Once a year, the town of Boulder celebrates the coming of summer with the Boulder Creek Festival. It's a huge outdoor event set along the lush, tree-lined Boulder Creek. It's clearly the biggest event of the year, and the whole town turns out for it. This year there were hundreds of booths with arts and crafts and plenty of great food and drink. It makes me a little nostalgic for that time in the sixties, but the feeling of unity that I so fondly reminisce is unfortunately gone.
People are afraid now.
We've lost something precious. I fear we've become afraid to love. There were so many people at the festival that it was hard to walk through the crowd. I found myself having to weave my way around to avoid running into people. There were people pushing strollers, some walking their dogs.