Ah LAZ! Tnx for filling in The Summer of Love. I didn't make Woodstock: I was in grad skule at UC Davis, 3 weeks from my PhD qualifying exams. I was thereby BIZZY (rhymes with "dizzy").
But I sure as hell was there for the
Summer of Love: finishing my MA at San Francisco State, living in a sub-terranean flat in the Fillmore, about 2 blocks from the Fillmore Aud, to which I had free entry because I'd gone to college (Santa Clara) with Jorma Kaukonen, Paul Kantner was one of my college roomate's best friends, and, last but not least, I taught at Woodrow Wilson High School with Marty Balin's sister, all of which meant that much of my free time was spent at various rock events. When I look back now, I can NOT understand how I made it out of SF alive.
But man! was that ever fun. Yee-hah.
Sure wish I'd been able to get to Woodstock, tho'.
Geo
Sooo, you like wine and are looking for something good to read? Maybe
*this* will do the trick!
