January, 1969

The Winter of 1968-69 saw the City of Rochester receive 79.8" of snow. So much of my memory of growing up about 25 miles east of Rochester, in the Town of Ontario, consists of visions of snow. I don't recall that Winter being any worse of better in terms of snow and cold, but it was actually below the annual average of 92.8", so I guess we got off lucky that year.

In 1969, the Town of Ontario was still a mostly rural village, with a one-block long main street as its' center. Shopping centers had not yet reached us, but were entrenched in the towns closer to the city and the town center was beginning its slow decline. Agriculture, in the form of fruit (apples, peaches, pears, and cherries), was the economic engine. In the late 1800s, the town had some note as an iron ore mining center, but industry was long gone from Ontario, though a few vestiges of that period remained in the form of ore beds, which were now used mainly for swimming.

The people of the town were almost exclusively white, republican-leaning, with a mix of Catholic and Protestant. I went to school with kids named Fioco, Ficarro, Moak, Lennon, Bell, Doyle, Anderson, Hall, Robusto, Smith, Gardner, Reynolds, Hilegeer, Kelly, Cantin, Dippel. There were just a few intrepid Blacks and no Jewish. The migrant farm system, though slowly coming to an end, still existed, and Black and Hispanic migrants from the South still made the trip up North to Ontario in the Summer to pick fruit and live in squalid and substandard housing that was the private disgrace of our region, though no one wished to talk about it. They were referred to back then as migrant "camps."

My parents were fairly strong Catholics and we attended mass every Sunday, like it or not. We lived at 211 North Slocum Road on a 65 acre farm my parents bought in 1945 for $5,000. We weren't farmers, but my father rented out some of the fields to other local farmers - tomatoes, corn, and hay were usually found in the fields behind our house. Our phone number was LA4-8210. I believe that by then we were no longer on a party line, but for much of my youth we were. I used to enjoy listening in on the phone conversations of my neighbors. The picture at the top of this post is of the creek on our backyard, taken on a typical winter's day - except for the sunshine, which was not typical.

Of our family of six, four of us still lived at home. My older sister Liz was in Washington, DC working for The Washington Post. My older brother Tom was living at a dorm in Rochester. A German exchange student, Bruno Schneider, from "a small town halfway between Hamburg and Hanover", also lived with us that Winter and Spring. The previous November, we were all together again for nearly the last time, except for a few future occasions. From the left, below: Bruno, my Mom Charlotte, Brian, my Dad Thomas, Liz, Tom Jr., and me with my eyes closed.

During the month of January, I was probably starving, due to having to lose 5-6 lbs prior to every wrestling match that season. I was a senior and thus one of the leaders on the team, and I had a pretty good year but was in a weight class that was lower than my natural weight. It's a stupid sport, I thought so then and I still think so...I have no idea why I did it.

But I had my first real girlfriend that year and love was keeping me warm and happy. Though I did not completely realize it, this time was the beginning of my last few months of my childhood and young adulthood; my life would change beyond any recognition in 1969.

Marvin Gaye's I Heard It Through the Grapevine was No. 1 on the pop charts for most of January. The White Album by The Beatles was in the middle of an extended stop at No. 1 on the album charts. I was listening to it constantly.

January was also basketball season - home basketball games were wildly popular. This was a small town. But for us the appeal of basketball games was highly magnified by the fact that the Friday night games were often followed by dances featuring one of the myriad of local bands that sounded pretty much like The Rascals. I can with a high degree of certainly predict that In The Midnight Hour was played at least once that month, around 11pm, in our darkened and strobe-lit gym.

The Dow Jones Industrial Average was hovering between 900 and around 950. It did not close above the 1,000 mark until 1972. The national median price of homes that sold that year was just below $25,000. The cost of a gallon of gasoline was just above thirty cents. The U.S. minimum wage was $1.15 per hour; in February that year it rose to a whopping $1.30. A Ford or Chevrolet sedan was available for around $2,500. A Cadillac or Lincoln, priced at more than $6,000, would stretch the average consumer more than their ability to pay.

The film Easy Rider was released on January 1. With it's portrayal of the elusive search for freedom, drugs, sex, and violence, it signaled an end to the optimism of the 1960s and the beginning of a darker period that perhaps lingers with us til this day. It also jump-started the career of Jack Nicholson, who was thus free to attend Laker games and behave rather badly.




Members of Northern Ireland's Royal Ulster Constabulary damage property and assault occupants in the Bogside neighborhood in Derry. In response, residents erect barricades and establish Free Derry. The Troubles will continue in Northern Ireland for another 30 years.

Meher Baba died on January 31. The final issue of The Saturday Evening Post, which traced its roots back to Benjamin Franklin, was published. It later returned in a different format, but was never the same.

On January 12 in Super Bowl III, the underdog New York Jets, led by quarterback "Broadway" Joe Namath, defeated the heavily favored Baltimore Colts 16-7 in the Orange Bowl in Miami.

My personal favorite: on January 20, Richard Milhous Nixon is inaugurated as the nation's 37th President. Said Nixon"

"We see the hope of tomorrow in the youth of today. I know America's youth. I believe in them. We can be proud that they are better educated, more committed, more passionately driven by conscience than any generation in our history." Of course, quite a few of those noble youth would die in the next few years showing their commitment, in Vietnam, and at Kent and Jackson States. In 5 1/2 years both Nixon and VP Agnew would be forever gone from Washington, both in disgrace.

On January 12, the British band Led Zeppelin releases its first album, self titled but later known as Led Zeppelin I.

The legendary rooftop performance by The Beatles takes place on the roof of Apple Records on January 30. It is the last time the band plays in public; John Lennon would leave the group later in the year but the actual break-up would not be announced for more than a year.

Born on January 5: Marilyn Manson
Died on Janury 29: Allen Dulles

My father was 57 - the same age as I am now (now that's scary!). My mother was only 53.

984 Americans were killed in Vietnam in January. For the first time that month, all four parties - the U.S., North and South Vietnam, and the NLF (Viet Kong) - sat down for peace negotiations in Paris.

Some 30,000 copies of the John Lennon-Yoko Ono album Two Virgins are seized by police at the Newark Airport. The then scandalous cover featured a full frontal nude picture of Lennon and Ono, while the back let the whole wide world see their somewhat unattractive bums.

I was the proud owner of a 1963 Ford Galaxie, a 3-speed shift on the column. I paid a grand total of $300 for the car the year before. I earned the money working as a sampler for the USDA the previous summer - taking samples from crates of cherries brought in by local farmers for the inspectors so they could grade them for sale. Years later, I wrote a song about that time.

Americans were watching Rowan and Martin's Laugh-in, the #1 show on the air at the time. Celebrity shows were very popular - among the 20 highest-rated included variety shows from Jim Nabors, Dean Martin, Glenn Campbell, Carol Burnett, and Johnny Cash.

Though I don't remember the exact time-frame, I certainly had submitted my college applications by January. I applied to Albany State, New Paltz State College, Potsdam State, and I think - Fredonia.

The joint French/English supersonic Concorde jetliner undergoes its first test flight in Bristol, England. In the early 1990s, I had the absolutely thrilling opportunity to fly the Concorde three times. I still have some of those lovely souvenirs Air France and British Air gave to passengers.

Perhaps best of all - the horrible year 1968 - later called The Year of the Triphammer- ended.

Some photos in this blog courtesy of The Wayne Central Alumni page - maintained superbly by my bother Brian!