Ah Twin Valleys what a healing, what honesty, love truly made manifest in non flowery but tangible ways. I miss the comraderie so immensely and yet I feel so connected especially since reading all these emails. I am a hippy at heart and it has never left me. I actually truly felt a part of the love scene and endeavored to create a place where it could be proved out. Ironically, after I lived at Twin Valleys I studied acting in New York and the emphasis was on being spontaneous and truthful which were survival tools at Twin Valleys.
I find it hard to explain the emotional and real impact of living at Twin Valleys and then thrusting myself into Metropolitan Manhattan. However I had a reference point that I could refer to, it was honed by experience, experience shared with real people who at times were brutally honest yet totally forgiving and if I fell I knew they would catch me. I grew up in Sault Ste Marie Ont and yet I grew up again at Twin Valleys. I broke through a lot of my prejudices, they were wierd prejudices, really stupid, and to be quite honest that is one of the singularly great things that I still carry from Twin Valleys, that is, the ability to see that I have prejudices and that I am wrong and that I can change and drop them.
I have a lot of things and issues that I could spend evenings elaborating on that I experienced at Twin Valleys and to be quite honest give me a chance and I will. However, to be brief, I am grateful to have been there and to have helped initiate it. In passing I actually really loved Wardsville and wished I could have lived there. Life however had me go somewhere else.
yours truly Rod Conway