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“I came upon a child of God, he was walking along the road…”
And he was on his way to creating one of the enduring idylls of 20th century rurality – the Woodstock Music and Art Fair.
Hard to believe that 40 years ago “going up the country” was about the coolest direction you could take, since now young hipsters are clustering in urban places New Orleans, San Francisco, Vancouver, and Brooklyn.
Looking back at what happened at Max Yasgur’s dairy farm that rainy weekend, it seems a vivid example of what happens when urban sensibility suddenly takes command in a rural setting. There’s a lot of righteous, dreamy fun alright MAGIC – and there’s also lots of wreckage.
According to wiki: “On January 7, 1970, four and a half months after the festival, Yasgur was sued by his neighbors for area property damage…. The damage to his own property was far more extensive and, over a year later, he received a $50,000 settlement to pay for the near destruction of his dairy farm.
“In 1971, less than two years after the festival, Max Yasgur sold the farm, and nineteen months later, died of a heart attack at the age of 53.&r