I was raised very conservatively, but that did not inhibit my impulsive youth. It did take some time to socialize with girls, as most were very cautious - after all, this all began in the late 1950s. Dances (Nuns with rulers) and friends were normal, but in the late 1960s, things changed, and it favored me socially. Some slow-to-change males were hostile and even violent. I survived even knives in the back at the movie theater and drunk juvenile delinquents.
New York City was my playground (my Paris in America). Music, art, and French sexual liaisons. All the mix of World culture and the time of freedom, especially free love, could not have been better for a free-spirited young man like me.
There were several anthems of the era, but one I liked best and the philosophy it projected was Stephen Still's song Love the One You're With (Just a jam)
