Woodstock: Talking About My Generation

I’m officially “on vacation” this week, and am taking this opportunity to post a 5-part “Retro” series….about me.

I’m
opening up a little window here … normally I’m a pretty private person,
but I think that it’s about time that my readers get to know a little
bit more about “grandmom.”

Now
I wasn’t born this age, although my kids think I was.  Once upon a
time, I was young, like many of my readers, with dreams and
aspirations, like so many dewy-eyed young things.

Life and experience though, sometimes makes you jaded, and sometimes you just have to let go of those dreams.

So,
I’m going to be sitting on the Veranda this week, sipping what-eva I
feel like.  Sometime it might be lemonade, and sometimes it might be
well, shall we say - stronger.

This month commemorates the 40th anniversary of Woodstock.   The festival was held in Upstate New York at Max Yasgur’s
farm in 1969.  I was 17 years old then.  Although I appreciated the
music genre, there was no way in hell that I would be allowed to make
the trek to that festival, even if I wanted to go. (Read More)

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