volume of people visiting the site. Now there was no privacy for your parking, necking and beer drinking. Everybody was stumbling over each other. This place was becoming a tourist attraction!
This is where the story really gets wild. If you can remember back when you were a teenager, you can really take advantage of this opportunity for some real fun; that's what four classmates of mine did.
On the weekend they would head out to the bridge before nightfall long before others would arrive. These pranksters would dress up in something scary and hide in the rafters of the bridge and make weird haunting sounds and throw things down on cars crossing the bridge and sneak up to parking cars where couples parking and scare the holy crap out of them. You can imagine what that would do to anybody, especially with the rumors of the bridge being haunted.
As I continue to look back, I also remember a sheet being dropped from the rafters onto the windshield of an auto as it was crossing the bridge. What these haunters didn't count on was that this car belonged to a resident of Yellowbud, so the sheriff was called to investigate which for a short period of time created a patrol to the area. Now the pranksters were gone but the sheriff was there and breaking up the parking and necking.
When the patrols stopped, the pranks began once again as the rumors continued to fly from people seeing the ghosts. Many described them as a young couple dressed in amish clothes who actually spoke to them. This didn't stop the pranks until one night all four of these pranksters swore on the good book they saw the ghosts. The pranks stopped immediately.
I never saw the ghosts and I had been there. Did they exist? I don't know. There were plenty of credible people who saw them. What I do know is the bridge is no longer there as this one many like them disappeared over the years. It was just too costly to keep them maintained. One thing is for certain the covered bridges themselves were ghosts of our pasts. It's funny how you remember these insignificant events of our lives. Man what fun we had back in the 60s. Wouldn't you like to re-visit that time for just one more day?

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Monday, May 14, 2007

The 60s Is Alive and Well at Creekview High School

The sophomore English Class of Mrs. Efaw has re-opened the door to the 60s. My granddaughter and other students in her English class were assigned projects related to the 60s decade. Why I mention this is that I was privileged to be interviewed by Rebecca, my granddaughter on what it was like growing up in the 60s.

I must admit the questions were very open-ended and thought provoking. Rebecca's project covered the fashions of the era but many of her questions were not related to fashion. She had to tie everything together, I was told. One question in particular was "What kind of music did I listen to when I was growing up and who was my favorite group?" Of course there were so many artists back then that I really enjoyed, so it was difficult to pick a favorite so I chose one that I saw live. "The Lovin' Spoonful." They were really at the top of my list anyway. Somehow I brought up the topic of the permissive and lewd lyrics allowed in today's music. I remember we would have to take lyrics from songs and make up our own interpretation An example that comes to mind is the Kingsmen's Louie Louie. Also I recall when the Rolling Stones appeared on the Ed Sullivan Show, when they had to change the lyrics of Let's Spend the Night Together to Let's Spend Some Time Together to appease Ed Sullivan and the censors. Times have changed. I don't believe parents either care or really know what kind of songs and lyrics that our grandchildren and children listen to. Songs of hatred, racism, killing and so forth. It disturbs me.

Why an English class was studying the 60s, I don't have a clue. I could understand if she was trying to determine what slang of the era was prevalent. I guess it would have made more sense to me if it was in History or a Global class.

What I do know that it created an interest in a decade where most of the students had to come to a grandparent who lived during that time. Kind of scary for us isn't it? I remember talking to my grandparents about the Depression and here we are reliving and telling our experiences about the 60s. To me it doesn't seem that long ago but to these kids it probably seemed like ancient times.

During the interview we talked about what we did for entertainment, clothes I wore, cruising, and of course the Vietnam War. I was also asked what I had planned to do after high school and if I actually did what I had planned. Where was this leading to? I don't think I had any plans after high school that were concrete. Kids haven't changed that much since we were growing up. Most of us yesterday and most of them today still don't have a clue on what they really want to do. Most will say they are going to attend college but not a definite of what I am going to be.

Rebecca asked me how involved, we were in politics during the 1960s. I think we were involved just as much as they are NOT MUCH AT ALL. We couldn't vote until we were 21 and now our young people can exercise their right at 18 but that hasn't increased the younger generation involvement.

I do recall having a mock election in the 7th grade when Nixon and Kennedy were running against each other. I played Lyndon Johnson, the running mate of John F. Kennedy. We had debates and everything. Today's kids don't know who the Speaker of the House is or the majority and minority leader of either house of Congress. I know this because I asked my granddaughter and she is an excellent student. Amazing, huh?

I was also asked what affect did the Vietnam War had on me. First of all, I am a Vietnam veteran who served with the 101st Airborne in Vietnam. I believe we were doing the right thing trying to protect the South Vietnamese from Communism. Even after all these years I still believe we were doing the right thing, but a political war can never be won. When politicians interfere with the military leadership and keep their hands tied then you can never win. We as Vietnam veterans were let down. The United States was not allowed to win. I still think there are many wounds that will never be healed over that war.

I am so glad I had the opportunity to spend some time with Rebecca and share my experiences of the 60s, what I believe and even historians agree was the most historical time of modern history.

Yes, the 60s is alive and well at Creekview High School at least for this past week.

It is always alive and well at my website The 60s Official Site.

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Wednesday, April 25, 2007

What To Do with Those Out of Print Vinyl Records?

If any of you have visited my website, The 60s Official Site, then you know I am an avid collector of 50s and 60s music and other memorabilia from that era. I am always looking for 45 records, LPs and so forth that are out of print. Many of these are classics that have not and may never be available in digital format (CDs) Many of these gems are classics and deserved to be released but many won't.

Just recently Parkway released Chubby Checker's classics, The Tymes, ? (Question Mark) & the Mysterians 96 Tears, the Orlons and so many more after years of just ignoring fans cry for their release. All that was available before then was re-records which never matched the originals. Yes, Parkway would not even re-release the original recordings on re-issued 45s.

I am always looking on the Internet and at flea markets for these out of print records.

What do I do to preserve these records? I definitely keep them dust free and in an environment to keep them dry and warp free but first I make a digital recording of them. With the right equipment you can make an outstanding copy of the record minus the pops and cracks that are evident on vinyl records.

I use a special piece of equipment that attaches directly to my computer with software included to eliminate the pops and cracks on the record.

In 1966 the Cascades came out with a recording written by Bob Lind called "Cheryl's Going Home." This recording will never be found on any Cascades' CD who are better known for the song "Rhythm of the Rain." I mention this because I have been searching for this song for a number of years and found it just last year on the Internet for a decent price. I now have added it to my collection in a digital format to preserve the quality of the song. Listen to it here. Keep in mind this is a mono song. I has never been recorded in stereo. As you listen to it remember this is from a 45. This song never made the Top 100 on the Billboard Charts but my small radio station in Columbus, Ohio we listened to from Circleville, Ohio, 1230 WCOL AM, played this song and I have always remembered it. Even Sonny & Cher performed it on their TV show and it appeared on one of their LPs which is out of print.

I was going to pass the link to this piece of equipment to you, which you can purchase but just found out that it is out of stock and not available at this moment. If interested in finding this equipment or if you have a particular song you can't find in digital format, let me know and I will help you.

For the 60s Fans Only

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Monday, April 09, 2007

Where Were You on October 11, 1964?

Have you ever heard a song and made you think back to something that may have happened during your life when that song was playing? I have and still do.

Maybe your first date with that special somebody? What song makes your reflect back to then? Your prom date? Who was it with and what song was popular then? Your wedding day? (or now a days maybe wedding days) Birthday or somebody else birthday. What was the popular song then?

I know that on October 11, 1964 I was riding in a car with three buddies of mine on a rainy night down Highway 188 just outside of Lancaster, Ohio. Of course the driver was going way too fast for even for dry road, alone a wet one, when we hit a curve in the road and did a 360 in the middle of the road and hit the ditch and the back end of the car smashed into a telephone pole. Luckily nobody was hurt and the car was drivable. But as the car was spinning around, which seemed like an eternity, I saw my whole life pass in front of me. The entire 16 years of my life playing like an old re-run movie on TV. Has this ever happened to you?

Of course like everybody else, when you cruise you always had the radio blaring. The song that was playing at that particular time was Last Kiss by J. Frank Wilson. A morbid song for what had just occurred. From that day on when I hear that song I remember that incident like it was yesterday. You might say it became known as my unlucky song.

Whenever that song ever played again we would either switch radio stations or turn it off. I certainly don't feel the same about the song today but nonetheless my mind wanders back to October 11, 1964.

That gave me the idea to add something new to my website. What were the top ten songs on a particular date in the 1960s. Do you have a special day you want to check out? Visit this link and have fun.

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