I’m setting my novella in 1973, so I wanted a convenient link to
You may ask yourself, what was happening in 1973? I was in the third grade. I had pants that looked like couch upholstery, and crepe shoes that elevated me four inches. We were negotiating a cease-fire in Viet Nam, finally, and a great deal of attention was being given to the
anti-Christ Tricky Dick Nixon.
Brrrrr! That’s a rather chilling image to end with. Maybe this is better?
Today, be cool, and do your own thing.