80. That's a full run on this earth. Hope Debra and Mary Jo and the rest of the family are doing alright.
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Allyn Maurice Richardson, known across the Hudson Valley and far beyond as "Grandpa Woodstock," was a white-bearded street figure who spent roughly a quarter of a century on the Village Green of Woodstock, New York, flashing the peace sign at passing cars and posing for photographs with visitors. He was…
Allyn Maurice Richardson, known across the Hudson Valley and far beyond as "Grandpa Woodstock," was a white-bearded street figure who spent roughly a quarter of a century on the Village Green of Woodstock, New York, flashing the peace sign at passing cars and posing for photographs with visitors. He was born on March 6, 1944, and died on November 6, 2024, at his home in Woodstock, aged 80, according to the obituary posted by the Joseph V. Leahy Funeral Home.
Richardson grew up in Bristol, Connecticut, and also lived in nearby Terryville. As a young man he drove trucks and, by his own account, was a self-described "red neck" who mistrusted hippies. He told the Daily Freeman in 2015 that he had been a heavy drinker and was laid off in the late 1960s. In August 1969 his curiosity took him to Max Yasgur's farm in Bethel, New York, for the Woodstock Music and Art Fair, where he was overwhelmed by the crowd and the sense of community. He later joked that he had been tripping on acid when Jimi Hendrix took the stage at about five in the morning, and he liked to tell tourists, "If you remember Woodstock, you weren't there."
The festival stayed with him. Richardson said he spent about 17 years homeless before settling in the town of Woodstock, around 1999 by his account and about 24 years before his death according to his family. He received disability benefits from 1999 because of a mastoid cyst and persistent ear problems. For seven years he lived on Tinker Street with a partner he called "Queen Estar," whom he would pull around town in a chariot-like cart behind his bicycle, and the two hitchhiked across the country together, including a 2011 trip to a Rainbow Gathering in the Pacific Northwest.
On arriving in Woodstock, he said, his name changed to Grandpa Woodstock. "I wanted to give something back, but I got no money. I got no job," he explained. "I started thinking in exchange for that name, I would spread peace and love the rest of my life. That's what I'm all about." With flowing white hair and beard, a floppy canvas hat, patched flower-print clothes he altered himself on a sewing machine, and a carved wooden staff fitted with a bicycle horn, he became one of the most photographed people in town. He was a regular on the Village Green during holidays and at the Woodstock Film Festival, waving both arms above traffic with his fingers in a peace sign. His mantra, quoted in tributes after his death, was "Peace and love, that's what I do."
His public image was tested in 2014. On August 8 that year, members of the Ulster Regional Gang Enforcement Narcotics Team (URGENT) arrested him and charged him with four felony counts of criminal sale and four felony counts of criminal possession of a controlled substance, plus misdemeanor counts, after complaints about sales from his apartment on Tinker Street. He spent 49 days in the Ulster County Jail, then pleaded guilty to criminal sale of a controlled substance and paid a fine, according to the Ulster County District Attorney's Office. Richardson insisted he had only ever sold marijuana and wanted people to know he did not "sell heroin to minors." The episode cost him some trust in town, and his relationship with Queen Estar ended around the same time, leaving him at times without a home. He kept walking the streets regardless, now with a figure of Sesame Street's Elmo tied to his walking stick and a dream of a "Woodstock Elmo" that said "Peace and love."
Richardson was proud of his handiwork. He designed patches for his denim jacket and a heart-topped canvas hat that he hoped to patent and sell. He kept close ties to family in Connecticut and was spotted back in Bristol as late as 2019.
He was predeceased by his parents, Lawrence Richardson and Inez (Ricker) Richardson, and by his brother Larry Richardson and Larry Richardson Jr. His family obituary lists survivors including his brother Ronald Richardson, his sister Juanita (Richardson) Russell, daughters Debra Richards and Mary Jo Faircloth, and sons Michael Richardson, Joseph Richardson, Russell Barriault and Allyn Richardson, along with many grandchildren and 10 great-grandchildren. His daughter Mary Faircloth announced his death on social media, writing that he had "taken his last ride on this earth." Tributes flooded local social media pages, a GoFundMe was set up in his honour, and the family said services would be announced later. The Daily Freeman revisited his story in November 2026. No cause of death has been made public.
Biography adapted from Joseph V. Leahy Funeral Home obituary (2024); Daily Freeman (2015 profile and November 2026 report); WPDH (2024); Peace, Love and Movies blog (2007); The Bristol Press via Spot On Connecticut (2019).
In their own words
“Peace and love, that's what I do.”
His mantra, quoted by WPDH in 2024
“When I came here, my name changed to Grandpa Woodstock, and I wanted to give something back, but I got no money. I got no job. I started thinking in exchange for that name, I would spread peace and love the rest of my life. That's what I'm all about.”
Daily Freeman interview, 2015
“If you remember Woodstock, you weren't there.”
On the 1969 festival, Peace, Love and Movies blog, 2007, and Daily Freeman, 2015
“If you took a picture of me today and backed it up 40 years and told me that would be me, I would have shot you. Now, I'm the king of hippies.”
Daily Freeman, 2015
“That's what the world needs today and that's what Woodstock was all about.”
Explaining why he spread peace and love, 2007
“I kind of like it under the stars. I'm not afraid of bears. I like fresh air.”
On sleeping outdoors, Daily Freeman, 2015

Didn't know his name till this week, just knew the peace sign guy on the Green.