Cutline: Me, my uncollected tickets, and a brochure from Walter Dyer Leather. [Courtesy photo/Lisa Becker]EDITOR'S NOTE: This is an updated version of a story Ed Symkus wrote in 1994, commemorating the 25th anniversary of Woodstock.By the time I got to Woodstock in the summer of 1969, Route 17B in the Catskills was clogged, the Friday night concert was almost over, and the fences surrounding the sloping field on Max Yasgur’s farm were already down.A [...]
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