This summer marks the 40th anniversary of the Summer of Love in 1967 in San Francisco. This is the seventh in a series of profiles on San Bernardino-area folks who were there.

"In tattered tuxedos, they faced the new heroes and crawled about in confusion.

And they sheepishly grinned for their memories were dim of the decades of dark execution.

Hollow hands were raised; they stood there amazed in the shattering of their illusions.

As the windows were smashed by the ringing of revolution."

- From "Ringing of Revolution," by Phil Ochs

SAN BERNARDINO - The doors at the historic white-and-blue Victory Chapel on North F Street are open from morning until dusk to those seeking a moment of peace away from the city's troubled streets.

It is chapel owner Deanna Adams' way of reaching out and connecting with people.

She has done so since she was a 16-year-old hippie questioning authority on the streets of San Francisco.

"I am an original hippie. Someone who was rebelling against the whole `Father Knows Best' and `Donna Reed Show' lifestyle - that 1950s conservatism - even before the Summer of Love," said Adams, 60, as she sat in the whitewashed, flower-filled sanctuary of the chapel.