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40 years of change

Contributor to book about Woodstock describes the hippie lifestyle of the 1960s.

June 11, 2009|By Michael Miller

In our dress, we’ve become a nation of primarily “casual” dressers — even corporate offices have casual Fridays. Check our nurses and public workers. In our laws, ACLU watchdogs and Boomer types are still on the beat to assure equal pay, equal rights, desegregation and human rights. In our social mores, public celebration of the human body burst out of the closet with the Woodstock generation. Witness the acceptance and extent of public nudity today — TV, movies, rock concerts, art, etc. Prior to the late ’60s, Americans had to hanker after stars fully clothed on their TV sets or magazines with brown wrappers.

What do you think kids of the Woodstock generation would have thought of today’s Huntington Beach?

Cool, dude! You can just, like, hang out every day after graduation and still live at home? Surf’s up! What happened to the Golden Bear? Who’s rockin’ at House of Blues tonight? Can I really roll one right here on the street?


Of course, that was before they wised up and became lecturers at Chapman.

Most, I’m sure, chased their ambitions to their logical ends. I wanted to teach. I spent years watching our culture change before my very eyes in classrooms, elementary through college. I noted that students never really expressed a challenge to the day’s dress or language or music — fewer rallying points of contention after the Woodstock generation moved the bars.

How To Get It

“Woodstock Revisited: 50 Far Out, Groovy, Peace-Loving, Flashback-Inducing Stories From Those Who Were There” came out this month from Adams Media. To learn more about the book, visit woodstock.html.

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