The Sixties Kid

He walked back to the door, turned, and fixed his eyes on mine.  When he spoke, it was very soft­ly.  “I don’t know what’s gone wrong, but some­thing has.    I know that before this year I just was­n’t home enough.  I can’t change the past.  But I can see that some­thing has you head­ed in the wrong direc­tion.  I’m not going to sit back and watch it happen.”

                “You mean you’re going to get involved?  Don’t do me any favors.”

                He looked at me, but I don’t know if he even heard me.  He didn’t respond to what I said.

                “Your moth­er and the girls will leave for the coast on Mon­day, just like we planned,” he con­tin­ued.  “I don’t want to ruin everybody’s sum­mer.  You and I won’t be going.  I think we can do the work I was going to pay those con­trac­tors to do around here.  At least, we’ll see.  Because you and I are going to stay here this sum­mer and do it.”

               Lucas Trew was born too late, a 17 year old boy with a ‘60’s sen­si­bil­i­ty trapped in a ‘90’s South Texas lifestyle.  He longs for the days of protest march­es, real rock ‘n roll, and, why not, free love.  His lifestyle is about to change, but not quite as he might have wished.  His father, an ex-marine Viet­nam vet­er­an, has just sold his busi­ness and bought the fam­i­ly a ram­shackle man­sion in the coun­try.  The plan is for mom and dad, Lucas, and his three half-sis­ters to spend the sum­mer at the Texas coast while the man­sion is renovated.

But then Lucas gets caught smok­ing pot at school on the last day of his junior year.  School offi­cials threat­en to press charges and with­hold cred­it for the entire year.  How­ev­er, their anger pales in the light of his father’s.  Dean Trew real­izes how far he has let his rela­tion­ship with his son drift and deter­mines to make amends, albeit in boot camp style.  When mom and the sis­ters leave for the Coast, father and son stay behind to do the ren­o­va­tions them­selves.  Mil­i­tary mind­set con­fronts hip­pie consciousness.

For Lucas, a sum­mer with “dad” equates with a sea­son in hell.  Espe­cial­ly after Dean reveals the rules–summer long restric­tion; vis­it­ing hours; manda­to­ry phys­i­cal fit­ness; and end­less hours scrap­ing, sand­ing and paint­ing a house Lucas comes to hate as much as its own­er.  But even hell has its oases–visits from Dan­ny, his pot-smok­ing ami­go, and Eun, his Asian Amer­i­can on and off again girl­friend; occa­sion­al trips to the Coast; group drug ther­a­py ses­sions that go beyond weird­ness; and one wild night of free­dom.  Not to men­tion a shark attack.…

The Six­ties Kid is a father-son dra­ma about recov­er­ing rela­tion­ships, find­ing out who you are, and learn­ing to live with it.

Author’s Note:

This is the book clos­est to my own heart because it was inspired by my rela­tion­ship with my father.  He was a stern dis­ci­pli­nar­i­an, deter­mined to see all six of his off­spring grow into pro­duc­tive and respectable cit­i­zens.  I was my fam­i­ly’s black sheep.  My father’s work (he was a min­ing equip­ment sales­man) required him to leave on Mon­day morn­ing and return home on Fri­day evening.  My moth­er’s most oft-spo­ken phrase to me was the thin­ly-veiled threat, “Wait until your father gets home.”

I prob­a­bly broke his heart when I was arrest­ed for pos­ses­sion of mar­i­jua­na at the age of 19.  We bare­ly spoke for the next sev­en years.  I became a Chris­t­ian when I was 26, and though my father was not a Chris­t­ian, I believe it was the pow­er and grace of God that led to our rec­on­cil­i­a­tion (a long sto­ry for anoth­er time).  We remained close until he passed away on August 11, 1997.

Lucas Trew has to learn to see through his own lay­ers of self-pre­oc­cu­pa­tion before he can per­ceive the kind of man his father tru­ly is–as did I.

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