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Calendar things to do and places (o go Children's U 7 H P M l, i- poetry D-2 Sunday, November 24, 1974 The Sun-Telegram, San Bernardino, Calif. D-l Gannett News Service photoi Writer John McAleenan stands in a field at Woodstock You can ft go home again to prove to themselves that they are real. . ." Joe MacDonald, of Country Joe and The Fish force in Vietnam that year, and they gave birth to the longest, most cheerful traffic jam in New York's history. (This in a state with some pretty good credentials for traffic jams.) Route 17B that weekend would be likened to the River Ganges at high tide, with waves of day-glo cars, psychedelic vans, grown men wearing beads and flowers behind their ears, young girls in tie-dye T-shirts and floppy hats blowing kisses to an astounded gathering of Jewish Boy Scouts gathered protectively on front porches. Others would write that to cross that . road on that weekend was to cross a cultural Rubicon. A nice flight into journalistic fancy, that thought, but the kids skipped across the street simply because it was there, a car-strewn obstacle course that lay in the way of the music. It was a community born on a narrow highway that would soon be a community fused into a muddy pasture, but a community in every sense nevertheless. They listened to news reports on car radios of an "impending disaster" and they laughed and. passed wine bottles and traded "peace" signs and bragged about the "quality" of the marijuana they had brought with them. Each new report of their problems seemed to only underscore the division between the outside world and those who would become neighbors in the mystical and growing kingdom that would be known as Woodstock. "All those people ... it was a disaster," says former sheriff Ratner, "and at first we wanted to call the governor and have him declare it a 'disaster area.' But then somebody said if you do that, you'll have a million parents in here (Continued on D 10, Column 1) "I'm not trying to cause a big genaation, I'm just talking 'bout my generation ..." THE WHO " By JOHN McALEENAN Gannett Newt Service The field is a natural amphitheatre, a scooped-out bowl of about 60 acres that slopes gently down to a narrow road called West Shore Drive. The acreage was fallow and chest-high with weeds last summer, where in the past it had been planted with alfalfa. The drone of bees was everywhere, as they busied themselves among the purple and yellow field flowers. A few butterflies danced here and there, and the soft sounds of birds and crickets played a lulling melody. You may search both your memory and the field, but there is no evidence and only the barest hint of deja vu for an event that occurred here five years ago. , They called it many things. It was a "disaster." It was the "most magic of all times." It was an "exotic, drug-cra7ed pilgrimage." It was an indulating "sea of garbage." It was "the most peaceful gathering of people," in the history of America. It was perhaps all of that, and much more, but to be exact, it did have a title, and it was known as: "THE WOODSTOCK MUSIC AND ART FAIR AN AQUARIAN EXPOSITION." "These people like to get together and see each other just And boy, did they get together. Former Sullivan County Sheriff Louis Ratner says he still dreams about it, the dreams alter nating between a nightmare and visions of a miracle! "I saw the Seventh Wonder," says Ratner, "but I sure wouldn't want to see it again. . ." Everybody agrees that in the general vicinity of the summer Catskill resort communities of White Lake and Bethel, on the weekend of Aug. 15-17, 1969, there were at least 400,000 of America's children gathered in a three-day time warp that set a communal tone of brotherly love few people in the "outside" world would ever understand. The gathering of the "tribe," as they would call themselves, was almost as large as the U.S. Route 17B as Woodstock began ESP, UFO experts at Psychic Fair "I had dreamed of boarding a plane and the hostess welcomed us aboard by saying, 'Welcome aboard, my name is Carol,' " Miss Graciette said. "I dreamed the plane crashed and everyone aboard was killed. "I was in Rabat doing a show," she added, "when my agent told me I had another show to do in Tangier and that I would have to fly there. "I was the last in our party to board the plane. As I went aboard, the hostess said to me, 'Welcome aboard, my name is Carol.' I immediately began screaming, got my mother and agent and left the plane. ' ; " "I told them the plane was going to crash. They checked it for a bomb or any mechanical trouble that might develop. When no trouble turned up, the plane departed but without me or anyone in my party. "The airplane did not reach its destination," she confided. "It crashed (Continued on D 7, Column 1) t time," Miss Graciette continued. "I had always used it at my studio to stow things in. It was quite by accident that I discovered the mysterious power of the box. "I had tossed some pictures in the box and when I took them out I could see auras around the figures in the picture. I've always been able to see auras in photographs, but I find now that It is much easier to read the auras on a picture when it has been put in the box." "The box" has been the product of many interesting happenings, according to Miss Graciette. "I don't know what it is I can't explain it," she said, "but when I write a statement on a piece of paper and put it in the box, the statement always comes true." However, the pretty Latin was having extraordinary success as a psychic long before she discovered the mystery of the box. Because of a dream she once had, she refused to take a particular flight from Rabat to Tangier and it saved her life. By JIMMY JOHNSON Sun-Telegram Staff Writer SAN BERNARDINO - When Pandora opened her mysterious box, it unleashed all the evils on the earth, but when Maria Graciette opens her special box it almost always bears good tidings. Miss Graciette, the only ESP-photo psychic in the world, along with Dr. Frank Stranges, leading authority on unidentified flying objects, and numerous other psychic and spiritualist readers, will participate this weekend in the last in a series of ESP and Psychic Fairs held at the National Orange Show. The fair, to be held in the Kaiser Dome, is scheduled to begin Friday and run through Sunday evening. Readings start daily at noon. "This will be the last psychic fair we will be putting on for awhile," said Baron John von Brenner, director of the fair. "That's why we want it to be the best one yet. We feel fortunate to get Miss Graciette and Dr. Stranges to participate in this event We have also at tracted a long list of the very best spiritualists and psychics on the Pacific Coast." Among those who will participate in the "psychic happening" are Judith Langston, astrology teacher and counselor, the Rev. Cora M. Higley, healer and spiritualist, Jeanette Darrow, psychic reader, Sam Sweet, an Arizona spiritualist, Criswell, noted psychic, Diane Harmony, a psychic portrait artist, and the Rev. Katherine Hibdon, whose ability to read cards has been phenomenally accurate. ' Of all the psychics who will participate in the fair, Miss Graciette un-doubtably has the most unusual reading method of them all in what she has named ESP-photo psychic readings. "Since I was a small girl I have been able to see auras around people," the beautiful astrologer said. "When I was quite young my master teacher gave me a mysterious box and told me never to part with it. "I have had the box for a long! long I - t,i i i - IMaria Cracielte V Redlands Art Festival Ninety professional painters, printmakers, glass blowers and craftsmen will exhibit their art works in person and explain their creative techniques. Includes metal sculpture, pottery, batik and Chinese brush painting, from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. Friday and Saturday on the sidewalks of downtown Redlands. Inter-Faith Choral Festival Sponsored by SCAN (Support Creative Arts Now), choirs from seven local churches will participate, each singing two numbers, the entire group of 250 joining in "The Heavens Are Telling," conducted by Cantor Robert S. Scherr.. Program begins at 7 p.m. Sunday, Dec. 1, St. Paul's United Methodist Church, 785 N. Arrowhead Ave. Free. Qur "Our Town," Thornton Wilder's Pulitzer Prize-winning lOWn play, directed by Richard Risso. Sunday performances 2 . p.m., others 8:15 p.m. Tuesday ' through Dec. 8. University l i . Theater, University of California, Riverside. Prices: $2.50 general, $1.50 students.