I am a child of the 60's...The 60's might as well be the 1800's, it is now close to a half century ago!
I have the fondest memories of those 60's garage bands- those chilly Florida winters hitchhiking my way to fire stations, public auditoriums, armories to see my favorite bands.
While all my high school friends were busy flirting with the quarterback of the week at football games, I jumped ship and embraced the "mod "movement in England.
I made friends with girls a rival high school, and together we rallied round the rockers at the North Miami Armory. It was a week-to-week drama, the Beatle wannabes, the fashionista's, the micro minis, the Mary Jane shoes, white tights, twiggy spider eyeliner, the "boy" haircut and more.
How I looked forward to getting dressed for the occasion, sometimes a week's project! I had a mad crush on one of the local bands, I used to go shopping every week for a new "mod" outfit so I would look my "groupie" best.
| 1970s Carnaby Street in London's West End - a focus for consumer spending.|
My fondest dream was to go to England, because that was my world. Music, my life, and nothing was more important.
One of the highlights of my adolescence was when the Queen Elizabeth I cruised into Port Everglades.
A high school friend piled about 6 girls into her car and we drove up to Ft. Lauderdale to tour the ship. It was there that I met my first boyfriend.
We made a deep connection. Every weekend after that, I would take my 'fish tailing' Corvair, and drove to Ft. Lauderdale to see him, or he would take the bus down to Miami to visit with me. Through my relationship with him, I began to appreciate everything Irish and have done so since then!
|These photographs Carnaby Street, London were taken by Arby Reed in 1968. The girl looking into the gleaming Roller shows us that this was before Carnaby Street was pedestrianised.|
I finally did get to England after high school, and have been to Ireland twice as well. I have to say the countries were everything I had imagined and more.
When I first visited London, I couldn't get to Carnaby Street fast enough, this was the heartbeat of the fashion world at that time. On my first trip to London, I celebrated my 21st birthday atop the London Hilton. It had a revolving restaurant, and I can remember every detail. It was absolutely fabulous.
I suppose we all have our favorite memories about growing up, regardless of the era. I wouldn't trade mine for a micro-mini!