Silverstein Among The Hippies
July, 1968
"I tell myself I'll start drawing today and head down Haight Street toward Hippie Hill," says our bearded Shel Silverstein. "Three people sit in a doorway smoking grass. A guy in a monk's robe asks me for some spare change. Electric rock comes from a basement window. The girls line up at the free clinic to get their birth-control pills--a sign says, don't give the clap to someone you love. The tourists drive by with their windows rolled up. 'Wanna buy a lid?' The Diggers ladle out...
