Series-Woodstock: Still Standing: The Spirit of Woodstock
Quick—what pops into your head when you hear Woodstock? Peace signs and flower crowns? Psychedelics and guitar solos? Or a sea of beautiful souls living in harmony?
That silver-haired pair behind you at the grocery store?
They once stood under rain-soaked skies, wrapped in music and revolution at Woodstock.
Woodstock changed me in ways I never expected—and though running away to get there was bold, it was worth every step.
After three days steeped in peace, love, and music, the shift back to reality was jarring. The warm chaos of Woodstock faded fast as I stepped through the door and was met with two disapproving faces—no flower crowns, just cold stares. My father told me he was disappointed. My stepmother […]