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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
The signs posted by neighboring farmers declared in bold letters, “Don’t buy Max’s milk. He loves the Hippies.”
The son of a Jewish immigrant from Minsk, Max’s anger burned as he read the words. “My father came to this free country to escape such nonsense and hatred. It’s my land and I’ll rent to whomever I please.”
According to a close friend, Max traveled to Israel in 1971 where he met David Ben Gurion.
Max told the retired prime minister, “I’m Max Yasgur from Bethel, New York.”
To which Ben Gurion responded, “Oh yeah, that’s where Woodstock was, wasn’t it?”
And if you have the time…