Class of '65 here. I was never a hippie type during that time. But did get into the astrology/psychic thing for a time. I remember once talking to an older guy and mentioned something about a psychic I'd heard of...he'd been looking a bit bored, then his eyes lit up with real interest and he said "Psychotic?" I excused myself and got out of there so fast!
Class of '64 here. I had the hippie attitude, but not the way of life. I had a good job and hubby-to-be was in Viet Nam. I guess you could call us "weekend hippies." We did have a VW bus and traveled every weekend. Never went to a Dead concert, but did see the Rolling Stones in Chicago in '68, or was it '69? That was the infamous concert where Mick said he'd never come back to Chicago. The band was an hour and a half late coming on stage. Chuck Barry entertained us while we waited. He was so great we didn't care if the Stones played or not. If I recall, they were boohed when they did show up. Mick looked like a devil in his long, red cape.
Class of '65. I just wonder where the younger generations got the idea that all of us were some kind of hippies. The truth may be more boring, but it's the way it was. I never did much of anything hippie-like...no drugs, no Woodstock or wild concerts, no formal protests, nothing. My brother was in Viet Nam, served honorably and afterward went to work for DOW Chemical. My DH (my second husband, who I didn't meet until the early 80's) was in Viet Nam for many years. He has alcoholism, severe PTSD and depression as a legacy of his service. Under treatment and in recovery for alcoholism. Of course, I wonder sometimes what it would have been like for me if I'd come from a more affluent family or if I'd gone to college back then. It seems like those that were more hippie-like back then were mostly upper middle class to upper class and went to college. I did believe in equality for all and dabbled in Astrology, reincarnation and such back then. My daughter recently referred to her own daughter as a "free spirit" and said she's more like me. Ha!
No protesting for me either. When my DH was in Viet Nam I used to get so angry with the people demonstrating against the war and the men who were serving there. As if most of them had a choice. My DH wasn't even a citizen of the US then, but he chose to go and not say anything about his status. They didn't find out until he was discharged two years later. Then they made a big stink about it and kept him at Ft. Meade an extra week. On his way home he had a first class seat in the airplane and a man pointed him out to the stewardess asking her "does that soldier belong in first class?" Because of all the demonstrators at O'Hare airport, he threw his uniform away in the mensroom and gave his boots to the attendant. He didn't want to get spit on by the demonstrators. His service did make it a lot easier for him to become a citizen though. No red tape or long lines at the Federal Building in Chicago.
It's certainly a different story today for returning soldiers. There are volunteers at the airport now to shake their hands and offer assistance. Thank God.