For everyone in the Sixties there sang the big bang of a newly prosperous world in the suburbs. For every big bang came the boom, the glamour and the glory of the Sixties challenge, boom to the moon, and the idyll of living in interesting times. It was too good to be true: the music, the exhilarating pace, the sports and art and politics too, all the more idyllic because of the charmed microcosm of space and time. David Morpheys and Lorraine Shanessey came together with all their friends encouraged to do their best and wish what came next would be better yet. It was the Sixties Idyll of high school life. It was the big bang of a Boomer Generation whose hopes and dreams were enhanced by the greatest boom in history. It was too good to be true. From a good war to a bad one in Vietnam the idyll of Hudson Park suffered for its heroes gone for good. Kennedys and King passed away. The idyll itself with its glamour and glory faded away too. In the prodigal time of 1969 they graduated high school, determined to do their best, encouraged by their classmates, and better yet, uplifted by a Woodstock generation a hundred miles from home. The boom echoed in Sixties music till the sound told of a prodigal time gone wrong. The idyll of Hudson Park ended. It was too good to be true.