We were miserable…and we liked it!
The Marcus Amphitheater replaced a muddy field as the main stage, bathrooms replaced Porta-Johns…
Oh, the memories. The year my perplexed parents took us to see Blood, Sweat and Tears. The night the mud sucked the bottoms off of my huaraches as I searched for my ‘party’ to the accompaniment of the Beach Boys. The Porta-John that started to sway while I was inside. (Little wonder that I tried to drink very little of anything while I was at Summerfest)That ubiquitous smiley face...