So we visited the Hippie town of Yellow Springs Ohio some time back. We walked into this Hippie shop... and the first thing to hit me was the sweet fragrance of incence.
So I walked over to the incense wall and I smelled them all untill I found the one from memory. I then shouted "This is the incense my Grandma used to burn!"
The very young shop clerk looked at me being a 65 yr old hippie... I could tell by the look on her face... she was thinking... they had Hippies back in the 1800's!
I thought of Grandma fondly...yes they did.