This Kennedy guy looked younger than your father. 

We had bomb shelters in our backyards and at school they called us out of class to sit in the halls and duck and cover. 

After school was a whole lot better.  Chubby, Boom-Boom and Bobby Rydell blasted out of my transistor radio. They sounded even better on my buddy's new hi-fi, called a stereo! 

Life was a blur! The Bay of Pigs failed, Marilyn Monroe checked out, and the Peace Corps spread. This place called Viet-whatever was in the news, and how we were sending troops.  I was in school when the announcement came over the loudspeaker that something awful happened to the President in Dallas. 

Seems like right after that, these 4 British guys and others like them were everywhere on the radio. After Ed Sullivan put The Beatles on his Sunday night show I let my crew cut grow into a mop-top. 

The week Martin Luther King was killed I could see the smoke and fires downtown from my backyard. Malcolm X, H. Rap Brown, Stokely Carmichael and Angela Davis were radical people for a radical time. 

Still, The Mamas and the Papas, Buckinghams, Paul Revere and the Raiders, the Young Rascals, and Spanky & Our Gang did their best to make us feel good.

Nixon said he'd end the war, but flashing a peace sign just didn't cut 

The decade started with Kent State ended with the Trial of the Chicago Seven.  I think we all felt like going up to the country with Canned Heat and staying there with Three Dog Night.  No wonder that old Indian dude had a tear roll down his cheek when he surveyed the scene.