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So where were you today in 1969?

I was drunker than snot at a Can-Am race @ Donnybrooke. Camping conditions were probably similar to what festival-goers experienced:)
 
13 years old, listening to the hits of the day on WLS radio Chicago. Playing fastpitch baseball, having backyard sleepovers, and just starting to steal a sip or two of my dad's scotch whenever the oppurtunity arose. By the next summer though, I was ravinously listening to the soundtrack album.
 
I was 22 and just married my 19 year old girlfreind. We drove right by there on our honeymoon but didn't go in. We are originally from New York state and now have been married for 42 years. We don't look exactly like we did then, but we're still having fun!
 
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welcome Slacker '62!

I was going on ten years old & spending the summer with my grandparents at their small cottage in Southampton, NY. My brother & I would go fishing for fluke & snappers in Shinnecock bay with my grandfather. My folks had gone that weekend to New Haven, CT to see the NY Jets play the NY Giants in a preseason game, (the Mike Battle game, which resulted in hurdling a player becoming illegal in the NFL). My old man complaining about all the damn hippies on the NY state thruway.

The guy who sits across from me at work went, parked his car 5 miles away & walked the rest of the way to the concert. Afterwards he & his buddy walked back to the car slept and then took off for home the next morning. Don't feel too bad that he missed some of the headliners, he saw Hendrix 5 times & never fails to rub that in.
 
Hard to say for sure but at 4-1/2yrs I'm fairly sure I was oblivious to it. Probably was over at Grandpa and Gramma's, getting into something I shouldn't have been into.
 
I was finishing my second (consecutive) tour in Viet-Nam.

TerryO
And THANK YOU and all of the other veterans for that! :thmbsp:

I had just been paroled from High School and was just about to enter college. After two years of working part time after school I was officially working full time at Radio Shack, then a small but up and coming chain of electronics stores, and contemplating enlisting in the Air Force. Much to my dismay, the job and the hope of a career with RS at the time caused me to stay at home rather than head for Woodstock. I did have several friends that did go. Their stories are pretty much what everyone else has been reporting so far, at least as much as they can remember of the trip... :smoke:
 
Boot camp in Texas, waiting for my orders overseas. Just feeling glad to have survived the Texas heat and the damned PT. In those days (you young whippersnappers!) when a man fell out running 5 miles in the smothering heat, they just left him there. "We'll pick 'em up on the way back. Keep moving!" the drill sergeant would yell.

I don't think they really left them there- but most drill sergeants from that era were Viet Nam vets, and most were a mirror of R Lee Ermy from "Full Metal Jacket". They would kick yer butt!
 
14. Kind of interested but also thought it was silly, and more concerned about who (girls) were going to be at the local swimming pool that afternoon.
 
I would tell you but I have a 32 year old baby girl and would rather her not know what I did that weekend . . .
 
I sat in my mothers woomb, waiting to come out in about 8 weeks time. Meanwhile my father was designing and building loudspeakers.
 
Getting ready to take my ship, USS Worden (DLG-18) from San Diego, Ca, through the Panama Canal to Bath, Maine for some major upgrades.

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Kincheloe AFB, Michigan. Probably in the Alert Facility, bored out of my mind.

I don't recall paying any special attention to Woodstock, or if I even noticed it at all. For a lot of us 'squares', the whole hippie, peace-and-love culture was just people trying to avoid the nastiness of the world by refusing to grow up.

I did think Acid Rock was good stuff, though.
 
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