Return to Woodstock. Again.
One of the most recycled sayings about the ’60s—”If you remember them, you probably weren’t there”—is also one of the dumbest. We get the joke: we were all too blitzed on chemicals and weed to have anything but the most foggy recollection. The truth is, for the generation that came of age in those -consciousness-stretching days, those memories are probably the most vivid of a lifetime. It’s everything after that we can’t always remember. Nineteen sixty-nine? Clear as a bell. Nineteen ninety-nine? Kind of a blur.


