There are a few 1968 hippies left．It’s true that most

of them have become law students，insurance salesmen．

movie stars，senators in state legislatures，church bu．

reaucrats，and prayer—breakfast speakers，but scattered

among the Newman centers and student unions of

American universities is evidence of the survival of the

species．As with the black squirrel and the bald eagle

of tllis section of the Mississippi RiVer valley．there is

usually something both refreshing and sad about meet—

ing up with them．

I did，recently，meet with a whole colony of hold—

over hippies in a Newman center near here．There was

talk about“action，’’“dialogue，”and yes，“reapprais—

als’’concerning nearly every political issue from the

slaughter ofbaby seals to the construction ofthe neutron

bomb，but something in the atmosphere of the discus—

sion precluded the old enthusiasms and energies．f“En．

ergy，”by the way，seemed in the late seventies to have

replaced‘‘commitment’’as the authority upon which

just about any action，statement or point of view could

be based．