r/chapelhill • u/LongjumpingArm3621 • 1h ago
Memories of growing up in Chapel Hill (60s) and returning to UNC (late 70s)
I was born in 1959 and raised in Chapel Hill during the '60s. I have incredible memories of the town, our neighborhood on Rosemary Street, the people, and the university where my father was a professor of English Literature.
To my young mind, it seemed like a wildly creative and artistic time. The arts were embraced, stunning mid-century homes were popping up (my uncle was an architect in Raleigh), and the town was alive with energy. My mother would help out on local puppet shows like The Jabberwocky (my fav). My brother and I would meet up with friends and wander the area exploring or digging under the Kenan Stadium fence to catch a football game. We always made sure to be home before dinner though!
We had a large family where the unstated motto was "the more the merrier", so we grew up meeting a kaleidoscope of interesting and provocative house guests. On Sundays, we attended Mass mostly without complaint, because the next stop was always the Franklin Street Dairy Bar for donuts - heaven!
It wasn't totally idyllic, as this was also the turbulent 1960s. My mother made us acutely aware of racial inequality, encouraging us to protest downtown for civil rights and against the war.
I eventually returned as a freshman at UNC in '79 and loved the town all over again. Shout out to all the folks from that era who share memories of that special time! Anyone else remember any old Franklin St stores or the to-die-for Dairy Bar donuts?
