I remember arriving in stunned disbelief, behind endless lines of cars, then walking in endless lines of people, past stunned homeowners who in many cases had set up lemonade stands and water hoses to lend a hand to us weary pilgrims. I remember not finding one square of ground that was turned to mud from the hundreds of thousands of feet. Mostly I remember being floored by the kindness, cooperation and love of the people there..of the spirit of unity, of celebration of life, and music. I am so honored to have lived in 1969 and experienced the greatest musical event of all time. Yes, Jesus Christ had to have been there with his wife Mary Magdalene, smiling and sharing in the love and brotherhood of mankind.