Once Upon A Time

Back in the Day… Early 1960’s, I remember being in Jr. High School (Now called Middle School) and not being very happy about it, so I ran away a lot, actually I was quite successful at running away, once I got all the way to San Diego from Long Beach before I was picked up and put in Juvenile Hall, where they quickly shaved my head (I wasn’t happy about that), we went a few days where I wouldn’t give them any information about me and I had no Identification on my person but when I was told that I would be staying there until I told them who I was and they could call my parents I figured it was a Lose/Lose situation and finally coughed up who I was and they called my Parents who were not happy with my ability to travel so far, and they came and picked me up… Where am I going with this story well….. Back in those days and I’m sure it is still fashionable we wrote our Protest to Society on our Pee Chee Folders,


And mine had written on it — “Bleecker and McDougal, Greenwich Village”, because that is where I wanted to go, hang out at the San Remo Cafe with all the Artist, Writers and Folk Singers, and back in 1962 or there abouts The Village was the place to be, Well I never made it, someday I’ll go there and hang for the day but here is where I am going with this story, IF I had never discovered GIRLS I probably would have made it to the San Remo Cafe and if I didn’t become a Folk Singer a Photographer would have been my second choice, I look back at all the things that I did do but it is the things I didn’t do that haunt me, I was very adventurous but just not adventurous enough, I see this NEW Generation who does not want to move out of the house and it really puzzles me, I couldn’t wait to get out (Literally) into the world, I wanted to be creative and different and now at 69 years old I have come to the conclusion that I became nobody and didn’t put my mark in the world…. Now I sit here, old and in pain, waiting for the Refrigerator Repairman and think… Damn Women, oh well what can I say, I am after all complete because I have found that someone special and shared over 40 years together but I guess I still need something to Bitch about.—

UPDATE: Here is a Album named Bleecker and McDougal by Folk Singer Fred Neil.