Charlie nodded, turning the pages of the book. "I wanted to live deliberately. To suck out all the marrow of life" he read aloud. "That's what we were about... making poetry come to life in the moment, experiencing things, romantic experimentation. We were free, we were... " he paused and thought about it, smiling fondly. "Sorry, sir" he said, clearing his throat as he closed the book. "It was something special, sir... really special" he smiled, placing the book on the table.