I am a traveler who has gone from a radical Hippie to a Professor of Special Education who believe that advocacy is his most critical role.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Need your help
Please fellow travelers who are following the path towards enlightenment, share with me your stories about encounters with Jerry Garcia. Brief explanation is that I am a lookalike for Jerry and I have people share with me their stories of encounters with Jerry Garcia. Last weekend, I went to Oregon vs. Cal football game, and the my Oregon friends wanted to share with this Jerry lookalke some of their favorite memories of Jerry encounters, lots of being a fellow Deadhead, but also some very fun moments. Thanks from a fellow Deadhead, Merry Prankster, Happy Hippie, etc.
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Howdy....i know it has been quite some time since i paid you a visit...life is keeping me busy these days. I have never had a personal Jerry experience, except loving his music in the crowd of a show, but i know a site where you may find some kindred spirits who have, and i shared this site there. It is a site called reddit, under Grateful Dead. I have posted Dead related stuff there in the past with pretty good results...so all the best and stay kind :)
I attended the Dead concert at the Greek Theater in Berkeley. My ex-wife was dating Phil and got backstage passes for her and our two sons (and me). I was in the audience digging the show - there was a big Hells Angels motorcycle on the stage, and they revved the engine with some songs. At break I went backstage. It was crowded, beautiful and hip people. My pass gave me access to the inner room where the band hung out, so I found my older son playing Jerry's famous guitar, and my younger son messing with the huge bike. I told them to leave that stuff alone - just then Jerry walked up, said hello to me, and spontaneously started teaching my older son some guitar licks, and a Hells Angel came along and kicked over the bike and let my younger son rev the engine. I was blown away, so I went back to the audience. Just before I found my seat I was given a hit of acid. I have no idea how I got home from that show.
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