POWER TO THE PEOPLE?
An inauspicious start to Senior Year and much to my dismay, the teachers’ parking lot was totally full when I arrived on that 1st day of school in September 1968.
Most of my classmates had gotten Summer jobs and purchased automobiles and took my spot.
Petitioning the administration without success to regain my usual parking place, they turned me down citing that effective immediately, every student would have to park out on the surrounding streets.
Which of course I didn’t, returning to my coveted post much to my classmates’ consternation.
A cultural Genesis beginning with the Bohemians in the 1950’s, San Francisco continued evolving into the world’s Ground Zero counterculture establishment.
Followed by us hippies in the 1960’s and our Vietnam protests, the Gay Movement, Women’s Lib and racial solidarity, there was red hot lava boiling under the surface of the flower children in The Haight Ashbury’s la-la land just ready to explode.
Already a burgeoning melting pot with a bustling Chinatown, Japantown, the Mexican Mission District and the Italian North Beach area, the most disenfranchised culture was that of the African-Americans ~ hence the dire need for The Black Panthers.
Now as the “big” Seniors at the top of the heap, we felt invincible.
Our first order of business was to elect a school president and the presidents of the Freshman, Sophomore, Junior and Senior classes.
Having to give initial electory speeches in the school gymnasium to narrow the field to just two candidates per class, I was nominated #1 in the Senior grouping.
Undaunted having to speak before what was initially a freshman class of 200 thinned down now after 3 years to 167, due to all of the expulsions.
Pray to The Holy Spirit constantly and simply from your heart, just as earnestly as He was your very best friend.
+ through Divine Intimacy ~ He IS!