Eugene, 13th and Ferry apartment, occupied by four Richmond gang members:. Betty, Mary, Patty and Joan.

Betty had established The Stones as being the best rock and roll band ever.  I still love The Stones and prefer their older tunes.  One night we should have been studying, but were not.  We had the stereo cranked up and Betty and I, maybe a third dancer, were practicing our go go dancer moves on the kitchen counter.  There was a knock on the door and in walked our landlady.  Fortunately she was very kind and just asked us to turn the music down.

It was a fun year!

Joan Moore

Just to help establish Betty's hippie cred: when I was in the 6th grade (!), she chaperoned a friend and me to the Grateful Dead show. I had just finished my 6th grade year, and managed to secure 3 tickets by being the right caller on a radio show. My friend Darren and I bussed down to the Memorial Coliseum and waited in line all day with all the other DeadHeads, and Betty came down after she got off work and met us in line.  I'll always remember her smirky shrug when the joint came down the row.

This was June 12th, 1980, considered among DeadHeads to be a legendary show, much sought after in the bootleg tape scene. During the show, Mount St. Helens blew up the second time, and ash was coming down like snow after the show in the parking lot.