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[To recap:  This is the story of my first rock concert and the meshugaas that preceded it.  In Part 1, I argued with my parents – I wanted to go to Berkeley with 3 friends to see Bob Dylan perform, but they said no.  The resolution: One of my friends’ parents would drive us to the […]


[To kick off 2010, here is the first half of the long but (I hope) amusing story of my first rock concert and the meshugaas that preceded it.]           Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear – November 1965, about a month before my 16th birthday.            My attention had been focused on that great adolescent […]


[I apologize for the month-long gap between posts.  Back on September 25th, while on vacation in Monterey, California, I’d written:  “I started a great story about my wife and me going to a rock concert in Italy.  That post will appear soon.  But, as the cliché goes ‘shit happens.’” Little did I realize just how […]