Friday, August 14, 2009
Yes, I was invited to Woodstock
It was August of 1969. I was living in Cambridge, MA, starting my 9 month career as a pot smoking love child. But I wasn't quite hippy enough to accept the invitation of a couple of guys to go to some music concert way the hell across Massachusetts and into New York State. Never having gone camping - or had much of a desire to do so - I just wasn't motivated. And that's how I never made it the 1969 Woodstock Festival which we're all reminiscing about this weekend!