In 1968 I was seventeen, going on twenty-five.
Still on the inside, looking out. One year away from dying, in my mind, in a rice paddy, a million miles from home. Lost and confused, Angry and defiant. Up against the wall with nowhere to turn.
In 1968 I was seventeen, going on twenty-five. Hair down to my shoulders, sideburns to my knees, in my mind. Clean-shaven, hair above my ears in my mirror. Too young for Woodstock, too old for High School, waiting for the Draft to blow me away.
In 1968 I was seventeen, going on twenty-five. Watching the killing, MLK, RFK, Pfc… seeing the hate while I ate my meatloaf from a TV tray. Black and white, yellow and red, Spring and Summer. What does it mean, when will it end.

“I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound?

In 1968 I was seventeen, going on twenty-five. Too young to care, too old not to care. One year away from a man on the moon, one million years from Peace on Earth. The war never ended, it only moved to another country, and another and another. The canons grow bigger and the targets grow smaller. The guns still smoke, the leaders still lie.
In 1968 I was seventeen, on the outside, looking in. Trying to pick a side not knowing what’s wrong or right James Dean or John Wayne, John Lennon or Johnny Cash, Jack Kerouac or Ernest Hemingway.
Finally realizing there was no wrong or right, only truth.
In 1968 I was seventeen. Going on sixty-five. Searching for truth, while living a lie, preaching the word, while doing the deed. Lessons remembered, but lessons not learned.

And so it goes, and so it goes,

In 1968 I was seventeen. 

                                              From "The Pilgrim"

The Pilgrim

1969. Social unrest, racial injustice, the sexual revolution. All play a part in the story of one young man’s journey to self-discovery. The Pilgim chronicles one year in the life of the author. Fresh out of high school, our hero travels to south Florida with his father to work in the booming construction business. Along the way he meets characters that would leave an everlasting impact on his life. Sunshine, the easygoing hippie hustler, always looking for the next score. Reed, the hard-nosed construction worker who taught him that all men are equal, in spite of race or social standing. Joanne, the rich, party girl who harbored sexual secrets. Music plays a large part in the story, as we follow the aspiring singer-songwriter through several performances, paying his dues as he goes. Through a flashback chapter, we learn more about the author and the volatile mood of the sixties. Characters are introduced that later become integral to the complete story. As the story progresses, the main character begins to question his values and the values of those around him. Old and new conflicts are confronted and attempted to be resolved. Ultimately the pilgrim moves on, leaving behind people and unanswered questions. Funny, insightful and sometimes heartbreaking, this is the age-old story of young versus old, ideals versus reality. Told in a fresh, entertaining manner, the story will leave you anticipating a sequel.
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