Between the Beat and the Hipped
When you write about something on your blog you never know who might respond to what when. I guess it is sort of like Forrest Gump’s box of choco-lites.
Back in 2006 I had two entries about The Golden Horn beatnik coffee house on 15th Street in Atlanta. If you want, you can search for Golden Horn in the blank in the top left corner and see what I said..
Just a couple of days ago I received an email from a person doing research on Beatniks and Hippies of Atlanta. He said he ran a Google search of Golden Horn and got my blog. He wanted to know if I had anything more to say about The Golden Horn, the Beat and Hippy scene of the same neighborhood – and why did that area attract the bohemians?
I responded saying I didn’t know why that area attracted the bohemians and went on to say probably because of Piedmont Park, the rent in the old houses on and near Juniper Street, the nurses school home, and being near the High Museum.
I went on to say that I was too young to feel part of the beatnik world and too old to be part of the Hippie community. I was out of place in either group, which seems to sum up my life story. Which also partly explains why I am invisible.
I could have throw in that I felt out of place in the Yuppie World too, but I doubt if he really care.
But I did tell of my multiple visits to Greenwich Village in NYC when I was in the Navy. How some Navy buddies and I were fascinated of the hipped scene and combed the Village like roaches taking mental notes, going to coffee houses, art galleries, bookstores, hanging around Washington Square, and so on. But that was a long long time ago, in a Kingdom far far away.
In his email he had his website address, which is about the Hippies of the Peachtree, 14th to 10th Streets area. It brought back a lot of old memories when we visited that area a lot. Check it out:
Peace Brothers & Sisters