I came upon a child of god

He was walking along the road and I asked him where are you going and this he told me
                                        "I am going down to Yasgur's farm"

(apologies to Joni Mitchell if the lyrics are not exact)











So 41 years later, Marlene and i joined him. Here's a picture of me.

In 1969 he was joined by 400 - 500 thousand others for 3 days of music. It ended up being a temporary city that was the third largest in New York state for three days. It's a little hard to imagine the mud & stuff cause now there's a lovely museum, outdoor concert shell, and beautiful landscaped grounds. There are lots of pictures, videos & commentaries from attendees, locals, and performing artists. They have the "Hog farm commune" bus that you can sit in & watch a mini movie (lots of beads as curtains) and a flowery Volkswagen bug. It's definitely a fun place to visit. One minor irritant to me was that they didn't allow pictures. On the other hand, we were very fortunate that while waiting in line to purchase tickets, someone gave us free tickets - they were obviously in  a Woodstock frame of mind! (saved us $26).

  One interesting tidbit is that a 3 day ticket was $21 - in today's money = $127.74.
      Quite a bargain considering the prices of one concert today!

Finally, one of my young idealistic revolutionary illusions was shattered when I learned that the Jefferson Airplane, who promoted themselves as revolutionary anti capitalists, would not perform until they got paid. This was back in the day when banks had much fewer hours, but somehow the promoters were able to get a cashier's check & they performed on Sunday morning. Oh well. Still like their music.