prob my fav and the one that really turned me on to the dead. Big dead fan, neer seen em live. But I love the San Fran Hippie culture. Or at least the pie in the sky.
In 1969 at 12 years old I was in your city on a trip but a bit too young to do much. Ill get there again.
my aunt lived in Torrence, CA and her son was in the Air Force in Nam. His wife was about 19 and cute as hell. She would make out with his younger brother who was about 14. Then she asked me if I wanted to. I said no. I was 12.
Now I wished I would of.
Yes i want to go back.