Introducing the 1960's
As I mentioned before, the end of the fifties and the beginning of the sixties was chronologically a little messy for me. The fifties were my years of childhood, and the sixties were the years of my adolescence and youth. Unbeknownst to me, my childhood and the fifties had definitively ended somewhere in the middle of 1958 when the family took off from Des Moines and went to New Zealand. Likewise my adolescence and the sixties had begun somewhere in the middle of 1959, the summer before I turned 13, returning from abroad to the American heartlands of the fifties, with my heart no longer there. That leaves about a year that didn't really belong to either decade. The decade of the fifties for my age bracket had been a decade of social and political deception on a monumental scale. We had been systematically lied to and decieved by our elders and leaders about almost everything. We were led to believe that the world was not what it really was, that history was not what it really was, ...
