My brother, who is now 65, was very lucky indeed. From what he remembers of Woodstock (or for that entire era for that matter) he enjoyed it. He and his wife (they were dating then) have long since been upstanding citizens and just shake their heads at some of things they did, LOL! Mr. Hendrix died when I was the ripe old age of 12 but by that time I had been well introduced to him when my brother was home from college and playing his records for me behind my parents' backs who would have had coronaries had they known. HAHAHA