Here is a short extract from the memoir that I am writing. I hope you like it.
1968 was a year of youth unrest around the world. Students brought Paris to a stand-still, there were demonstrations in Mexico, and demonstrations in the U.S against the war in Vietnam reached a new peak with a violent confrontation of police and demonstrators outside the Democratic Party’s national convention in Chicago in August.
All of this turmoil was certainly one of the main reasons that I was now on a quest to find something new. Instead of going to classes at Columbia University where I was enrolled in the School of International Affairs, I wandered around in New York City hoping to uncover the next steps on my path. Continue reading