Waiting for a Star to Fall

1972. A year full of change. It was a year when a very young, very naive group of friends began to form a loose-knit circle. Anything could happen when you were getting your name out there, trying to be discovered or maybe just trying to take a different path than you thought you would. The uncertainty would make one restless and the familiar could drive one bonkers. Not to mention, the truthfulness revealed over hard apple cider would most certainly change things for good.