Ooh! I THINK IT'S TIME TO GO HOME
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RIDE TO LA?I don't know who this is, but he looks a little like John Denver to me.
I received an e-mail from Matt Lloyd, who says this is his late father. I will quote his e-mail. The picture you have posted with the man that "looks like John Denver" to you. Well he is my father. He just recently passed away from a hard fight with cancer. But, I had remembered that there was a picture of him in his younger years in the album pictures. I am moving to San Diego in the fall to fulfill my dream of finding out what and where he came from. He was great father and everyone that knew him and loved will miss him dearly. His name is Thomas Lee Lloyd Jr. and you would have loved him if you had the chance to meet or talk to him. I would love to hear some stories about what life was like back then. Please email back. My father would have been flattered by you calling him John Denver, if you could please give him some kind of recognition on your site. He himself was an awesome singer and avid guitarist. Thank You, Matt Lloyd |
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So we left with plans to meet again the following year. But it was not to happen. There would be no Second Annual Monterey Pop and no major gathering of the gentle and beautiful people again until Woodstock. But Woodstock, while drawing more people and more fame, (or infamy) was missing the peaceful, relaxed attitude that was prevalent at Monterey. The feeling of family. Goodby Monterey. I miss you. And I think of you often.
About twenty-five years later, I moved to Monterey and worked there for about a year. Many of the places I remembered had not changed much. The Denney's was still on Fremont Avenue, but the vacant lot next door where so many people camped out had been developed with an office building. The little motel I found in Seaside was still there, but it'd been spruced up a bit. The KFC was in the same spot in Pacific Grove. The shopkeepers in Carmel were just as snotty, but the land behind the beach next to Asilomar was covered with a golf course and million dollar condos. Most of the people I got to know were really great, but why do the Pebble Beach women talk through clenched teeth all the time? Does having a rich husband give you lock-jaw or do they all have their teeth wired together?
I went to a couple of events at the fairgrounds and being there brought back many melancholy memories. But the whole experience was different from 1967. Monterey Pop was bigger than any one place or event. It truly was one shining moment in time.
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In conclusion, I was young and idealistic and really thought we could change the world. It was probably a mistake to think that a bunch of "rock n' rollers" or "freaks" or "drop-outs" could do anything to end the Vietnam war or bring about world peace, but eventually the world DID change. Not everything we hoped and worked for came to pass, but we eventually did get out of Vietnam. Young people did begin to take a more active role in the political process and became a force to be reckoned with. We've still got a long way to go and we may never get there, but I'm still on the journey. Are you?
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