I grew up in the era of groovy. Far out. All righhht! The 1960’s.
But, on a small farm in rural Minnesota, love beads were a lil’ hard to come by. 238 more words
Polite notice : before reading ahead on this post, please understand that this is intended as being light-hearted and a funny read, I do understand that some people may view stereotypes as outdated or as a way of me saying ‘all French people are the same.’ Please know this is not the case at all. 923 more words