40 years man. 40 years. Seems like only yesterday the big news was all about the hippies at Max Yasgur's farm. Three days...of peace, love, music, mud and rain. It was history in the making, but I am quite sure being there, one had to depend on some sort of "mind" thing to see the beauty, not the mud. LOL.
"As the saying goes, if you remember Woodstock, you must not have been there. But maybe somewhere deep in the foggy recesses of your mind, you have some faded, tie-dyed memories."
Peace out
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