I spent 1969 in Vietnam and have been catching up on knowledge of what happened every year since. Woodstock, Hey Jude, riots.........
We didn’t miss anything important.
I was State-side in San Diego in the summer of ‘69 and remember reading the eight or sixteenth page ad in the L.A. Free Press for the “Woodstock Arts & Music Festival” back in upstate New York. Later ads had most of the lineup and I was tempted for about 45 seconds to go AWOL and try to make it for the event. Real glad I didn’t do that now. I live about a half hour north of the Meriweather Post Pavilion and would no more think of trying to go to the event there than to drive my car into a bridge abutment at 100 mph.