My personal history in the rearview mirror is all written in code. It's not secret but it is archaic to the extent that you might need an interpreter to dig into my past. Maybe it's better that I lived for rock'n'roll than to have lived for nothing. I remember Mike Regar asking me in 1965, "Are you a hippie?"
Yeah, I suppose I am, Mike. I'm sorry it took me so long to get back to you.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
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