Steve Sherry's The Vagabonds of '74

Magic Carpet Ride To Santa Barbara

Early '74 Montclair, New Jersey, Alf a most unusual friend
Cedar Grove, New Jersey my little town....Miss Munches House, Newberry's, Cedar Grove Pool
Hitchhiking To Albuquerque 1972, The Commune and Krishnamurti, University of New Mexico
Seeing Badfinger At Carnegie Hall, The Dugout, McSorely's Ale House
Seeing Bob Dylan, "The Poet Lad" At Madison Square Garden
South End Pizzeria, Van Gogh and Plans for California
Jersey Shore Recollections, Summer of '71. St. Louis, The Gateway of the West, The Road to Colorado
Rocky Mountain Panorama, Problems with the Pinto, Ritchfield Utah???
California! Lennon's Lost Weekend, Venice Beach, Malibu
Pacific Coast Highway, Panoramic Visions and the Magic Carpet Ride To Santa Barbara
San Francisco, The Shelter, The Warf and the Hole in the Wall Hotel
Sacramento, Jumping A Train? Wierd But True, The Shock of My Life
Oblivion, Reno, Good Samaritans and The Ghosts of Woody Guthrie, James Dean and Tom Joad
A Night In The Can in Kansas
University of Kansas at Lawrence and The Doobie Brothers
True Meditation Foundation of Human Understanding, "How Your Mind Can Keep You Well"
Vagabonds of '74 Part 2: Old Friend Ollie, Meeting Veronica, The Suburban in Montclair
BOSTON, The Leap of Faith and A Night in a Shelter
Sleeping in a Newspaper Truck, Cambridge Hippies and No Turning Back
Squatter's Rights: 269 BROADWAY, Furnishing Our Hippie Pad
269 BROADWAY becomes Miss Dale's Farm
California Hippies Arrive. Free Food from The Docks, Strange Encounters
Kenmore Square Blood Bank
Leonard Cohen, Patron Saint, Ali Defeats Foreman and the Great Squash Fight of '74
Vivid Visitors from New Jersey,
The Invasion of Boston University, Taking Over The Dorm
Jonathan Swifts, Harvard Square and The Sugar Shortage
Beacon Hill Gulf Gas Station and Reflections Atop The Longfellow Bridge
Christmas 1974 in Montclair, Returning to Cambridge, "13th Floor Panarama"
Bandages, Canes, Barroom Brawls and Spontaneous Conversation
Meeting Leonard Cohen
The Beginning Of The End and Saying Goodbye
Vagabonds of 74 Epilogue
Essex Catholic Memories: Crosby, Stills & Nash, Marty Liquori, Mark Murro, City Stadium, St. Benedicts, Dylan, Positively 4th St.
The Essex Catholic Wrestling Team 1971: 8 District Champs, Ting A Lings, Hitting the Town....
Essex Catholic Teachers and Students, Br. Harrington, Mr. Lamb, Mr. Taglieri, Mr. Zarro, Simon and Garfunkel
Random Events at Essex Catholic 1967-1971: Stuff Happens! Bomb Scare, JUG!, Abbey Road
Essex Catholic Senior Year 1971: World Trade Center Rising, The Staircase from "A Hard Days Night?" Meditation, MySpace: "Jersey Shore," Crosby, Stills and Nash Epilogue
The Jersey Shore: May, 2011 Brielle....Sea Girt....Introspection On The Sand.....
Essex Catholic Memories 2012

Esoteric Visions On Pacific Coast Highway

After the meal a decision was in order.
Where do we go from here? A logical place was San Francisco.
The fact that it was 4 hundred miles away escaped us.
On the map, it was "somewhere up there" which was good enough for us.

When a small truck veered to the side of the road we hurried over.
It was a 1950's Delivery Vehicle that had been converted to a camper.
There was a mattress in the back which I settled down upon while Alf rode shotgun.
The driver was on his way to Santa Barbara and must have felt
"the more the merrier"
because no sooner than we'd gone a few miles,
he pulled over for a guy and girl who themselves were lugging duffel bags
and they joined me in the back.   

After greetings, a jug of Red Wine appeared from our fellow Hitchhiker's duffel bag and was passed around.  
We imbibed as if it were a sacrament and I could feel it warming me, taking the edge off the road and by the third round weariness had been replaced by a flood of Visions......

.......I'd been so many things in my short life, worn so many hats,
thrown so many experimental boomerangs into the wind,
paying the price when they didn't come back at all
or did come back and hit me in the head........

My Passions ran as deep as my need for Survival and I knew somehow I would prevail .....
The wine had flushed the sand from my Intellectual Gears
and began churning out a  Faith Restoring Reflections......

Yeah,  is was me.....still alive.....
reappearing on Pacific Coast Highway of all places.......
a Vagabond Bohemian in search of Cosmic Consciousness
with an internal galaxy of Poems and Visions........

In fact the trip we were on was all about Poems and Visions,
it was a living, breathing Testimony to everyone we ever loved
or would ever love....
we were doing this for the good of Humanity as well as ourselves......

The little truck with its passengers,
the California vibe, my friend Alf and my Renewed Optimism
made my soul sing in its chains
with the Wordless Knowing that sometimes revealed itself to me........
"That wine's hitting me, man!"

I wanted to stay forever in that Time Warp,
driving northward, never reaching a destination  
but Enduring the cruelties of the world 
until everything had changed for the better
and I was healed of my sorrows .......

I needed to understand and to be understood
and I sensed that if I could face the world in the same "head" I was in now,
I would utter the magic words to set my soul free.......

Alf was feeling mellow too and that made me happy.
I liked it when we could both be mellow.
It was what we lived for because Creativity and Good Vibes
always flowed from it.....

Even with our occasional squabbles we were like brothers
and we always wanted what was best for each other in the long run............


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