We recall them vividly, and smile when telling stories of fun times, adventures, and even the stupid things we did because we were young. Take a few moments to scroll through the slideshow below to remember the times we shared and the fond memories we cherish. Fifty years later, let’s reflect on the age of innocence. Rest in peace friends. You are not forgotten.

The End of the Innocence
Remember when the days were long and rolled beneath the deep blue sky?
We didn’t have a care in the world with mommy and daddy standing by. 
Happily ever after fails, we’re poisoned by these fairy tales . . .
But I know a place where we can go that’s still untouched by the man
We’ll sit and watch the clouds roll by, tall grass waving in the wind. 
You can lay your head back on the ground. Let your hair fall all around me.
Offer up your best defense. This is the end, oh, this is the end of the innocence. 

Who knows how long this will last, now we’ve come so far, so fast.
But somewhere back there in the dust, the same old town in each of us. 
I need to remember this, so baby give me just one kiss
and let me take a long last look before we say goodbye. 
Just lay your head back on the ground. Let you hair fall all around me. 
Offer up your best defense. This is the end, this is the end of the innocence. 

Written by Bruce Randall Hornsby and Donald Hugh Henley. Woody Creek Music, Zappo Music