Half century a go go

I seem to be afixed to wanderings on days long gone lately. One of my friends or maybe me to one of my friends … recently said …  everything seems to be fifty years ago now. For instance, fifty years ago Patty Hearst was kidnapped by the Symbionese Liberation Army. I was obsessed with the story. A lot of us were. The real life deluxe soap of soaps. Swings and turns and phone exchanges with buds. Conjecturings, red herrings, hard to believe photos in banks with machine guns and berets, painting in Rolling Stone of Patty as Cristina in Hoppers Cristinas World … sky high Stockholm Syndrome-oramadama. Was a time. 

BTW - she married her bodyguard. Wouldn’t you?