Last weekend, I had a flasback to 1969. Not because I was married 39 years ago in Hershey, PA and honeymooned in upstate NY, but because I missed Woodstock! There I was last Sunday at the Bethel Woods Arts Center at the very spot where the original weekend of peace and love happened, and I went tripping through the very cool and interactive museum when I recalled why I wasn't there back then...because I was up the highway in Lake Placid and couldn't have driven there on the highway if Bill & I wanted to - the highway was jammed with hippies bent on getting there for the event. Oh well, better late than never.
This Sunday I had other flashbacks at Flushing Meadows in Queens, my new back yard. In 1964 I attended the World's Fair on a senior class field trip to the Big Apple. The Unisphere of my memory is still a beacom of the park, now home to both Shea Stadium and the USTA stadium named for Bill Jean King (instead of John McEnroe who lived next door during his loudmouth days.)
I was last in Flushing Meadows in 1994 when I attended the tennis matches of the Gay Games and enjoyed opening ceremonies inside Shea.
I've been having a lot of good memories resurface since coming to NY last month. Who knew?! Next trysts will be at Fire Island and the Jersey Shore. Can't wait to see what I recall from those locales and beaches.
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