This week marks the 40th anniversary of Woodstock, a musical event that became a symbol of a generation and came to define the tumultuous year that wa...
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It seems it is the season for paroling women who attempt to assassinate our presidents and those who commit heinous crimes.
All the older Reynolds kids, including Randy -- the coolest girl I knew -- went to Woodstock. I felt left out even though I wasn't quite sure what Woodstock was. I knew I was missing something monumental.
In the election of Barack Obama, the mood of fear and anger that has gripped our country for eight years seems to have vanished overnight. At least for now.
My "1969" jeans are nothing more than a sham, a fraud, a stonewashed Watergate metaphor for the previously stoned.
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