Hey all you old hippies! Saturday, August 15, 2009 is the 40th anniversary of Woodstock.
Where were you in 1969. I was on my way to New York in my little yellow volkswagon. Never made it, the car broke down. I was bummed.
Woodstock was a peaceful, messy, farout music festival. Short on food, water, and clean condtions, hippies remained peaceful and fun-filled. Yeah, some drugged out, most were high, but this was a time when you knew the person next to you had your back.
It was a time before the drug wars, the bikers, and the bad guys. Peace, love, and rock n roll.
I am older now, straight, and a solid citizen. But my heart beats hippie.
