I loved the late 60s and 70s. I remember clearly the tragedy of President Kennedy's assasination. I was in a public school in Brooklyn, NY, second grade. Some time that day my teacher came into the room after chatting with a colleague next door. She was (unusual for her) speechless and stunned. Then my principal made the announcement over the loud speaker. There was a rapid dismissal that day.
Also, I remember the sad day of Dr. King's death. RFK went to Harlem to break the news. I was in the 6th grade that year. Also that year, I met a good friend, Sharon. This was Sharon's first year in my school because she lived afar. She was bussed into my school zone due to desegregation. She turned me on to Marvin Gaye, Tammi Terell, the Dells and some more artists of Motown. I admired her for another reason: she was purely undaunted (she wasn't acquainted with them yet, lucky her!) when the usual bullies taunted me. She had my unswerving devotion one day when she told one them to "f--k off." Needless to say, she quickly became my best friend.
She and I parted when we attended Junior High because of zoning. We lived too far from each other.
High School years were filled with Joni Mitchell, Judy Collins and Santana, Sly & The Family Stone, Stevie Wonder (Innervisions, esp). I also remember the group Malo. Of course I remember Led Zeppelin! But, like a fool, I didn't appreciate them as much then, except "Going to California". lol Now, I see the error of my ways.