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Tuesday, March 25th 2008

5:56 AM

The Music, The Magic, Part One


The Music, The Magic  
One of the big thrills about growing up in the 70s was the music. When I started smoking pot and by the way I don't smoke anymore. That was a long time ago. While under the influence, I discovered music that would change and shape my life forever.
 
My first ever concert was The Woodstock Festival. I was 12 years old in August of 1969. My families house was located about 12 miles from the concert site. We hiked the railroad tracks that ran near my house and camped along side. You have to understand that Upstate NY was very undeveloped.
It was nothing but farm country and woods as far as the eye could see.

In my experience, anyone who has grown up in a city environment has no concept of what it is like growing up in the country. Life is completely different to the extent of this; People were more trusting as they had no reason not to trust. People had less fear as most everyone new everyone else and those we didn't know someone in our community knew of them and spread the word pretty fast. I live in the city of Philadelphia, PA, now and the trust level is non existent compared to what I grew up in.


 
I Got The Home Sick Blues

 
Here are a few pictures of where I grew up through the early part of the 70s. This first picture is not the greatest but it is the only picture I have left of the house I grew up in.

The house was built in the early 1800s and had 13 rooms. Remember that I have 9 Brothers and Sisters. 

This picture was taken somewhere around 1962 judging from the fence. We built a new wooden fence around the front in 1969. Sorry for the B&W. The house sits on about 2 full acres of land with about 1,000 acres of woods behind it. Notice the hill it is built on. Just to let you know we lived on a mountain. As a matter of fact, the name of the road that this house sits on is named Mountain Road.

 
Overlooking The Village Of Rosendale

 
This picture was taken from the railroad bridge that runs near my house. When I was a teenager this bridge was still in use. It is now a walkway and doesn't go all the way across anymore. This is a picture of the Village Of Rosendale. When I first moved there the population was only about 200 people. I'm not sure what it is now. Take in the view, it still is one of the most beautiful places on earth.

 
At this point I am going to leave you with one more video from Woodstock and hope you will return for the next entry. As I think back, I feel as though I was very lucky in this time period of my life. It was a magical time in history and I was very lucky to be a part of it.

 
Please share your comments and stories with me as this was a great time and it should not be forgotten.
1 user comments.

Posted by Barbie:

awesome ! when I get done with my post on the woodstock site I will be sure to link with you , if you decide to link back that would be great.

great blog:)
Sunday, April 13th 2008 @ 6:02 AM

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