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This is Dave's favorite holiday, and I ain't talkin' Easter. Though, this is a certain kind of anniversary for me because I happen to have graduated from San Rafael High School in 1971. So I am in a unique position to confirm the origin of this particular daily celebration... which, of course, is somehow occultly magnified every 20th day of April....
We had other codes. We had designated party areas all over Marin County. We converged on them en masse at irregular intervals to make sure we could keep partying at these places without the fuzz being any the wiser. There were designated gathering places all over the campus and its immediate environs, too, and few could move between them without invitation. I was one of those few. Being a hipneck, born and raised, and already a babe, I could hang with the hippies at the wall and the greasers in the parking lot... and even with the gods in the shopping mall parking lot across the boulevard from the campus.
So. Take it from me.
We started it.
