This makes me ponder how protected kids are nowadays from basic things kids need to learn to anticipate dagers: climbing trees, calling each other names, falling off their bikes, and the like. There's something missing in today's virtual worlds.
I grew up in the 60s, too. Hearing John Coltrane in person for the first time at the age of 15. Hearing Mingus with Dolphy at the five spot in early 1964. Experiencing San Francisco and its music scene before the so-called summer of love. Etc.
I feel like I should be watching Walter Chronkite sign off now.
He was a big jazz fan.
I never knew that, kool! thanx
You have surpassed yourself, Bret. This is one of your great essays. The truth rings like a solid C minor.
This makes me ponder how protected kids are nowadays from basic things kids need to learn to anticipate dagers: climbing trees, calling each other names, falling off their bikes, and the like. There's something missing in today's virtual worlds.
I grew up in the 60s, too. Hearing John Coltrane in person for the first time at the age of 15. Hearing Mingus with Dolphy at the five spot in early 1964. Experiencing San Francisco and its music scene before the so-called summer of love. Etc.
Sorry we didn't cross paths that decade!