John Fogerty just said the famous words: “We thought we were going to change the world”.
I was barely a toddler. My only recollection in the later 70s was watching Woodstock with my older brother and it scared me as 7 or 8 year old. I thought everyone was possessed or something. Lol.
“In sixty-nine I was twenty-one and called the road my own”
oh, no… wait… that was Jackson Browne. In 69 I was 16.
And I was barely 14.
Very determined to change the world, or at least the war in Viet Nam.
I was 7 and my husband was 15. Amazing the difference that 8 years made - almost different generations.
DH went to Woodstock. If you could find the old thread about it, a number of posters either did or had relatives/,friends who went.
It was a unique time.
I was 18 that summer and I went to Woodstock. Before the 50th anniversary concert was canceled people would ask me if I was going and I just said hahahaha. Yeah right.
I was 11. What I remember mostly from 1969 are two things: the moon shot and the Mets winning the World Series on my birthday 
I didn’t know what Woodstock was until I was a bit older.
Same here. I didn’t know about Woodstock at the time, but as a teenager I became a fan of many of the bands that played there.
I was still playing with Barbie dolls I think. So no, Woodstock was not on my radar at all.
I was 13. My parents took us to the movie when it came out. They weren’t marching then, but they did bail kids out of jail and put them up in our basement. At that point I was mostly standing at the bus stop telling hippies which way was downtown. Later I persuaded my parents to start going on marches too. We were living in DC. It’s funny because for the most part my parents were very quiet about their political leanings as you have to be in the Foreign Service.
I was 18 and getting ready to head off to college in the summer of '69. I needed money so rather than head off to Woodstock I bagged groceries as a substitute for a friend who did go. Well, he tried to go. I think he got within 5 miles of Yasgur’s farm.
I was 14 and I knew about it because I lived in NYS. One of my older cousins from CT tried to go but got stuck on the NYS Thruway and never made it.
I was 13 but my parents talked a lot about what was happening. My father was a Janis Joplin fan.
I had my bar mitzvah that summer, a few weeks after Woodstock. I was really interested in it, and desperately wanted to go, but no one wanted to take me.
The next summer, when the movie and soundtrack came out, I was doing a lot of swimming – at least a mile a day. The record was the only thing they played at the pool. I listened to it dozens and dozens of times. I also saw the movie, of course.
In 1974, my best friend and I went to Watkins Glen, which wound up getting more people than Woodstock had. By then, we could drive (and finagle use of a car out of our parents). Using back roads, we got within a couple miles of the concert location before we had to ditch the car and proceed on foot. It was just plain awful: hot, humid, druggy, and the worst sound ever. I was never able to hear more than three instruments or voices at the same time, though which instruments or voices you could hear varied as you walked around.
I was born in 1969 :-). Can’t say I remember Woodstock… unless you are talking about Snoopy’s sidekick.
DH claimed he didn’t remember much, was too stoned. Only when the 25th anniversary magazine came out, did he start saying he remembered this or that.
I was 14, living in NYC. I definitely remember it and the anti-war movement. My college roommate freshman year was from Woodstock, but that’s not really where the festival took place.
“In 1974, my best friend and I went to Watkins Glen, which wound up getting more people than Woodstock had. By then, we could drive (and finagle use of a car out of our parents). Using back roads, we got within a couple miles of the concert location before we had to ditch the car and proceed on foot. It was just plain awful: hot, humid, druggy, and the worst sound ever. I was never able to hear more than three instruments or voices at the same time, though which instruments or voices you could hear varied as you walked around.”
It was summer of ‘73 not ‘74.
I went, too.
Had a great time as I was with a whole group of friends.
We had to walk in, too.
My mom was pregnant with me that summer!