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We went to Encanto Park in Phoenix Arizona, a leader in the flower movement was going to speak and while the whole hippy thing was coming to an end we still thought maybe it could kill another afternoon. The group around the stage was small, forty or fifty people but the speaker was well known. We stood shoulder-to-shoulder eighty feet or so from the stage, about where we would have been forced to stand if the rally had been held in 1968 instead of 1972. Sixty feet of empty green grass separated us from the small group around the portable stage. Piles of black speaker boxes on each side of the platform echoed the spokesperson’s words throughout the park. As we listened a person, about our age with a TV camera on his shoulder stood behind us and started filming. We asked why? He explained that if he put our shoulders in the foreground the group around the stage would appear much larger – like the audience filled the whole eighty feet of space. I placed my arm on my friend’s shoulder, which also put my arm dead center in the path of the camera’s lens. The newsman found another place to make his news. I have never trusted the “News”.   I trust the news less now than I did then.

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Author: assumptionisfaith

david blankenship is the author of three books "Randolph W. Owens, missing on Bright Island" (a science fiction novel), "Herb" (a children's book), "Jack's second Life" (contemporary fiction) and several short stories. The books are for sale on Amazon's Kindle and published in paperback by Create Space.

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