We All Lived on Love Street

The late 1960s was quite unlike any other period through which I have lived. We, the young, all lived on Love Street, perhaps not loving as much as we should have loved, but nevertheless loving as we experimented with new freedoms and new joys. We nearly changed the way that people lived, but nearly wins no cigar and eventually greed and the wearisome nature of having to live spoilt our dreams and ambitions for the world.

Despite our best endeavours we could not change the fundamental wrongs that afflicted us – the wars and the greed, we could only offer a commentary and point out the wrongs until we tired of doing that and retreated from the things of fundamental importance to the things that were merely important.
Living on Love Street turned out to be a mere observance of what passed, not a way of life.

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