Why we do this...because our cars make peope happy.

You dissed a whole age group of people you never knew and never can know. Now just how friggin stupid is that? You're over yer head.

Another clueless one. Bubba, you know me NOT. It almost makes me laugh to think of someone imagining me in the Woodstock scene. Whew. What a bunch of babbies they were.

You wanna hurt, boy? Wait... AHEM! Got to get the old Staff Sergeant voice back. YOU WANNA HURT BOY? Damn. Squeeked on that one. Forget it. Take five.

............Hey John. I can't remember whether I ever told you this but maybe I did: I was working in the kitchen & bar at The Edgewood Resort up in Alexandria Bay, NY that summer when some of the other college kids who worked there asked me to go with them down to a concert in some place called Woodstock. My grandmother came over from the nearby village of Antwerp that same afternoon and TOLD me that she was taking me over to my uncle Mike's farm in Gouverneur to help him bring in the hay because my cousin took off for a @#$%^&* concert down in the Catskills. I worked my @$$ off that weekend. I'm not BSing about this, thanks to my cousin....I missed it!

I didn't go, either. I'd already heard the music, slept in the rain, slipped and fallen in cow shit a couple times so I kinda feel like I been there. Never did the dope trip, but hey, I ain't dead yet.

I missed it too. Four of us pooled some cash and bought a beater VW Bus for about 500 bucks. We loaded it up and headed off to woodstock from Edmonds Washington. We made it 3 miles a threw a rod. I made it to many outdoor concerts back in the late 60's early 70's, But always regret that ill fated trip.

Just an Old Hippie Freak Biker Dude, man

-- the Grokdoc Tom Malmevik all that groks is god

You still ride?

Bubba? Umm... if you insist on going completely redneck that would be "Sissy". Clueless is the wrong assumption. It was a play on what was already said. Babbies? I dunno what babbies are but if they're anything like babies I would assume it's time for a diaper change because somebody's a little on the cranky side (ie. YOU).

K. John C's proof:

I missed it too. Four of us pooled some cash and bought a beater VW Bus for about 500 bucks. We loaded it up and headed off to woodstock from Edmonds Washington. We made it 3 miles a threw a rod. I made it to many outdoor concerts back in the late 60's early 70's, But always regret that ill fated trip.

Same here. we made it as far Somewhere, MO, from San Diego before the "Interim" (aka Bastard) 40 horse (1960 23 window, Sealing Wax Red, Chestnut Brown,original paint) snapped a crank. Our fault, the bong was full, the crankcase was empty.

Ya mean there's a political correctness about addressing our brothers below the Mason-Dixson line? Well Pardon Me!

What you need is a nap or something, ya big grump.

(attributes lost, sorry)

Serves ya right. Most of the 'children' made in their Dad's Oldsmobile. You didn't miss anything but a kindergarden gone mad with acid.

John, I have mixed feelings. Yeah, it was a friggin' mess there, lots of bad acid and etc, but the music, from I have seen, and heard, and had first-hand reports about, would have, in my estimation, made it worthwhile. It was somewhat of a interesting summer, first, we have a man some 240,000 miles away talking to us about leaps for mankind, then, just a few short months later, there was Woodstock. Both earth-shaking events, IMO. What I'm really bummed about is I have no clue where we left that pristine 23 window. It needed a minor cut and buff, a new engine, the middle seat tossed back in (we left it at my parent's house, so we would have more room, and it stayed there until they moved, with perfect original upholstery, until they moved in 1976, when it went to the local landfill), and it would have held it's own at just about any Vintage VW show around. Damn ;-(

DYNOMITE!!!!!!!!!

If it makes you feel any better, I was driving a twenty-something window van back then. I was working as a photographer for the daily news. I'd shoot until I was dog tired and sometimes sleep in the bus and then get to the lab before anyone was away. Those were some pretty good days.

Which one? I need a middle seat for my Bus :~).

Dan, it went to the San Marcos dump, the one they closed a few years ago. And yes, it would have been the correct one, upholstery and all, for your bench-seat '59. I've been talking to Rob, as well as you (he's actually the agent in charge of selling our house when we're done with all the "get it ready for sale" chores)- he does have that middle seat in Michigan, but by the time you ship it out here it would most likely not be cost-effective.

Listening to most of you guys make me wish I had used condoms when I was traveling around the country and the world in the 60's.

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ROTFLMAO ! Speedy Jim

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Wonder how many other people wish the same ;)

Jan