I graduated from the class of 1969 in a small New Mexico town. Three days after graduation, I moved to San Antonio, TX. I wasn't at that time a hippie; I was pretty green growing up in Mayberry USA. It was May 1969 and I was just beginning to enjoy my newfound freedom. I happen to come across this "Head Shop". I did not know what it was. So I went inside and met some of the nicest people ever. Beautiful people; guys with long hair, women with flowers in their hair. There was incense, black lights, neon posters, bongs, the smell of pot. Right then and there, my life as I formerly knew it no longer existed. I started to make necklaces and bracelets out of those tiny tiny beads and sold them on the street corners of San Antonio. I became a "hippie". Still, I was "green". Today that is good, "going green"! Some of my friends had this VW Van with the peace sign painted on it, flowers all over the truck who were going to Woodstock NY for this big concert. They invited me to go along, but I had reservations because I still didn't have the confidence they did and I said no. When I started to see bits and pieces on the television about how big this grand concert was, I was sick. Needless to say, no cell phones back in the day or at least my friends didn't have any. I didn't know anyone else who was going; didn't know too many people at the time and I missed out on what would have been the best experience of my life. I still cannot forgive myself. My friends shared their experiences, showed me pictures and I was sad. Janis, Jimi, Jerry G., Jim Morrision are all gone. But I'm coming to the 40th anniversary even if I have to hitchhike all the way.
PEACE & LOVE TO ALL!! SEE YOU IN AUGUST, 2009!!!! Alexandria