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i reckon most people remember what they were during Woodstock.
Kind of like when Mayor Daley died, or the assassination of JFK or John Lennon.

i was in a small town in New Jersey watching the news on a B&W tube. They played the aerial photography of the OD tents, + the masses in the mud. Wow, that looked like fun, + they even showed footage of Joan Baez singing from the last night!

i begged my dad to let me go by bus, assuring him that i would be safe.

Everyone seemed friendly enough.

He could not be swayed. His 8 year old daughter was not going to a muddy music festival out in the middle of nowhere. Are you joking, you've got to be kidding. +, he added, the NY through-way was closed.

 Obviously my parents weren't the free spirited hippie type.

(Sigh) So, the pictures of Woodstock that were to be so vivid have been set the to music of other's memories. Sometimes it is a burden to carry others' memories, not this time.

Even anti-climactic memories are sweet.
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15 comments:

  1. JeffScapeAugust 13, 2009 at 12:19 AM

    I wasn't conceived yet!!!

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  2. Alan BurnettAugust 13, 2009 at 4:34 AM

    The two images of Woodstock I seem to hold in my mind are the mud slides and Joe Cocker singing "With A Little Help". Sadly these are second-hand images as I was on the wrong side of the Atlantic at the time.

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  3. New Yorker wannabesAugust 13, 2009 at 6:39 AM

    I am too young for Woodstock but I always say that I wish I was there, that time, in that place :)

    xoxo

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  4. Tess KincaidAugust 13, 2009 at 8:49 AM

    Heehee, you had me there for a minute. I was 12, so wasn't on that bus, either.

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  5. The Clever PupAugust 13, 2009 at 10:47 AM

    Funny just how much these images stick with us from those early years. Chicago Riots - RFK - Moon Landing.

    I would have gone with you - I was 7.

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  6. Ed & JeanneAugust 13, 2009 at 10:52 AM

    I think I was picking my nose during Woodstock...I was 8

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  7. AnonymousAugust 13, 2009 at 12:49 PM

    Ohhhh my goodness.... This is a Rolls Royce blogg, and now I'm here....

    Tack tack tack - thanks in swedish o;)

    Agneta

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  8. tut-tutAugust 13, 2009 at 2:58 PM

    I was 12!

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  9. Betsy BrockAugust 13, 2009 at 3:00 PM

    Alan mentioned Joe Cocker...love that song!

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  10. nonamedufusAugust 13, 2009 at 3:40 PM

    I was 17 and although I wasn't there a highlight for me was the Who. Not sure I would have seen much with 500,000 people.

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  11. Brian MillerAugust 13, 2009 at 4:22 PM

    i may have been a thought in my parents mind at that point...maybe not. smiles.

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  12. AnonymousAugust 14, 2009 at 7:42 AM

    Heck, I was barely two...and still living in(West)Germany, at the time. But would you really have gone, if your Dad had let on?

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  13. BainoAugust 14, 2009 at 7:52 PM

    Haha . .I think I was about the same age and across the pond so no hope for me either.

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  14. Annie CoeAugust 16, 2009 at 6:02 PM

    I was young, but I don't remember where I was, I do remember thinking that I wished I lived closer so I could go :-).
    Thank you for your lovely comment on my blog today.

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  15. Nana Trish is Living the DreamAugust 17, 2009 at 8:29 PM

    Wasn't Janis Joplin there? I was an older 19, almost 20, but I was living in Germany at the time. We read about it in Stars and Stripes. So much happened that year. It's as if we are in a whole new world now. I guess I was a nerd. It didn't look fun being muddy and sleeping outside. As my granddaughter says, "We're inside girls!"

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