Get 'em Mr.Myers...never forget the travesty, American turns against American protesting an unjust war; one we lost; one many want to forget. I missed conscription. My 1-A friends did not-- some died. I was dancing in Kent Friday night, May 1-- not in Grad school that was later in El Norte Cali-- higher standards, cheaper tuition, and no 25% "good-ole-boy" bonuses. You're right, no matter which side one takes; it was not always "a good scene." In 1973, I worked with a NG at an Akron construction firm-- Forest City Dillon. He was in Kent on May 4th, one knee manning the "Man's" Line; he didn't like the tense situation either, but he was ordered there. A mere twenty-something sent to hunt his fellow American, it affected him deeply. Rhodes labeled student protesters "worse than Brown Shirts." The Univ. put out disinformation "event cancelled" fliers. Farmer's wielded shotguns. The best thing in Kent was JB's Down Under, "Funk 49," pseudo-hippie chicks, & a cheap, greasy pizza joint down around the corner heading toward the river. Bonfires excluded. The pizza mainly because Luigi's in Akron, the best pizza around, was too far to drive on a beer buzz. For the sake of uncensored history, do you remember the name of the joint? I left some pepperoni in the Mighty Cuyahoga, but I can't remember what the pizza place was called. Fortunately, I survived & grew up, or so I like to think. Alas, "To the media goes the complete history." Can't let that happen now can we? Free Press M. I. A.

Thanks. I remember the Loft as more of a dive bar rather than as a place to eat, and I do remember the rank bathroom. It was gagable. Perhaps, it was Big Daddy's on North Water Street. Too many wasted brain cells ago. I just remember the pull of the greasy pizza after too much 3.2 beer overpowering all common sense-- and it was pretty cheap! The Kove, Pirates Alley, Brady's, Robin Hood, JB's, and Pancho's were all on the circuit.... We never got in trouble. Just listening to good music, dancing, and enjoying youth. I first heard the Numbers Band at the Kove. I read that they are still alive and shakin'. Featherstich too. I have a few acquaintances from that era still mojo-ing-- Joe Walsh, Alan Myers (former Devo drummer), and General Jacket-- multi-media/medium artist extraordinaire. Those days were extremely enlightening for a simple farm boy from Mogadore Rd. seemingly stuck in the muck fields of Brimfield. Have a good day.