It is August 15th, time again for a nostalgic look back at the 1969 Woodstock Festival.
This time, we're taking the dry, academic review provided by the History Channel itself!
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You know what, that's boring. Here's Sha-Na-Na instead!
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P.S. buy my books! (ow stop hitting me)
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I was eight when Woodstock happened, and my brother was eighteen. I seem to remember some heated arguments over whether or not my brother would attend. My dad was gamely trying to stop my brother from becoming a hippie, and in a way it worked, he became a biker instead. I guess be careful what you wish for?
-Doug in Sugar Pine
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