My father had been a pilot in the United States Air Force. So as a youngster, I was keenly aware that nuclear war was a real possibility. The military had its finger on the trigger. The war in Vietnam overshadowed my college years in California. I joined student protests. Police wit clubs chased us and we ran, choking and half-blinded because of tear gas, it was a time of turmoil and rebellion. There were political assassinations, protests, and riots. Ideas and opinions swirled like leaves in a windstorm. It was all so confusing.
In 1970, I took a job on the north coast of Alaska and made a lot of money. Then I flew to London, bought a motorcycle, and rode south wit no destination in mind. Months later, I reached Africa. Along the way, I met people who also wished they could get away-break free somehow and run from the circumstances that enchained them.
Next time: LIFE STORY -I Have Seen Faithful Ones Thrive/AS TOLD BY ROBERT LANDIS
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