Greenwich Village in the '60s was the East Coast version/approximation of San Francisco's Summer of Love and London's Carnaby Street era. There were musicians and lots of clubs for them to play in, and the music was organic and would go on to influence a generation of players. A Freewheelin' Time is a story of that place during this period as told by someone who was there, an enthusiastic participant and observer of the musical, cultural, and political transformations taking place.
The author talks about meeting this guitar-playing singer named Bob Dylan in 1961 and his gradual climb into the status of legend. Here, she describes an early impression:
"Bobby had an impish charm that older women found endearing, though myt mother was immune. At the height of his Woody Guthrie phase, he talked through his teeth and when he laughed he would toss back his head and make a cracking ha ha sousnd or a small ha, with fingers covering his mouth."
These are wonderful observations because they come from an outside observer, a friend, and not from a writer who later wrote down his memories, intent on turning his words into dollars.
A Freewheelin' Time is a charming book that only incidentally talks about Bob Dylan. But it is the descriptions of life and people during this period that really impress. If you weren't there, this will take you back; if you were there, you should recognize everything.