

I was born in New Zealand in the 50's,
it was primitive living back then,
television hadn't even reached our shores. I
lived with my parents on a farm for the
first few years of my life, my parents both
worked so I have pleasant memories of
Uncle John
Robby, the farmer who used to take me
with him to do farming things, but that's
another story.
I remember things like when the first
hamburger joint opened in our town, the
suspicion, and the enormous cost of 2
shillings. We moved into town into a state
owned house, I suppose you might call it a
project but it was very beautiful with each
house just a little bit different from the
next sitting on a quarter acre block.
We got a television and it quickly became
the central alter in our home, everyone had
"their programs" but moms were the most
important. I often remember loud arguments
at bed time, usually when the old black and
white Star Trek came on. We dreaded it
because inevitably mother won.
I loved it, I wanted more than
anything to live in the future where
everything was computerized but that was
just science fiction. Go figure?
I loved growing up in my town, it was just
at the end of the time where kids weren't
protected 24/7 so we would venture into all
sorts of incredible places without our
parents ever really knowing what the heck we
were up to.
In summer we would spend hours swimming in
the Manawatu River that past by out town, we
explored the swamp and took long hikes
camping in the woods. No one ever got hurt
or interfered with in those days, kids were
free and our world was enormous.
Anyway I soon grew into a rebellious teen, I
tried everything I could, much to my
families disgust. When I left home at
exactly 15 I moved to the streets of
Wellington City. I was in awe of the city so
I made do and stole for a living, I was 15
and a danger to myself and everyone around
me.
I didn't last long in the city, I never got
into any real trouble but there were some
near misses then one day I heard about
communes. I was fascinated so I hitch hiked
to the town of Wanganui. I had heard of a
teacher of the hippie ways that lived at a
Maori village come commune up the Wanganui
River, so I sought him out.
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At the commune I first tried drugs,
marijuana and acid were the drugs of the day
and I was fascinated that my
perception could shift so radically
just by taking a tab of acid.
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I went to rock concerts and I did all the
silly stuff that crazy young hippies did.
Then I decided to go to Auckland, I got a
real job and saved my money, I was going to
travel. While I lived in Auckland I got into
some very seedy lifestyles, I figured very
young that I only had myself and one life so
I should try everything I could. And I did.
I was 16 almost 17 when I traveled to Europe
to lived in London, I won't lie, it took all
the courage I
could muster to leave my home
country and travel so far. But once the
plane was in the air there was no turning
back. I loved my time in Europe, I didn't
travel a lot, money was tight and I had to
work in London but when I think back on that
time its like a dream. I can smell the city
and see the lovely brick town houses, its
all still very clear.
I saw shows and traveled to Amsterdam, I
loved Holland, but eventually it was time to
go back to the South Pacific. I didn't ever
return to New Zealand though I'm sure I
meant to, I stopped in
Sydney Australia and
ripped up the town. I absolutely adored
Sydney, it had all the convenience of the
modern world but it was far away from
everything so the culture was unique.
About the time HIV surfaced and we were all
trying our best to have sex safely I
realized that the good times of city life
were not so attractive anymore so I left. I
had decided to hitch hike up the Eastern
coast of Australia. I had heard of a
community right out in the boonies that
interested me. I had formed relationships
with traveling companions and we slowly
worked our way together up the coast.
We eventually arrived at a tropical paradise
called Cape Tribulation which in those days
was still a wilderness, I was in heaven. I
lived on the beach and collected social
security, I was a beach bum, then one
gloriously sunny day the unexpected
happened. A beautiful woman walked shyly
onto the beach, I fell head over heals in
love and that she was accompanied by her boy
friend didn't faze me at all. I was going to
marry this woman, I knew it. |