
Dirty Weekend
‘Scuse me while I kiss this guy
Everything changed in ’69. The culture had been changing for a while, I guess, but none of the changes had impacted me: my fiancé, Joe, thought pot was for losers, and I knew the Pill was for sluts who couldn’t keep their knees together until they got married.
We were studying law and we had no time for anything but studying. We were going places: we planned to…