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Yesterday was the 45th anniversary of the final day of Woodstock. I was there, albeit briefly. I had graduated high school that spring and drove up in a station wagon with 7 other guys from my class. That class created an active FB volume of contacts. One of those that had made the trip posted about the anniversary date. Five of the visitors chimed in as did 4 class members that hadn't made it. What a trip down memory lane and posting with people some of whom I haven't seen in decades. Our own visit was brief. We had purchased tickets and drove there the opening night. The only smart thing we did was upon starting the radio was reporting that all roads leading there from NYC and the East were choked with traffic. We started out, drove due West, then North into NY state and approached the site from the less traveled Western side. Still it was an astonishing traffic jam in an entirely rural environment. By the time we arrived the rain and muddy conditions were already in effect. We finally parked somewhere off the single road into the site and started walking. Stragglers everywhere walking in all directions. As we got to the "entrance" all the fencing had been torn down. No main gates, no ticket takers....all had been destroyed. We had all pre purchased tickets. Get this--> $18 for a 3 day music festival. We worked our way to where the concert was being performed, a natural amphitheater in the midst of this farm field. The crowds were enormous and ever more packed as we approached the venue. We pushed our way to where we could see the stage and performers. We had approached from one edge of the natural stadium. It was a sea of humanity. The entire amphitheater was packed with concert goers sitting but squeezed together like sardines in a can. We couldn't advance any further. Evidently we were there a bit to see and hear both Ravi Shankar and Melanie. I didn't even recall Melanie. Conditions were rank. Rain, a bit cold, mud everywhere. We were way underprepared. I'm pretty sure I was the last of the group that wanted to leave. But leave as a pack we did. We returned to the road, found our vehicle among thousands, and slept by the side of the road. We left the next morning. We were way to unprepared to handle the enormous rains and unremitting mud. Too bad. It was the best party on the planet that weekend. Really enjoyed the movie and the soundtrack. Wish we had stayed longer.