
10/16/2025
"I just need a ride to Woodstock," I told a stranger. 🚗🌧️ My car had broken down on the road to Bethel, and there I was, standing in the rain with no plan and mud on my shoes. But then, he pulled over, leaned across the seat, and told me he was headed to Woodstock too. 🎸✨
I climbed in, rain pouring down, and by the time we reached the fields, it felt like I had known him forever. 💫 We huddled under a blanket, wet and laughing, as the music vibrated through the night sky. 🎶🌙 That was the night I learned his name — Jerry.
What started as a ride to a festival turned into a home in California 🌻, years of Sunday mornings, and a life built side by side. ❤️
Decades later, a friend spotted us in a PBS film, two kids under a blanket, faces pressed close. 💞
Now, every August 15, we celebrate the day I stuck out my thumb and Jerry stopped his car. 🌈🚘