I turned 13 during 1967’s Summer of Love. There was no time more eventful for a red-blooded American boy to become a teenager. A cultural phenomenon was developing in San Francisco where the largest ...

Some movies grab you slowly, like a halting lover. Others never grab you at all. Instantly captivating, My Summer of Love had me at hello. The greeting is exchanged in an exquisitely composed opening ...

The summer of 1967 saw a surge in protests and the rise of the hippie movement. Frustration with the Vietnam War fueled social and political discontent. The Haight-Ashbury district in San Francisco ...

You never know where a conversation with your dentist will go. When I went in for a checkup this month, Dr. Gittings wanted to know where I was 50 years ago during the Summer of Love. The question ...