Purpose
My grandson is growing up in a world where the arts have
been removed from schools, handwriting isn’t taught anymore, and cell
phones have become part of a child’s anatomy. He has no idea what it was
like for me growing up in Motown during an era of racial riots,
political assassinations, the British Invasion, Transcendental
Meditation, Viet Nam war, Watergate, and Peter Max, whose art clearly
expressed the psychedelic craziness of a history wrought with turbulent
change. These experiences helped shape who I am today, but my grandson
won’t know unless I tell him my stories.