I was only 14 in 1964 and in the eighth grade, yet I have a treasure trove of memories about life in Chapel Hill that year. In this article I will focus on ordinary people, places, and events that often intertwined to make our town such an extraordinary place that year.
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What is it that binds us to this place as to no other? It is not the well or the bell or the stone walls. or the crisp October nights. No, our love for this place is based upon the fact that it is as it was meant to be, The University of the People.