I left Austin in 1965, having lived there for nearly two years. It was hip, and people had just started leaving for other places, but even then it was losing the small town feel that it always passed off as charm. It seemed to me then that whatever "hipness" the town had was shot dead a few years later by one Charles Whitman, but I came back from time to time to go back to places like the Checkered Flag. But the 'Trose, where I spent the next 10 years, was so much rich and rewarding in experience that I never really looked back. Now I think it's just a warren for OUPRN's--that's Old Urban Professionals, Retired Now.