I’d been living in San Diego for over a year when I found myself, one day in 1971, seated cross-legged on the floor before a photo of an Indian guru, in the bedroom of a woman I’d never met before, in a house on Coronado Island.
Category: Sixties Memoir
“A mind blown is a mind shown,” Robbie said again in his mellow California way as we headed toward Montreal. We were on the road north in a chocolate brown ‘64 Volkswagen microbus with no reverse gear. It seems Robbie had dropped reverse on a dirt-road side trip somewhere in Kansas and couldn’t afford to fix it! What, I wondered, had I gotten myself into? It was July 29, 1969.
Adapted from the memoir HOME FREE: Adventures of a Child of the Sixties By Rifka Kreiter to be published May 16, 2017 In September, 1965, I landed a job as Commercial Continuity Director at WHN Radio in New York, 1150 on the AM dial, with offices on Park Avenue. The title, impressive to me, went with an … Continue reading 2. MARCH ON – Part 1