September 16, 2015 5:00 AM
I CAME OF AGE in the early 1970s, too young to be a Flower Child or hippie, yet old enough to remember all the anti-establishment and Vietnam War discontent.
I wore hip huggers, hot pants and bell bottoms. Fringed suede belts and go-go boots. A POW bracelet wrapped my wrist.
My bedroom was paneled and painted lime green, accented with a yellow smiley face bulletin board. A black-and-white movie poster of Ryan O’Neal and Ali MacGraw hung above my bed. I loved the film Love Story, still do, even though it features a line—love means never having to say you’re sorry—that’s ridiculously stupid.
Jonathan Livingston Seagull quotes inspired me and Elton John’s Crocodile Rock rocked me.
Mixed in with the funky tie-dyed t-shirts and the too wide pant legs and the too short skirts and the everything parents likely abhorred about teen fashion of the seventies was the peace symbol. Sweet peace. Today, decades removed from my youth, I still value the peace symbol. Peace. It is my hope for this big wide crazy world of ours, a timeless wish that remains constant through the generations.
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The age of our youth. I remember these times well. I agree about the peace symbol.
By The Surprised Gourmet on September 16, 2015 at 5:32 AM
It’s amazing how many youthful details this peace symbol evoked.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 8:26 AM
I still remember the embarrassment of the day when my college English professor eviscerated Jonathan Livingston Seagull in her lecture, and I had to hide my much/loved hardcover copy under my notebook.
By Marta on September 16, 2015 at 6:19 AM
Oh, no.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 8:27 AM
I too rememberthose times as I graduated in 1970 and the peace sign was “it” in those days. The tv would be filled with scenes of college campus uprisings and from the vietnam war. Then there was those bell bottom pants; while i liked them, my shortness did not display them properly! Yes, those were the days my friend …
By Thread crazy on September 16, 2015 at 7:03 AM
That’s a song, isn’t it? Those were the days, my friend…
I am tall, thus I could wear bell bottoms well. I still have a pair of lime green pants I wore in high school. My mom saved them. No, they don’t fit. Not anywhere close.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 8:29 AM
Perfection.
I’d go to that garage sale simply because I really dig that sign, man! Groovy! xx
By My Inner Chick on September 16, 2015 at 7:15 AM
That’s precisely why I went to the garage sale, because of the sign. Lots of art and other goodies, but nothing that struck me as groovy or that I needed.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 8:30 AM
I do not understand the connection between a garage sale and peace; perhaps intended only as and eye-catcher. Did you check out the garage sale? Perhaps it was a treasure trove of tie dye apparel.
By Dan Traun on September 16, 2015 at 7:27 AM
I don’t believe there’s any connection between the two and that the peace symbol was used, as you state, simply as an eye-catcher. It worked. Yes, I went to the sale. No tie-dyed items, but lots of art.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 8:31 AM
We all could use a little more peace in our lives. I say the peace sign should make a comeback. That and long flowing hippy skirts.
By Missy's Crafty Mess on September 16, 2015 at 8:21 AM
Agreed on more peace in our lives. Those long flowing skirts do seem to be making a comeback.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 8:32 AM
I found this on Instagram and thought of your blog post.
By Missy's Crafty Mess on September 21, 2015 at 2:56 PM
Love it. Thanks for directing me here.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 21, 2015 at 3:47 PM
Wow now that is some inspiring sign that motivated you to tap into your literary talents. Nicely written and certainly takes readers back many decades remembering when…
By Sue Ready on September 16, 2015 at 9:17 AM
It’s interesting, isn’t it, how something so simple can inspire a writer.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 9:50 AM
Ah yes. When I was about nine, we lived in Germany and used to flash peace signs to the young American soldiers. They would smile and hold up their two fingers too. Funny how the WWII victory sign became a peace sign a generation later.
It’s hard to believe that era was almost a lifetime ago.
By Sweet Posy Dreams on September 16, 2015 at 10:17 AM
I did not even connect the victory sign to the peace sign. Thanks for teaching me something new today.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 10:47 AM
What is a POW bracelet? The 70’s was an interesting period, well written. My mother would have shot me dead rather than let me out the door in a mini skirt let alone hot pants. Lucky you!! c
By Cecilia Mary Gunther on September 16, 2015 at 10:43 AM
A POW bracelet is a Prisoner of War bracelet. It was a simple silver band engraved with the name of the POW and perhaps a date, too. I don’t think I have mine anymore, although it could be packed in a box somewhere.
I don’t recall Mom ever limiting my dress. I sewed my own clothes and rarely got anything off the rack.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 10:50 AM
I had no idea those existed.. who made the bracelets and distributed them? Do you know?
By Cecilia Mary Gunther on September 16, 2015 at 4:17 PM
I don’t know. I just remember that my friend Cindy ordered them from somewhere. It was a national effort, not local.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 4:58 PM
Audry, I love this post!! So many great memories! I would have stopped by the garage sale too, just because of the sign! The peace sign has actually made a come back here in the South the last few years and I’m glad to see it. I went to a Lutheran parochial school during that era, and I can tell you as soon as I graduated high school I was wearing bell bottoms and mini skirts, and hot pants! I think the more society takes away and frowns on, the more likely kids are going to do it later anyway and possibly indulge a little TOO much! Ha ha! i turned out just fine… and I see some of those styles are back again.
By Littlesundog on September 16, 2015 at 11:54 AM
Youth often tend to rebel against rules.
Yes, you turned out just fine. Really fine, in fact.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 12:48 PM
I love the music of the 70’s – that is my go to for music even now – AC/DC to CCR to Marley to Queen to Zeppelin 🙂 I had a peace symbol button and smiley face button on my jean jacket growing up. Thanks for the walk down memory lane today – enjoyed it 🙂 Happy Day!
By cravesadventure on September 16, 2015 at 1:58 PM
Oh, yeah, the music. I loved Chicago, Bread, Elton John, Rod Stewart…
I bet you wish you still had those buttons and that jean jacket. Or do you?
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 2:01 PM
I still have those buttons in my memory box. The jean jacket would no longer fit and has been long donated. My husband has hauled his letter jacket throughout our various moves over the years though. I have had to drop some pounds of “stuff” over the years, especially with two cross-country moves now. I have not really unpacked because we are just in temporary housing right now. Hope to have a house to make a home and settle into next Spring, however; I have learned that my heart is home where ever my greatest someone is and that is what matters the most to me 🙂
By cravesadventure on September 16, 2015 at 2:24 PM
You definitely possess the right attitude about “home.” How wonderful to hear that you still have those buttons.
By Audrey Kletscher Helbling on September 16, 2015 at 3:08 PM