Some cheery notion of BEing has overcome. I think back on the calendar a few solar revolutions back, back, back . . .
Was today the day the Fat Man . . . Captain Trips . . . Jerry Garcia finally beat it down the line? Yes it was. Sends shivers down my spine. I recall the phone call I got from one of my friends telling me the news. Shock, disbelief, a feeling of immediate and huge loss. This was the guy who could make a guitar sound like a waterfall, or the opening of the gates of heaven, or a chugging train recklessly flying down the mountainside.
That sound,
that feeling
always sends me reeling
And now in his hometown I live, and so many times I hear more negative than postive. Without exception from the mouths of those who never have and . . . never will,
Hear, see, touch, or feel
. . . the sounds of the Fat Man.
Thank you again Jerry! You put smiles in the soul of millions.