How I Accidentally Started the Sixties

Before Timothy Leary, before free love, before the word hippie became a part of the preferred nomenclature, Howard Bloom and his band of explorers were pushing boundaries and minds.Embarking on a great journey that took him from his home in Buffalo, NY, to Washington, to California, to Israel, to New York City, along the way learning much and gaining in experience—some of that experience crushing the morals and mores of the previous generation—and most importantly, he gained insight.Bloom horrified his parents, shocked his teachers, seeking the form of spiritual enlightenment called satori, and finding sex instead. How I Accidentally Started the Sixties is the untold story of the birth of a decade.