1969 My Favourite year, (but not for everyone)

Happily, peacefully sitting in a field 150,000
Happily, peacefully sitting in a field 150,000

Nineteen-sixty-nine

One of my favourite years.

I was eighteen

I was in love.

Bob Dylan wrote "Lay lady lay".


"His clothes are dirty,

but his hands are clean,

and you're the best thing

that he's ever seen.

Stay , lady stay,

Stay with your man a while.".


Our thoughts were of peace and love

As we sat in that field of 150,000.

Flower power fore some
Flower power fore some

The atmosphere was completely joyful.

No pushing , hurting of any kind.

Not so easy for others that year.

Peace didn't come for

our American friends.

Boys just like us.

Our cousins across the pond.

Forced into war.


Across the ponds our friends had a different kind of sit down together.
Across the ponds our friends had a different kind of sit down together.

A war they knew little

or nothing about.

The cruelest thing....this war.!

We cried for the "boys"

We cried for the children.

Children of Vietnam,.

Children of many young soldiers.


Protest don't work.

When you're young and free.

Free to protest

But don't expect change.

Do not expect the Powers that Be...

To listen to the likes of you and me.

No words needed
No words needed
Great fun for some.
Great fun for some.
We always talk of "The Boys" but must not forget "The Girls" too.
We always talk of "The Boys" but must not forget "The Girls" too.

And so it went on

And still does today.


The songs...Oh the music...

Of nineteen-sixty-nine,

Remain in my heart

To this day.

What amazing emotions

When l was eighteen

The love of my life at my side.


But the sadness remains

For the boys who never came back.

And also for those that did.......

Come back to a heroes welcome?

Not likely. Back to a hell.

That some still live in.

A hell inside their own minds.


The magic of being young

Was lost for those young men

We cared ,over here across The Pond.

Though our lives were looking bright.

And love and peace was what we sought.

We had the choice.

Others did not.

Our lives were bright and so we sang.


"Where have all the flowers gone?

Long time passing.

........Where have all the young men gone?

Gone to graveyards every one.

When will they ever learn....

When will they ever learn?"


Our fellow brilliant writer who was once in Vietnam. While l just skipped in Hippy clothes .Flowers in my hair. While Micky was over there.
Our fellow brilliant writer who was once in Vietnam. While l just skipped in Hippy clothes .Flowers in my hair. While Micky was over there.

Bureaucracy will never learn.

The devils' world will never learn.

But we have free will.

Indivually we can learn.

Learn from History.

Learn from the past.

Help one another wherever we can.



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Micky Dee 2 years ago

You're pretty pretty girl!


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Micky Dee 2 years ago

Beautiful sentiments. Surely we don't lack the Bob Dylans or Joan Baezs today? I don't hear protest songs. Is a "hard rain gonna fall?"


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 years ago from Great Britain Author

Just pouring out some memories. Sometimes the contrast between youth of those times , the difference between loving life and being sent so far away from home to fight, comes back to me. I can remember watching news from Vietnam on the t.v. with my mouth dropped open.


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billybuc 2 years ago from Olympia, WA

You captured it all perfectly. That was a watershed year in my life, the year my father died and I had to grow up in a hurry. Thank you for the memories.


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 years ago from Great Britain Author

Sorry that some of your memories are so sad.

Thank you for reading. l was trying to cast my mind back to the awful feelings l 'd get when having such a good time and then seeing the news and knowing the soldiers in Vietnam were more or less my age.

A lot of us felt ....wow.. The draft....it could be us.!


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wrenchBiscuit 2 years ago

There was a spark of hope and inspiration that existed during the 60's that we have not seen since.I was too young to participate in the marches and the protests, but I have the greatest respect for those who stood against tyranny.

I also will never forgive the greedy dogs of Washington who sent teenagers,little kids, to die in a jungle; the war pigs that put a gun in their hand, instructing them how to most efficiently kill other teenagers.

I was very young,and I also had a good time during those terrible years.But because we enjoyed this luxury,we are now obligated to do all that we can to expose and to stop the evil men that are busy planning the next war.It is good that you remember so well, and honor them with your words.


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mckbirdbks 2 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Hello young lady. I read with interest your poetry of my 'time'. So long ago now, yet memories remain. So many did not return and so many that did were changed forever from their experiences.

Now, how in the world did you take care of that hair?

I sent this over to Tweeter.


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 years ago from Great Britain Author

I am the one who feels honoured by your beautiful comment.

Thank you so much wrenchBiscuit.


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 years ago from Great Britain Author

Hi mckbirdbks........

Thank you for taking the time to leave me a great comment.

As for my hair, l'm afraid that because my husband loves it so much , l still have it down to my hips.


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PegCole17 2 years ago from Dallas, Texas

This one is way up there for me, Dim. It was one of those unforgettable years where so many things were going on. You've captured them beautifully here along with those awesome photos of you and your lovely hair. (Grow it, show it, long as you know it's my HAIR! Down to here, down to there, down to where it stops by itself...) Oh boy, those were the times.


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 years ago from Great Britain Author

Fabulous comment, Thank you PegCole.

Sometimes l'll hear a song from that era and the memories come flooding back.

Thanks for stopping by.


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PegCole17 2 years ago from Dallas, Texas

Love Can Make You Happy, Good Morning Starshine, Psychedelic Shack, Papa Was a Rolling Stone, Up Up and Away, Let The Sun Shine In, Proud Mary, ahhh, there's nothing like hearing those tunes. Flower power, Dim.


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elayne001 2 years ago from Rocky Mountains

I graduated from high school in 1969, and my brother would have gotten drafted if he didn't go on a church mission. Times were scarey. Drugs were rampant as were free love and flower children. I was one of those flower children who tried to see the good in everything. We even had a VW bus. Thanks for the reminders.


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 years ago from Great Britain Author

Oooooooh! Peg.......Good Morning Starshine was just one of THOSE songs for me, if you know what l mean.

So l must thank YOU for the memories.


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 years ago from Great Britain Author

Hi elayne001 Thanks for coming to my page and commenting.

Somewhere down the line we must be kindred spirits.

So glad your brother was able to do something far more valuable than fight.

Some of us thought we really could change things with love, kindness, tolerence and MUSIC and FLOWERS. It was great to be young but oh how sad l did feel for our american friends who were drafted. Ghastly war.


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Lady Guinevere 2 years ago from West Virginia

I was 12 years old in 1969 and in 7th grade and in music class we sung those songs. Thanks for the memories, my friend. It was a very good year.


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 years ago from Great Britain Author

Thanks for stopping by and commenting.

I'm so glad that quite a lot of people have commented on this one. it meant so much to me... the contrast betwween our lives in Britain (or any not involved inthe V. war) and the youth of America who suffered so much and still do as they head into old age. Bitter-sweet memories.


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Lady Guinevere 2 years ago from West Virginia

My father-in-law went to the WWII, Korean and another war when he was young. He has since passed but he could never tell us how it was like in those wars. It was just too painful for him. All those lives and wrecked homes and bodies and then we kind of disowned them when they came back is very heart wrenching to say the least. We are getting better at taking care of them though, slowly but surely.

Yes, they are bittersweet memories. Out of strife comes peace though too and I think this is what happened back then...We had strife and then the peace was from the words that we felt and could vocalize to the world. Crazy how things work out that way.


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 years ago from Great Britain Author

Lovely to hear from you, Lady Guinevere. All wars cast dark shadows. My uncle came back from being a prisoner of war( Imprisoned by the Japaneese) WW2.

As children we were always warned not to ask him about his time over there...

If we all want peace , then in theory it should happen one day.


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old albion 2 years ago from Lancashire. England.

Hi Dim. Wonderful memories for me here Thank you!

I wonder if the love of your life remained with you or is now just another memory of those times.

Graham.


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DREAM ON 2 years ago

To see vividly images come alive when I was only five.I was happy as ever even though I don't have one single thought to show.Thoughts of peace and music fill my head.


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 years ago from Great Britain Author

Hi old albion,

I'm glad you too have happy memories.

, and yes! l have been with the same man now for 45 years. He still makes me laugh, so there's no escape for me.

Thank you for commenting.


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 years ago from Great Britain Author

Hi Dream On. If you were only five in my special year, l wouldn't expect you to have any memories.

Thanks for reading and commenting.

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