I’m in the midst of assembling, editing and extending some writings of Chris Plant’s (my husband and early OWFC commune member). I love it when he tells me stories of his fondest memories from that decade he was a part of. Things like the all-night cleaning parties and “Finding the hidden dirt”. The esprit d’ corps that he invokes when he reminisces is very inspiring to me. I would really enjoy reading of your best memories. Even lists of what you loved, or ways in which the communal lifestyle and belief system still sustains you.
P.S. Even if you weren’t a part of OWFC, if you had experiences living communally, I’d be interested in hearing about them.