Kaleidoscope of Blue
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There within the walls of this old house, while
fires filled the mystical streets outside, she began to love again. Slowly, her life took on new meaning.
June 1968, again, brought tragedy to a great leader,
and in August of that year, Chicago was faced with the Democratic Convention
and all the violence that it unleashed.
Together, separately, she and Bryan had experienced the horror of the
Viet Nam War and campus unrest. They listened to the outcries of the
young. They saw the painted tears on
the faces of the “flower children,” their long straight hair entwined with
daisies, and they listened to the chants of “Make Love, Not War.” They sang the folk songs, ballads and the
love songs, they danced to rock and roll, and they wondered-- Why? For it truly was a time when this nation’s
young seemed to be lying their souls naked before the almighty--bonding--searching,
separately, and yet somehow together--the “Flower Child” and the Soldier--the
activist and the “Hippie”. America was
down on her knees. She was begging,
pleading for inner peace, and on her hands was the stain of drugs and blood--in
her heart, the pain. It seemed a lot
for one generation to bear, but in some strange way it bonded them together.
Music--sweet music played in her ears--love seemed
blue--protests abounded--bittersweet promises-- tearful good-byes, peace in the
parks--flowers in the hair--black lights--bell bottoms --STOP--SLOW DOWN--I’m
falling--I can’t go any deeper--PLEASE--It’s so dark--I’m all alone--I’m so afraid--
“Steve?” Her
body shook as she recognized his voice.
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Hidden within the archives of the mind, there lives the essence of the soul. Deep within the convoluted tunnels hide our fears, the music of our past, the dreams of yesterday, and our hopes for tomorrow. It is where the Id, the Ego, and the Superego learn to live in harmony. And as we journey through life searching for meaning in our existence, we eventually learn to nurture the child within.
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To understand a generation, we must walk their path--feel the fierce uncertainty and incredible love of yesterday. "KALEIDOSCOPE OF BLUE" describes a time when this nation's young seemed to be lying their souls naked before the Almighty--bonding, searching--separately, and yet somehow together--the "Flower Child" and the "Soldier"--the "Activist" and the "Hippie". America was down on her knees, begging, pleading for inner peace, and on her hands was the stain of drugs and blood--in her heart, the pain. It was a lot for one generation to bear, but in some strange way it bonded them together.
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Amy's past unravels upon the pages as she clings to life. Young love is often bittersweet and can leave scars that last a lifetime. However, life's lessons are never where you expect them. She was raised in the heartland where one can still hear the sound of rustling cornfields on an autumn night and the lone whistle of a train as it rolls along the rails. Her journey continues when she finds herself in Chicago in the 60's. Here she found an unfamiliar world, where medical professionals from many countries had come to learn and to heal, however, they were surrounded with unrest.
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Smoke filled the air as they hurried down the darkened street towards the campus fraternity houses. They would live their lives today for tomorrow seemed too uncertain. Bryan was an ambitious student of law who was determined to change the world. She was the small town girl that won his heart. But there were secrets that haunted her--secrets that she alone would face in the dark of night. And although life at times distracted her, it was love that kept her focused--she alone would walk her path.
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This one's for you, Bill--
About the Author
“KALEIDOSCOPE OF BLUE” is a book of fiction colored
with historical facts of a generation.
This journey is far more important than the destination. The author grew up in the Midwest. She moved to California in the early 70’s
where she has been a registered nurse for 34 years. Her plans are to continue traveling the world, to write of her
experiences-- to enrich her journey. She
also enjoys writing children’s books because she feels that children are our
future. This novel has been an ongoing
project for five years. Her hope is
that those who remember this era will find within the pages a common bond with
those who walked beside them.