In August of 1968, the Democratic National Convention was held in Chicago. Walter Cronkite was god in the house at the time if for no other reason than dad was making trips to Viet Nam for his company.
Long story short – the police were tear-gassing, beating and arresting peace protesters. Dan was sitting on the edge of mom’s bed, watching Walter report this on TV. Dan cried and asked mom why the police didn’t do something. Mom said “Honey, those ARE the police.”
Dan celebrated his 14th birthday late September of that year.