08/18/09 Forty years ago this week, I was driving south on 15-501 toward the Potomac River Bridge, when I glimpsed a hitchhiker standing on the shoulder of the northbound lane holding a cardboard sign that read simply "Woodstock." I didn't mind picking up hitchhikers in those days, and I might have helped out this guy, despite his disheveled appearance -- a beard, tie-dyed jacket, bleached jeans and long ...

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