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Ever heard of it? I've been told it was a pretty wild place in the 70's.....up there in the Wasatch.
 
is that the one in Vermont?

If so, it looks like it could be in Oregon.
 
One of my colleagues was telling me about it this morning. Apparently, it was a private campground in the Wasatch Mountains (Utah), whereas, it ended up becoming a very well-known "free love and drugs" commune in the 70's. Many came from all around the U.S. to share in the experience.

I had never heard of it. Couldn't really find anything when I Googled it, either.

All well.... :dunno:
 
Try googling just the initials. That should help.
 
In the 70s there were many singles-only apartment complexes. I lived at one in Seattle that had 400 units. Conservatives stopped them by getting county councils to require them to take tenants with children. Said they were discriminating. Next step once kids lived there, stop singles events because kids were present.

It was a different country in the 60s and 70s before Reagan ruined it. People were trying to liberalize and promote freedom.
 
I grew up at Kamp Kill Kare from 1976 - 1983. The three guys that bought the whole camp and ran it treated me as a son, and raised me. I spent every summer there with them for my "bachelor training" and I feel I owe my life to them, as they taught me how to be a man. They were three of the most interesting people I have ever met. Larry Gorley, a man who stopped cutting his hair the moment he got back from the Vietnam war, bought a Harley and lived in the mountains like a mountain man. Joe Ramsey, a man who shared my same birthday, he was a carpenter and helped renovate all the cabins. Ken Monroe, a writer and ex-hockey player who had decided to drop out of mainstream society and live on the wild side. These guys taught me how to be responsible enough to take care of myself, how to think for myself, and how to be confident enough to be myself. It was a magical upbringing, and I am very lucky to have known them, and been there. Those are some of the most beautiful mountains in the world, and I can tell the difference between the upbringing I had, and people I meet who didn't have anything like that. Ken Monroe had written a book and screenplay about it but I don't think he ever had it published.. it was more of a document of happiness for him, than a way to get cash. Let me know if you want any wild stories about it..they will knock your socks off. /salute
 
I don't know . . . a camp out in the middle of no where, has the word kill in it's name, spells camp with a K to have the initals KKK . . . probably a camp I'm going to avoid.
 
A guy I used to work with told me some VERY wild stories about his times there. He's 57 years old now. If you're in that age group, and would like to know his name, PM me. You may even know him. :)
 
In the 70s there were many singles-only apartment complexes. I lived at one in Seattle that had 400 units. Conservatives stopped them by getting county councils to require them to take tenants with children. Said they were discriminating. Next step once kids lived there, stop singles events because kids were present.

It was a different country in the 60s and 70s before Reagan ruined it. People were trying to liberalize and promote freedom.

Pics of you with hair or it didn't happen.
 
I grew up at Kamp Kill Kare from 1976 - 1983. The three guys that bought the whole camp and ran it treated me as a son, and raised me. I spent every summer there with them for my "bachelor training" and I feel I owe my life to them, as they taught me how to be a man. They were three of the most interesting people I have ever met. Larry Gorley, a man who stopped cutting his hair the moment he got back from the Vietnam war, bought a Harley and lived in the mountains like a mountain man. Joe Ramsey, a man who shared my same birthday, he was a carpenter and helped renovate all the cabins. Ken Monroe, a writer and ex-hockey player who had decided to drop out of mainstream society and live on the wild side. These guys taught me how to be responsible enough to take care of myself, how to think for myself, and how to be confident enough to be myself. It was a magical upbringing, and I am very lucky to have known them, and been there. Those are some of the most beautiful mountains in the world, and I can tell the difference between the upbringing I had, and people I meet who didn't have anything like that. Ken Monroe had written a book and screenplay about it but I don't think he ever had it published.. it was more of a document of happiness for him, than a way to get cash. Let me know if you want any wild stories about it..they will knock your socks off. /salute

Yeah? Get laid a lot?
 
Pics of you with hair or it didn't happen.

I got hair now. I just trimmed it an hour ago. I do that about every 6 months.

When I lived at that apartment I was working at Boeing so...no long hair then.

No pictures!
 
that cottage in Maine looked really nice.

Although I still don't get why they called it KampKillKares.

I don't care if their grandfather said the place "killed your cares", it just sounds a little odd.
 
I'm going to post this right here, where no one may ever see it, but at least it'll last for anyone who truly tries to find it. The LAST of the wild mountain men who ran Kamp Kill Kare has passed away. It's a miracle he lived as long as he did. A summer camp full of hippies, bikers, artists and musicians who knew how to live better than most. I was lucky to know them, and be raised by them. Without their genius love for life, and the weird, I wouldn't be who I am today....and I am happy, so what else could I ask for? To quote my fake uncles from Kamp Kill Kare, "ODIN! I AM COMING!" for Larry Gorley, Joe Ramsey, and Kenneth Monroe. Three of the best human beings I ever met in my life. (In all their weirdness and wild mad originality) It's a real man that will take the time to help a child with a rite of passage who isn't even their own kid. THANK YOU! (also remember, the KKK of the camps initials, was not their naming, it was a burned down camp they had bought and restored. I highly doubt the camp had anything to do with racism as most of the people who were ever there were free love hippies who just wanted to get away from the bullshit of life.)
 
In the 70s there were many singles-only apartment complexes. I lived at one in Seattle that had 400 units. Conservatives stopped them by getting county councils to require them to take tenants with children. Said they were discriminating. Next step once kids lived there, stop singles events because kids were present.

It was a different country in the 60s and 70s before Reagan ruined it. People were trying to liberalize and promote freedom.
+> I agree with your view on Reagan. He was a bit actor who had his leash attached to major weapons companies. He did stand up to the Ruskies but with our tax dollars as combat weapons. He is the fore father of two term Bush but without the obvious stupidity.
 
I'm going to post this right here, where no one may ever see it, but at least it'll last for anyone who truly tries to find it. The LAST of the wild mountain men who ran Kamp Kill Kare has passed away. It's a miracle he lived as long as he did. A summer camp full of hippies, bikers, artists and musicians who knew how to live better than most. I was lucky to know them, and be raised by them. Without their genius love for life, and the weird, I wouldn't be who I am today....and I am happy, so what else could I ask for? To quote my fake uncles from Kamp Kill Kare, "ODIN! I AM COMING!" for Larry Gorley, Joe Ramsey, and Kenneth Monroe. Three of the best human beings I ever met in my life. (In all their weirdness and wild mad originality) It's a real man that will take the time to help a child with a rite of passage who isn't even their own kid. THANK YOU! (also remember, the KKK of the camps initials, was not their naming, it was a burned down camp they had bought and restored. I highly doubt the camp had anything to do with racism as most of the people who were ever there were free love hippies who just wanted to get away from the bullshit of life.)

+>I lived through that period but was captured in the industrialized North East part of the country.
 
Erkki, the dream lives on for those of us who refuse to be co-opted. Keep on truckin'. Keep talking about the causes of the 1960s and 1970s, to pass along those ideals to a new generation, just as the Depression generation passed them to us. Don't let the 2010s ruling paradigm control you any more than you allowed the post-WW2 one to. Meet the reflexive knee-jerk bosses of the new morality, same as the old boss.

“I Cannot and Will Not Cut My Conscience to Fit This Year’s Fashions”
Lillian Hellman
 

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