When I was a young lad long ago in the bland, faceless, smugly prosperous America of the 1950s, I had an itch to be somewhere else. As I heard the expression put first on the TV series “Buffy the Vampire Slayer”, I would indulge myself regularly in a game called “Anywhere but Here.” The Germans have a beautiful word for it: Wanderlust.
But … Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
There was a light snow falling when Gary Smithers got off the bus at the Greyhound station in the center of town. It was early in the morning, just after 6.00 or thereabouts, and he searched the streets for a cafe, not wanting his first coffee of the day to come from the scabrous … Read the rest
Second part. First part is here.
On 28 August, 1963, I came home from somewhere one mid-afternoon. The new school year hadn't started, so the early part of the day remains a blank. Except that I was in Charleston, West Virginia, and we lived in a big ramshackle white house at the end of a dead-end street way up in the hills.
When I walked through the door, our … Read the rest
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Apart from the Civil Rights Movement and the Viet Nam War, the American '60s are best remembered for the music, the drugs, and the changing attitudes toward sex. I say 'changing attitudes' rather than simply 'changes in sexual behavior' because I am not sure that long before the '60s people were not indulging … Read the rest
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