Forty-four years ago today, Joe (WA1CYU), Ron (no call), and I drove up to White Lake, NY, to attend a rock concert.
We drove Friday night. Traffic was heavy, but the New York State Thruway was NOT closed, man!
We got a room in a motel on Route 17B “not far from the concert site,” according to the motel man. Overnight, Route 17B became a parking lot and we walked 10 miles (“not far”) to the concert.
We sat in the field on Yasgur’s farm and listened to Quill, Country Joe McDonald, Santana, John Sebastian, Keef Hartley Band, The Incredible String Band, Canned Heat, Mountain, Grateful Dead, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Janis Joplin and The Kozmic Blues band, Sly & the Family Stone, and The Who.
The sun rose Sunday morning, Jefferson Airplane were about to begin their set and I convinced Joe and Ron to exit the premises because I was feeling deathly ill. Traffic had loosened up and we managed to hitch a ride back to the motel, so I did not have to walk ten miles in my deteriorating condition.
I arrived home Sunday afternoon with a fever and stayed in bed for a few days dealing with flu-like symptoms.
What a weekend!
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