tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8938111885824771622.post8615282319395333698..comments2023-11-02T04:23:14.216-07:00Comments on IT WAS <br> HER <br> NEW YORK: Sunday Memories: Giving Peace A Chancec.o. moedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04842423601233807880noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8938111885824771622.post-2222808870059317812009-11-10T19:52:18.821-08:002009-11-10T19:52:18.821-08:00I had my original Peace Button--the white backgrou...I had my original Peace Button--the white background with the black symbol on it--for years until about 4 years ago when I gave it to some and passed the peace and love vibes on. Although the Vietnam Conflict was raging and my brother was over there--it was still a time of hope.Melaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01587238399511427894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8938111885824771622.post-56498341729976190382009-11-10T19:48:21.472-08:002009-11-10T19:48:21.472-08:00I loved this story too--My best friend Ronnie and ...I loved this story too--My best friend Ronnie and I would run around the west village at the time maurading around MacDougal Street like we owned it--stopping in at Rienzi's for a burger and a side of salad with the best Russian dressing and feeling somewhat bohemian. A great escape from Brooklyn.Melaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01587238399511427894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8938111885824771622.post-25637667780030939882009-11-10T07:27:02.172-08:002009-11-10T07:27:02.172-08:00what beautiful buttons and memories. It does seem ...what beautiful buttons and memories. It does seem that values were different then, but I think it's cyclical, and I sense that passion for social integration and harmony is returning, in a higher-tech way. There is nothing like a simple message, though, in the shape of a little button, in vivid colors, beautiful type. Art will always have the power to move; every revolution has its poet.bowspritehttp://bowsprite.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8938111885824771622.post-87378940378419516242009-11-08T10:21:45.948-08:002009-11-08T10:21:45.948-08:00Thank you so much for the comments - delighted thi...Thank you so much for the comments - delighted this story evoked such interesting memories of your own.<br /><br />both the passion and commitment to social action and the freedom with which we moved now all seem embedded in these smart phones. Our revolution seems to have gone from the street to technology - an observation made by a UN official about how social change was happening - not through marches he noted but through the electronic communities.c.o. moedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04842423601233807880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8938111885824771622.post-15983958446204209842009-11-08T07:18:03.195-08:002009-11-08T07:18:03.195-08:00Hi CD,
Nice story. Brings alive the New York o...Hi CD, <br /><br /> Nice story. Brings alive the New York of that era. Not just the peace buttons, but the kids running around by themselves all over the city. We did the same, but I grew up in a Canadian small town. Amazing how cloistered kids are now, city or country . . . <br /><br />Best, <br /><br /> TimAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8938111885824771622.post-53577745516597612952009-11-08T06:35:55.324-08:002009-11-08T06:35:55.324-08:00Hi. Interesting story. It reminds me old times whe...Hi. Interesting story. It reminds me old times when we were full of ideals that we could change the world. I loved the passion of that age. The life was different, there were no cell phones and internet. And I think that also our values were different. I like remembering these times. It's important part of my life.<br /><br />Best regards,<br />Juliereal estate agenthttp://juliekinnear.com/about_julie-team.htmlnoreply@blogger.com