People were angry and scared. It seemed like everyone was offended by something, and the world was burning. Two of the biggest names in hope had been murdered, with MLK and JFK no longer on the scene. The Vietnam War was tearing the country apart, the Soviet Union and the US were embroiled in an arms race and the space race, campuses looked more like battlefields than classrooms, race riots smoldered in almost every city, and peace was nowhere to be found. It was Christmas Eve, 1968.