I Don’t Want To Talk About It

Studley P. Hungwell

Yeah this ol Haight-Ashbury dude, Studley P. Hungwell, has been around the block a time or two.

I have made many trips around the Sun in my life….. all total I am on my 71st trip round this Solar System! Which would also means that I, because of my age and my past, have had a few rodeos with the ladies!

I know that you are looking at this old dude and are having a difficult time imagining that movie! But trust me that classic film does exists somewhere! As you may well remember my early history, in my younger days I was hanging out at The Filmore and The Winter Garden in San Francisco immersing myself in the times and the music of the 60’s and 70’s. That was the era of “Flower Power”, of the summer of love, you remember it was the peak of the Haight-Ashbury ready for prime time show. It was Jimi Hendrix and “are you experienced”? It was John Fogerty and Creedence Clearwater Revival. It was Janis Joplin with Big Brother and The Holding Company. It was Grace Slick fronting Jefferson Airplane!

Can you feel me?

As I have from time to time, the reflection about “the good old days”, includes one very soft spot near my surgicated aortic valve, ie, my tired ol heart. My journey and star crossed path intersected with a petite blonde who had a dynamite voice and could sing anything including the dictionary! She could rock with Grace, with Janis, and just about anyone else in town. When I first walked into The Condor Club our eyes and our hearts immediately locked. Love was in the air, my friends! As Bryan Adams sang, it was the summer of ’69! However, it was an extremely short-lived but great love story in my life.

The Rod Stewart song written by Danny Whitten really, really says what Studley P. Hungwell’s heart really feels about the summer of ’69…….it is such a delicate story.

Maybe after I have a few more sessions with my counselor I can revisit and expound greater upon this chapter of my life. But for now I just don’t want to talk about it!