I was a PostWar kid of the late 50s and early to mid 60s.......The late 60s/early 70s are a blur, but were very transformative for me.
This is me on a camping trip to Bear Mountain in july of 69........
I kept putting up my Postwar trains in my room at Christmas time till about 1967....
I had not been a serious student in my 1st two years of high school and drifted academically (for me). At the time, I was playing the organ and very interested in the rock music of the time.
Then, something clicked as I started my Junior year. 1st, I got serious about my health, joined Weight Watchers and lost about 60 pounds. In October of 69, I joined a newly-forming rock band..........and amazingly, having some purpose resulted in improved grades.
This is me in August of 70.......
Unfortunately, though I had tremendous enthusiasm, I lacked an essential ingredient to make it a career.....talent.......
Luckily, my new found focus on schoolwork lead me to an interest in medicine..... From then on, schoolwork and career dominated my life......though, I occasionaly took out the trains in the early 70s and had an "around the tree" HO layout in my apartment in Buffalo in the late 70s.
This in in my room in the Bronx , either 72 or 73.......
Then, nothing till a cold rainy morning in Baltimore in the winter of 1980, when I saw an ad for a Greenburg Show at Towson State University.........and, the rest is history.....PostWar and MPC became my passion......
Peter
