It was August 1969, and the older kids, we kept hearing for a week, were leaving the island for a music festival in a place called Woodstock. Josie and I were waiting for her older brother to come along and drive us back to Sconset. We were 13. ... only follow up at Ohio State's campus during Kent State Massacre, protests and regular tear bombing. That summer may have been the summer of love, but the next few ones were the summer of all hell breaking loose. ...

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