I must confess it. I am writing this because you are so good looking! I know something about peace and love is expected, but sometimes a, " Gee, that guy is attractive." just hits the mark. But then when you ask,"Why is he attractive?", it all makes sense again...it is coming from inside. I tried learning how to ride a motorcycle but it was not for me. I am a happy wannabe with all my Harley paraphenalia and no bike. When I feel sad that I can't do everything, then I remember, "That's what other people are for!!!!"
hi Tommy, thanks for reaching out, I was at Watkins Glen too! also Knebworth Park a few years afterwards, strong influences for what we're creating with Circles Uniting - here's the one sheet, lots more in the works - http://www.artofliving.com/wawwaw blessings, Frankie Lee
I always joke about that episode - I was actually leaving the country on the 21st of August and I'm glad I did - it changed my life to get away from what had been a psychotic-frenetic-artistic life on the social, cultural and political fringes of American society ... Six months later, freezing my burls off in the deep of winter on the Spanish coast, we started hearing accounts of Woodstock from people who had been there. Yeah, I would have fit in, no doubt about that. I would probably have ended up at the hog farm's kitchen - I'm an adept cook. The music from Woodstock lives on, and even we who weren't there can appreciate it.
I was living in the east village in the summer of 69 ... just before expatriating. I have often thanked the stars that I said no to an invite from a friend to drive upstate to a big freebie festival that August. They got stuck in the traffic, the car broke down, and they never got close to Woodstock. Liked the movie, though.