What were you doing in the 60's?

Question

1960's that is, not your age.Were you a hippy or something else? I was my Mothers worst nightmare. Out at rock concerts all night. Arrested twice for civil disobedience. Taking non-prescriptive medication, and having boyfriends that my father called "the great unwashed" How about you?

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Answer 1

I was born in '49, so the 60's was my teenaged time, and boy was it fun ! The Beatles made their appearance when I was 13, and oh , how I loved John ! We all used to scream our heads off when we heard their music, and when they came to visit Australia, I can remember standing at the bus stop that rainy morning and thinking "they are standing on the same ground as I am" and I thought I was going to faint at the thought of it ! It was a great time to be a teenager - I think we had the best music EVER, the best fashions....these girls nowadays think they are wearing mini-skirts, but WE pioneered the look and it was MINI !!! I had a "Cilla Black" hairdo, with it short in back and long at the front, and we'd go out dancing every Friday and Saturday night, to live bands which later became household names. Some of those old bands are still doing the club circuits, and don't sound too bad even now. I saw Gerry and the Pacemakers last year and they were damned good !!
One good thing, despite all the drinking, boyfriends, rock concerts and other interesting stuff, we didn't have access to drugs. Well not where I was, anyway. I do think that this is really bad stuff, and its doing a lot of damage to kids these days. I'm glad we were pretty untouched by them.
As well as all that raging, I did manage to get an education, and later a profession, so by the end of the decade I was ready for the big wide world of adulthood.
But , hey it was fun while it lasted !

Answer 2

In 1960, I was raising 2 daughters 17 months apart, both in diapers.

In 1965 I gave birth to a son and then 14 months later I gave birth to another daughter.

Life was hectic.

I was very busy holding down the fort while my husband was working a full time job and working towards his degree.

I still look back and wonder how we accomplished all we did, but I do know we learned that if you want something bad enough. . . . . you do what you have to do to get it and make a lot of sacrifices.

Occasionally I had time to observe that the world outside of my sanctuary was drastically changing.

Now we are still trying to scoop up the rubbish of the hippie generation and the results of it.

I'm sorry that, not everyone can see what I have seen through my eyes for the last 72 years.

It would scare the hell out of you.

You would all try to find the way back to a more simple life and have the security of a feel good society.

The only conciliation is that they do wears shoes and shirt now and oh yes . . . . they take a bath now.

Very good question. Thanks for allowing the chance to tell it how I see it.

Answer 3

Hi Shan, I'm always one of the last to answer your questions, never mind. In the sixties I was working all the hours there were to start up my business, it all seems so long ago now and yet at the same time I can't believe how fast the time has gone. Looking back I wish I had been a bit wilder, but with two boys growing up it wasn't possible.Hey do the cows still wander about the road at Wanstead Common? that used to be hilarious in the rush hour.

Answer 4

"ndnquah" said it best...sex, drugs, and rock and roll. Even though I didn't look like a hippie, I led the life style. I was a parents worst nightmare. Alot of my friends from back then are/were either in prison or dead from overdoses. Luckily, I didn't fry my brain too bad. Loved the music of the generation, although to todays standards I suppose the music appears pretty lame and tame. For the merciful eye from above, time, and some good luck, I'm a total opposite of what I was back then.

Answer 5

I was born in 1954. I was a Child of the '60's. It was one of the most exciting decades ever. It was the ending of innocents and the beginning of "let it all hang out", the "me" generation, "free love". Some might say it was the beginning of reality. I enjoyed mini skirts, Twiggy, white lip stick, Paul Revere and the Raiders, hip hugger bell bottom pants, wearing surfer crosses and peace symbols. I was a little young for Woodstock, but enjoyed the idea of it. You could listen to folk music and not be ridiculed. Tie Dye was an art, not a statement. I could go on and on...thanks for bringing some of this back to my old feeble brain cells! LOL!!

Answer 6

Well the first two years of the 60's I was in highschool. Then
I was engaged, and then I went to work at an orphanage and
then a dept.store in their coffee shop. I was engaged another
time, for a short while And I went into the service, and became engaged again and this time I married. I got out of
the service and so did my husband,and we located to Las
Vegas, Nevada. Then to Phoenix, Arizona. And I got pregnant, and we moved to Oregon to be near my parents.
Nine months later, I delivered a baby girl. And six months
after that, we moved to the LA area. And from there my husband was transferred to the Palm Springs, Calif. area. We bought a house in Palm Desert, California. And I got pregnant again. I delivered a son in 1966 and then
we lived in the LA area again. We came back up to Portland,
Oregon to spend Christmas with the family and decided to move back up again. I was again a housewife and we lived across from my parents where there was a cute little park in between the streets. And we moved from one small house into a larger one next door. I took up ceramics, took an obscene phone caller to court, and learned what pot was all about for the first time.
No one was into the hippy thing before then, of anyone I knew. All of my friends were mothers and raising kids and I was the only one not working, as a stay at home mom. The last of a dying breed. We moved out of the district to another location near a grade school and another park, and into a modern house. And I enrolled our daughter, the oldest child, into kindergarten.Then we moved from there across to Vancouver, Washington in the year of 1970.
It was about '71 that we went to the Satsop, Washington rock festival, where there was a big show planned, but it never really came off, due to heavy rains and mud and general discomfort.I had been excited when I arrived. But
the scene changed and became ugly. It was my first and last witnessing, of what hard drugs do to people. As I saw the true hippies strip and play, oblivious to what others were doing. And from what we saw, they were high all the time and partially nude and screaming out of their minds on really hard stuff. Many women were bare breasted with neon body painted signs above them. They had a first aid truck there, that really was doing a steady business. And while all of this chaos was going on, there wasn't one top entertainer we had been promised. By the next day, it was no longer fun. It was an ugly scene actually. And I was paranoid until leaving on
Sunday morning. I recognized a boy I'd gone to school with,
who was helping manage the event. He thought he was a big
deal, until I told him we were a guest of the promoter. And he
was a hired hand.
We had a brand new tent that was like two rooms in width. And people were coming in all during the night to find space to 'crash' for the night. Crash in more ways than one.The mud
that was tracked in, made the floor a soppy mess. Luckily
everyone found a dry spot for their sleeping bags. I used the
mobile home of the promoter to make some coffee and soon
we were tearing the tent down and preparing to leave, like the
others.
That was all I wanted of a true hippy scene. After that, I only dressed like one, on a Saturday night. LOL. It was safer that
way.

Answer 7

I was in high school in the 1960's & graduated in '64. I was pretty shy & had only a few boyfriends. I went to the YMCA on Saturday nights, & danced to the songs in the jukebox. I danced with a lot of my male classmates & met some cute guys from the other schools in my town. I have loved to dance since I was in the third grade, thanks to Amercian Bandstand & my older sister, who was a great teacher when it came to all the latest dances. After graduation, I worked a few jobs here & there so I could help pay for my Cosmetology schooling. I later met a great guy & we got married in 1966. My first son was born in 1968.

Answer 8

Let's see-the 60's. I had 3 of my 4 children in the 60's. I was a frequent contestant on some game shows at the local and national level. We moved from LA to Santa Maria and I found out what living in a small town was like. I couldnt wait to get back to LA. We moved back in 69 so that just about covers the whole decade. Good question.

Answer 9

playing baseball and football all day non stop. didnt care about girls until 1970 and then it was a new love every week. Too young for woodstock and thought star spangled banner by hendrix was unamerican!! Wow, was i young!! Listened to AM radio on my transister radio until I feel asleep while listening to red rubber ball or paul revere and the raiders. Did terrible in school and that lasted until high school. I can still remember what I was doing in the summer of 69, the worst summer storm to hit cleveland ohio practically in our history. Great era, second only to the 70s.

Answer 10

At the end of the sixties I was leaving school and going out into the real world....that was fun!!!
I followed some of the hippies, then I liked bikers, then mods and then mini skirts, the pill came along....pretty good, then maxi dresses and hot pants and star trek...great....
Then I got married....all change .......along came babies real nappies and bills, oh and the beach boys...John Travolta and Mel Gibson and Harrison Ford.....best stop now, I do however remember my first real boyfriend he was one of the great unwashed and my Mum called his "bootsi", because he was so skinny and wore these great big boots and his pants were so tight you could almost see his meat and 2 veg.
Ahh them were the days......Thanks for memory lane.