What was your relationship with the counterculture by 1967? Coming out of the World War II generation, you were a bit older than the people driving the movement.
Let’s see, ‘67, I was forty-four, so, yes, I was older than the counterculture, for sure. You have to understand that the counterculture in a way was a very difficult birth, socially speaking, because all through the Fifties we felt we were very few in numbers. These were the Eisenhower years. Comparing him to the presidents that have come since, he wasn’t that bad, but at the time, we thought he was awful, because he was so middle-of-the-road American. And we felt the country was ready to explode with all sorts of new ideas and a new mode of perception. It must have been a good eight years—1965, at least—before the revolution, so called, began. By then, I felt like the dean of that movement. But it wasn’t like people were beating a path to my door. I was more of an observer than an adviser.