The Sexual Revolution
I was permanently expelled from Young Harris.
a boarding school run by the
I fell in with the wrong companions. This was in
the 11th grade. I went back home to Seacrest.
Sounds like a soap opera name. It was.
was
One kid’s mother looked like a movie star. On a band trip,
she fell out in the parking lot with silk mules and a pink
peignoir. Most of our mothers looked like Marjorie Main
in Ma and Pa Kettle movies. A ratty chenille bathrobe.
I remember when a friend’s mother was taken off to
the mental hospital for depression. She simply couldn’t
do it anymore. She got electric shock treatments.
The well-to-do ones got hooked on Valium.
No, Miltown. Valium came later. This was before Prozac
and Paxil. Whatever they take now. Eight-balls.
Street drugs. TV and a career. In management.
An account executive. An associate.
Associate what? I associated with juvenile delinquents.
I got kicked out of school. I later dropped out of Seacrest
and joined the Air Force. I quit high school. No revolution for
a poet. This was road-time. Herman Melville said
a whaling ship was his Harvard and his Yale.
In the College of Hard Knocks an expulsion
is often a promotion. Scott Nearing said.
Dylan Thomas in
McCarthyism. The John Birch Society.
In
Ha ha, Percy Dovetonsils.
Sad days are these in
