I still haven’t forgiven him.

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54 years ago this week my husband drove to upstate New York for a concert.

But not just any concert, no.

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He went to the greatest single musical event in rock and roll history. And since my husband is my husband, he took a look around, breathed in the heavily herbed air, didn’t like what he saw… and left.

Woodstock.

My husband went to Woodstock… and left.

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He didn’t see the Dead, Santana, or CSN.

He didn’t see Hendrix or Joplin or CCR.

I still can’t wrap my mind around it. And I swear if I had known this before we married it might have been a deal breaker.

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52 thoughts on “I still haven’t forgiven him.”

      1. That’s what I was referring to in regards to being square. Aside from 2nd hand concert smoke I never indulged in anything except for the consumption of alcohol.

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      2. I have often thought about it. But I always figured my thoughts can be so outside the box that the use of drugs of any kind felt unnecessary.

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      3. The fallacy in that idea Is alcohol takes away more control than most street drugs. I confined myself to three, marijuana, LSD, and a diet pill cslled dexedrine, which was an amphetimine. The only one I regretted wzs the dexies, I got my first drntal plate when I was 25. Been living with them ever since.The others did things for me alcohol could never do.

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      4. I don’t touch anything anymore, not caffeine or nicotine, or anything. But especially alcohol. As an addictions’s counsellor I saw too many families, and lives, destroyed. Nevervagain!

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      5. Hey, Matt. I thought you sent me a link to something you wanted published on Tecumseh and Friends, but either I lost track of it, or naybe I only thought you sent it. Something about a comic book. If you haven’t sent it yet, please send it to tecumsehandfriends@gmail.com
        Thank you very much.
        Tecumseh
        PS My Daddy is such a scatterbrain! But I love him anyway.

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      6. I didn’t know this was a speed drug when I first used it. A girl I was going with gave me some, and I was hooked before I knew it. But we broke up, and my source dried up. After I went through withdrawals, I knew I would never touch speed again. But it was too late. My teeth and bones were already ruined.

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  1. Let’s see – I was 23 and a Summer intern where I worked was going with a bunch of friends and invited me to go along. She was just going to not come into work whereas I had bills to pay and couldn’t take the time off. Besides I don’t camp! No regrets. Yes, it was the time of sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll – Only two of the three interested me – like your husband drugs were never on my list of “things to do” because being ‘not in control’ was not a position I ever want to be.

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    1. I guess I was more of a free spirit when I was young. Went to an outdoor musical festival in NH that lasted 3 days in the early 80’s. Close as I got to Woodstock, though it did rain. 🤣

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      1. To quote Joan Rivers “My idea of roughing it is staying in a hotel with no room service” I’m a Libra – we don’t do mud, camping et al. I didn’t even crawl when I was a baby – didn’t like getting my hands dirty LOL

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  2. Years ago I worked with a woman who did the same thing. Drove to Woodstock with friends, looked it over, then drove back home. They were unimpressed. I was gobsmacked when she admitted this, but there you go. Woodstock wasn’t for everyone.

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  3. In Winnipeg, we had no idea Woodstock was happening till it was all over. I don’t know if I ckuld have got there, had I known, but I sure as hell would not have walked away. I’m sorry, but aocohol is more dangerous than most street drugs we hippies were using. It might be legal, but that’s only because no one has the guts to de-legalize it.

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