Where Have All the Protest Songs Gone?
S Lynn Knight
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…and once a month the incredibly loud honking sound of the school alarm would out of nowhere blare across the school, the teacher quickly, nervously telling everyone to get under their desk, on your knees and place your hands over your heads… with the image of the mushroom cloud from TV so clear in mind, last nights nightmare…

“Today was just a practice.” She would say.

Ah, but that was only one facet of the 60's, truly a pivot point in history.

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