November 6, 1985
11:20AM PST

Marty is bored. Very bored. He could barely stay awake as his History teacher, Mr. Arky, droned on about the sixties and the Vietnam War. Mr. Arky is a balding, uninspired man of fifty-five who just lost at the game of life. Marty would be more interested in the subject if his teacher talked about the music of the era. But unfortunately, this wasn't the case.

"So your paper on the sixties is due on Friday," said Mr. Arky, as the bell rang. "Remember, it's five pages double-spaced."

Marty hasn't even started the paper and it's due in two days. Marty always has lunch after History class. Lunch is his favorite subject. He likes it even more than Music Appreciation. Marty doesn't care for his Music Appreciation teacher, Mr. Lewis, very much. Especially when he rejected Marty's band The Pinheads at the dance auditions. Ironically enough, Mr. Lewis looks a lot like Marty's favorite musician, Huey Lewis.

Marty sat at his usual lunch table. He has his girlfriend Jennifer sitting with him. The guys from the Pinheads and their girlfriends were sitting there too. Marty's the lead singer and guitarist of his band. The bassist with the blond mullet was Denny Lindstrom. The drummer was Robbie Wooderson. Robbie kind of looks like Marty, except he's somewhat taller and he always wore black biker gloves. Then there was Josh Friedman, the keyboardist with the Farrah Fawcett hairstyle.

"You guys are so lucky you don't have Mr. Arky," Marty told his bandmates. "I have to do some stupid paper that's only due in two days. I didn't even know about it until today."

"The assignment has been on the board for over two weeks," said Jennifer.

"How much have you written?" asked Marty.

"I'm almost done with mine," replied Jennifer.

"So, Marty," said Denny. "Does one o'clock on Saturday seem like a good time for our next band practice?"

"Sure," said Marty.

"And we'll be doing it at my garage?" said Josh.

"Yeah," said Robbie. "My mom's having friends over for a game of Bridge, so one o'clock at your garage sounds good."

When school was over, Marty car-surfed over to Doc Brown's house.

"Marty," called out Doc. "Come in here for a second." Marty walked into the kitchen.

"Try these chocolate chip cookies," said Doc. Marty took a bite.

"They're delicious," said Marty. "Did Clara make them?"

"No, I did," replied Doc. "Four years ago." Marty spit out his cookie.

"Want some milk?" asked Doc. "It's eight years old." Marty was disgusted.

"You see, Marty," explained Doc. "I invented a device that preserves food by vacuuming the air out of plastic bags."

"That's great," said Marty. "I'm doing a paper on the sixties at school and I was wondering if I could use your time machine to visit the era?"

"Oh, I suppose you could," said Doc. "I wouldn't recommend using the train, as you don't have enough driving experience to operate such a large vehicle. However, I managed to make another time machine out of a Delorean. I already went to the future and got it hover-converted."

Sounds like a great start! :) So maybe the Music Appreciation teacher is a relative of Huey Lewis - his, most decidedly, less cool cousin?

No relation. Just same last name.

You have any ideas for a title?

My version of the '60s story was called Psychedelic Psummer. How about The Summer of Love, or is is going to not take place in the summer? It'd be neat if Marty hung out with Toby and Sally.

Marty does hang out with Toby and Sally but it will take place in November so Marty will already have been conceived.

Okay, maybe A Hippie Harvest?

That sounds good. I'm also thinking of having Lester make a cameo.

That's a good idea! Yeah, I hadn't really thought of it - I guess because I was focusing more on the crowd that would be in Marty's age group.