Tim Dodson:
CLASS OF 1969
Fairfax High SchoolClass of 1969
Fairfax, VA
Tim's Story
It was June 6, 1969. It was 6 ... 9 ... 69 and I made it... graduated that is from FHS in good old Fairfax, VA. I don't remember much about the day except thinking: thank goodness that's over! I immediately got on a plane and spent the summer of 69 just like Bryan Adams song: playing guitar, INHALING (unlike Bill Clinton), and meeting what were called "flower children" back then.
I learned what the summer of 69 was all about by DOING rather than reading about it. I heard Led Z e p p l i n (first album) blasting out from the windows of the dorm rooms on fraternity row at UCLA. Interestingly, when I came back to Fairfax when the summer was over, no one here had even heard of them... in fact a few months later the were the warm-up act, billed under the headliner "The WHO" at M e r r i w e a t h e r Post! The crowd loved them so much that they didn't even want "the WHO" to come onstage! An unbelievable concert and I can still hear the s w o o s h of the guitar string that shot over my head when they smashed up their equipment at the end of their set...
Three different people called me and asked if I wanted to go to some concert called:W o o d s t o c k. Fortunately I had just spent the summer of 69 in L.A. and had gotten my full dose of sex, drugs, and rock n roll... I passed on W o o d s t o c k but had many more in store for me as I went to GMU for the next 4 years, finally graduating with a degree in Philosophy .... what else?!
" Real life " started to s...Expand for more
ink in gradually after that. I bought my first house in Alexandria. It doubled in value in 3 years and I rolled that over into a 10-acre estate out in M i d d l e b u r g, VA. After a few years in FEMA (yeah,- that one!),- I realized that not only was the "9 to 5" not ready for me,- I wasn't ready (or ever would be) ready for them!
I remember one of the teachers at FHS had attempted to smear me by branding me a "radical". I got sent to the principal's office more than once for: "long hair" (remember the B e a t l e s ?), wearing a shirt w/o a collar (a hanging offense in those days!)... and general insolence...
yeah,- I had an attitude alright...
so I did what any self-respecting "radical" with a degree in Philosophy would do: I made money in real estate, retired at a little over 30 and lived the life of the "country squire" out in M i d d l e b u r g for the next 15 years...
As anyone know who's lived here all their life,- you gotta travel and get out of town to see the world....
So I did: the wife of a Mayor of a Greek Island invited me to visit their properties in Athens and the Greek Islands, then things went on from there... P a r is, Venice, Madrid, etc. So far I think it's been more than 20 countries and as Ferris B u e l l e r would say, "if you have the means,- I highly recommend it!"
Anyhow,- it's getting late (or early depending on how you look at it), so this saga will have to be continued anon, as they say...
Cheers folks & c u at the reunion!
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