BLUEBONNETS IN 1974
It was late March, the bluebonnets were blooming wildly. It seemed like a rolling blue blanket sprawling all over the hills. Lying by the lake, Beth was amazed by the patches of red and pink Indian flowers popping up among the bluebonnets.
“One day we ought to go to the Hippie Hollow,” Beth said while sipping her cola.
“Oh, I’m not sure about that,” Ronny replied. “Don’t we have to be naked there?”
“Of course. That’s the spirit of it.”
Ronny felt he needed to start running, weight lifting, or something immediately to get into shape.
“So, you want me to help you with your homework?” Ronny changed the subject. The last thing he was ready for was running around naked at the moment.
“Oh well . . .” Beth picked up her notebook. “Sure, let’s just dive into the most bor
