Woodstock

by | Aug 15, 2024 | Blog, Hiding in History's Shadow

My most memorable big crowd gathered in a muddy field called Woodstock, with signs promising “Peace and Love.”  That was 55 years ago today.  I went “back to the garden,” for an anniversary concert 25 years later.  It was still muddy.   Rained most of the day, but more than a quarter of a million people partied on.  Paramedics were busy fixing broken ankles and arms.  750 people were taken to the hospital.  Some concert goers set out islands of straw to keep from sliding away. Others folded up tents and beat feet for home.  A few looked to the skies for a face wash.  And stuck it out.  Re-staging Woodstock was a lot like trying to recapture the moments of a senior prom.  Like music, it can’t be touched.  Only felt.

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