A few years ago, on another message board, I wrote a little thingamahooser about how I was never able to see Jerry and how over time I have come to accept and embrace that, simply because it allows me to push the thing I love forward into a new generation. Obviously not doing this all by myself, but rather as a new wave of GD fans and fanatics.
So I'm proud to say I never saw Jerry, not because I wouldn't have wanted to, but because I didn't have a choice. I was born when I was born, and that's it. Make do with what ya got, ya know?
Didn't get to see Jerry and I'm ok with that...just wasn't my time. Our time is now!
This bus ride started for me in 2009. I went to a festival in ME called Be here now(didn't know what be here now was) with my wife and children. I had just been layed off from my job as a Apprentice lineman the day before. With all my worries about what we were going to do for money ect we decided to make the 6 hour trip and still attend the event. We had a mind expanding incredible weekend and started our trip back home...as I searched through my cd's for something to listen to on the ride home I found a burned cd and popped it in....3 dead songs with a mix of the beatles, Jefferson airplane ect. Back in CT we decide to start researching about the GD and find out that 2 of the original GD members started a band called Furthur with some John K kid and that band was to play in Wallingford CT( 1 hour away) in a few weeks.... Talk about being blown away just from that...we start telling everyone we know and one of our friends replies to our babbling by saying "I know, we bought tickets and can't make it...do you want them?" Miracled..first tickets....
that's when the bus came by and I got on