I missed the '70s. Culturally speaking, my folks were still grounded in the idealism of the 1960s, determined to find themselves or create new selves if they didn't like what they found, and there was no TV. Not to say they were opposed to television; it just didn't fit within the context of communal living, gurus, art galleries, tai chi classes, experimental film, modern dance, foreign countries, "happenings," red-light parties, and/or marijuana cultivation in the wilds of the Oregon mountains. So what I gleaned of popular culture (and the savory rapture of barbecued chicken) came via sleepovers at the homes of "straight" schoolyard chums, which is probably why I feel dizzy with pleasure entering the... More >>>