Even though I wear a suit and work for a corporation - Woodstock Nation has lasted all these years and carried me throughout.

At 19 years old, I begged my mom to lend me her new station wagon and two buddies and I jumped onto the NY Thruway from Boston loaded with beer, food and sleeping bags. We had no idea what was ahead but we were filled with excitement and curiosity. The highway was so packed with cars that we pulled off the road and went into a sleepy bar. Three "old" farmers took our map and drew a path through the corn fields - and off we went. New car and all - we drove through the corn fields.... after a few hours - there is was...we came out at the stage!

Three days of peace, fun, music, FREEDOM, swimming in the lake, enduring the rain, mud, trading the beer for food. It was incredible and indelible in my memory.

All that Woodstock means - has been lasting for me in my actions, reactions, reading and political viewpoint about the world in which we live since 1969. To memorialize this time -- and this is ironic -- I am captured in a prominent place on the Woodstock Album cover.
Woodstock Nation Forever.