Watkins Glen , my Woodstock

From the archives, 2009 Okay. So they had Woodstock. Whoop-de-do. That's all we're going to hear for the next week. I wasn't allowed to go. I was only 13 years old. That was the concert for older kids. Then our time came. That time was July 28, 1973, in Watkins Glen. ┬áSummer Jam, the forgotten bastard child of Woodstock. It was a one day con…