I don’t want to call you “dude” or “peeps” or think of you as being “part of my hood.” I will never put a smiley face at the end of a sentence or a big red heart, and I am definitely not getting a tatoo. When I was young I lived on the north shore of Oahu one winter. Next door was a house full of surfers that lived on granola and LSD. There was an older guy who seemed to be their “guru” preaching peace, love and psychedelics. I had a hard time taking him seriously because of the playboy bunny tatoo on his arm. Right then I decided I didn’t ever want to make that kind of commitment. It was an exciting winter watching the boys surf pipeline then come home and ohm.
1969
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Buzzy Donahue
I grew up in San Francisco in the 60's. I lived in a world of sex, drugs and rock and roll. After a long stretch working on my tan I have joyfully found my way back to radio. Because you can't fight it; when it's in your blood. I play music on KPTZ.org. View all posts by Buzzy Donahue

We were so very fortunate to be in the Islands before they were transformed, and I’m glad that i didn’t have a camera: I would have ruined so many memories. I can hardly believe that i set up my tent by accident on a haiau (sp?) and survived. I was more careful after the dreams of that night. Thank you for your postcard stories.
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