My Father Fought the Sex Pistols

And the Sex Pistols won

Glory days: Sid Vicious and Johnny Rotten. Photo by Richard E. Aaron/Redferns

It was 1978, and boring was in.

I spent most of my time trudging to and from seventh-grade classes on Long Island, devising ways to hide pot inside of my model airplanes, and falling asleep each night to a cassette of Steve Miller Band’s Fly Like an Eagle.