for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt!
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Those were the days, my friend, we thought they’d never end!
We wore bright baggy clothes, let our hair grow wild and preferred magic mushrooms to button ones!
You’d have liked Pete. He was a big fella, towered over us. He’d greet us with two fingers raised. ’Peace man’, he’d say. He was known for his colourful language, he swore like a trooper, that’s how he got his nickname, Hippie Pottymouth!
I was in the library yesterday, when a stately and well-dressed gentleman raised two fingers and smiled at me!
I couldn’t believe my eyes. My, how he’s changed!
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*Hippie – a person, typically young, especially in the late 1960s and early 1970s, who believed in peace, was opposed many of the accepted ideas about how to live, had long hair and often lived in groups and took drugs.
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Prod Froggie to see what others have made of it!
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PHOTO PROMPT © Nancy Richy
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Hippo Pottymouth. Loved it! (See you in the spambox probably)
That’s where I found you yet again, Sandra! Thanks so much for percevering!
Haha! Times they are a-changin’ but the essence remains!
Indeed, but I’m not sure we have anything quite like the Hippies of the 60s and 70s today!
No… I think you’re right on that one.
Hippie…? Only you could think up that pun!
Thanks, Christine!
As to the stately gentleman… one day my teenager was looking through the 25th and 50th anniversary announcements in the local paper. And she said, “Just goes to show it doesn’t pay to marry for looks.”
Haha, wise words from a young’n!
We’ve all had to make our own peace with the “system”
The Hippies tried to encourage love and peace, just as some folks do today. One day, hopefully
People do change dramatically!
We do indeed.
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as we all do, but we usually recognize that in ourselves last of all
Very true, Beth.
It is amazing how people can change over time. Fascinating!
“Hippo Pottymouth..” .brilliant… your coinage works at meaning on so many levels…! Well done, Keith.
Thanks Suzette, that’s really kind of you!
You are welcome Keith!
Haven’t we all.
…on the outside! Cheers, James.
Loved this Keith!
I’m pleased! Thanks, Di.
This took me back, “ where have they all gone”…
Me too! Gone but not forgotten!
What a swell story, Keith. Loved every bit of it. And the graphic as well 🙂
Thanks so much Lisa, I have so much fun with graphics!
You’re very welcome, Keith.
He’s still a hippie at heart, I promise.
You can take the man out of the hippie, but never the hippie out of the man!
Those were the days, alright! Peace, dude! ✌🏼
Great times!
BTW, I picked that particular vid of Mary Hopkin because of the lovely picture of her with George Harrison, and the other one with The Beatles
They really are great pix! I wonder what she was thinking at that exciting time in her life!
he might have looked different now, but deep within he’s still the same. 🙂
I’m sure you are right, plaridel!
Yep, those were the days. Nicely told.
Oh yes, those were the days! Millennials don’t know what they missed!
Dear Keith,
Funny how the “never trust anyone over thirty” generation is well over the age, eh? I always loved that song. Know what, I may be older but I don’t think I’m any wiser. 😉 Love this piece.
Shalom, (with two fingers raised)
Rochelle
I’m entirely with you, Rochelle!
Those were the days for sure. I miss my bright purple and neon yellow bell bottoms and patched jeans. Love this story, and the song. Peace!
I bet you do! I loved my bell bottoms too!
The Glory Days! OMG, you actually had to define hippie!
Oh, how we change over the years. I love how you captured the transition!
I’m laughing uproariously at ‘Hippo Pottymouth’ like other commenters. This is a terrific story – nostalgic and so very true. How we change. In some ways, at least.
OMG…did you really have to include a definition for hippie?
Gawd we are SO old!